I was brought up with a strong sense of who I am rooted in my ethnic Chinese heritage. I am forever grateful that I belong to such deep and rich cultural tradition. I can speak forever about the achievements of the Chinese people, also known as the 'descendants of the dragon' or the people of the 'Middle Kingdom'.
It was not easy for me to be proud of my Chinese heritage afterI immgranted to England, at aged 10. I was no longer in a class of 32 Cantonese speaking class mates in Hong Kong with a shared Chinese heritage. I became the only Chinese in a class of 28 pupils in a High Wycomb school where most pupils were south Asians speaking Hindi. You can image how confused I became. My English was poor thus I could not communicate with other pupils and felt stupid not understanding what teachers said most of the time. I became a target for bullies when I moved up to the secondary school. I was picked on for being Chinese, I was called a flat face and some pupils were making funny noises pretending they could speak Chinese, along with a teacher thought it was OK to call me 'Chinky'.
Lord, thank you for your mercy and forgiveness, by the grace of God, I managed every day not to get upset and stood up against some of these bullies in ways that God showed me.The bible says:
'For the sake of Chrsit, then, I am content with weknesses, insults, hardship, prescutions and calamities. For I am weak, then I am strong.' 2 Corinthians 12:10
God did sent me kind pupils around me to be my friends and a loving RE teacher who asked me about my God and altar at home. It was for the first time that I felt my Chinese identity was being appreciated and respected. I felt I had a voice and someone wanted to hear it. Although, I did not know it then, my God was not the sages of the Chinese world, but the creator of the world, Jevhoah Jireh meaning God will provide. (Genesis 22:14)