CRAZY AMERICANS – Chapter Ten

TEN As I said earlier, the Malay Peninsula (or Malaya) and Singapore are like conjoint twins. A causeway, carrying a vital supply of drinking water to Singapore, forever linked them together. It’s also a bridge for the migration of Chinese, but few Malays, from the north. Need I repeat that Singapore was predominantly Chinese? The … Continue reading CRAZY AMERICANS – Chapter Ten

CRAZY AMERICANS – Chapter Seven

SEVEN After wading through perfunctory pleasantries with my long-distant relative driver—I wasn’t fluent in the Hockchiang dialect, the only tongue he knew—I turned my attention to my cousin next to me. “Surprise surprise,” I greeted my cousin. We decided to occupy the back seat together. The front seat went to a stranger, another young man … Continue reading CRAZY AMERICANS – Chapter Seven

CRAZY AMERICANS – Chapter Five

FIVE While the British colonial government might have succeeded in preventing the majority of the colonists from straying into Singapore, droves and droves of marauding Japanese soldiers thronged the island in February 1942. Somehow the British, in their omnipotence, thought the jungle north of Singapore would protect them from the advancing Japanese troops. Using bicycles, … Continue reading CRAZY AMERICANS – Chapter Five