Living in Singapore, born a British subject in 8th Dec. 1950 on a day of the worst history of Singapore over the Maria Hertogh riot, December 11th,   and Pearl Harbour was 7th December, 6 years ago, makes me wonder "who am I?" Singapore too was facing changes as she became a melting pot of numerous races, a melange, unique tapestry of cultures, religion, businesses and politics and yes, civil challenges, of street gangsters. black societies as they were called, of electrical buses, of illegal taxis and the race to form a decent government and gain independence from the fragile British Empire or the "commonwealth of nations" as it is now known.

Some doubted that we were truly independent and that the present government is still paying "bully" money for protection from Grand or Great Britain, with Australian and New Zealand Forces within air strike range in case the "enemy" comes. Vagueness palls over my mind about the "Hock Lee bus riots", the 2:4 traids, typhoid, dysentry and cholera communicable diseases or "Koro" the shrinking of eh..the little fellow, or the mass hysteria of young school girls....or the barisan walkout of the first Parliament...........etc..... now a part of History.

Today, we have the Gen X, the Gen Y and the Gen Z and what nots..... Well, I think I am still Gen ABC (Always Believe Christ). Thank God for that............more to come