I was basically brought up in my parents’ Chinese Malaysian restaurant in Mooroopna near Shepparton. All my sisters and I worked there. We joke about it, but it was a bit like child labour – like I was a baby bringing out the lemon chicken from the kitchen! The...
When I was 10, my dad died, which was very upsetting for me as we had been very close. A few years later, my sister married an Anglo Australian, and about 5 years later she sponsored Mum and I to come to leave Malaysia for Australia, as all my other siblings were by...
When I left Poland, it was under a communist regime. It was an awful place to be then because of the lack of freedom, and for me, the most important thing is to be free and creative. One day, I went out with a friend and there were these demonstrators protesting...
My parents sent me to Melbourne to study. At first, I was really reluctant to leave Malaysia, and nervous about being alone. But on my third day here, I picked up a magazine from RMIT and saw they were looking for officers for their student association. Joining that...
