Well, as you all already know, I was in Sydney on August 9th but I did have a National Day moment nonetheless.
We were at the sailing club in Rose Bay, and I had just had the tremendous honour of christening Terence & Roy's boat with a bottle of champagne. I popped the cork and pronounced a blessing on Majulah (as she's named) and then the boys set out to sea for the very first time while I waved them off (bottle in hand, polishing off the remaining champers hahaha).
Because the other boats at the bay were smaller, Majulah was towering head and shoulders above the rest. As I was gazing upon 'SIN' for Singapore on their sail right up there, I just felt so proud.
When I think of Singapore, I think of her in the good ol' days before she started being infested by china chinese. I may be young, but I am old enough to remember a Singapore free from bastardization, which essentially is the growing presence not of foreigners, but of china chinese. That was my utopia.
First of all, let me address the rebuttals forming at lightning speed in your head.
1. How can I be racist against my own race? Ans: I don't actually see them as a 'race'. They are in a subgroup all on their own.
2. But your forefathers came from china! Ans: Acknowledged. But I think along the way, we Singaporeans have flourished and learnt social etiquette and awareness.
Granted, we still have a long way to go. But I believe we have learnt to stand, not SQUAT behind the yellow lines while waiting for the trains. I believe we follow the natural course of human expression and only shout in anger and excitement or when other people cannot hear us, and not as a part of everyday conversation (and worse still, in an enclosed space such as a bus). I believe we have the concept of filial piety ingrained in us more so than the place where it originated from; why else would I, a lady, have had to give up my seat on the MRT to an old lady while the two chinamen beside me just ignored her?
I have the utmost respect for our MM, but I absolutely cannot agree with his stance of being accepting and open to these lowlifes to help our ageing population. More than anything, they are superficially (as I have shown above) and morally (here's to you cpf-sucking, coffee-shop-uncle-targeting parasites) tarnishing our country. I make it a priority, when I can, to make them feel unwelcome (after witnessing the chinamen snub my old lady, I paid the deed back by promptly remaining in my MRT seat when a pregnant china woman came on. Yes, I was very sure. She was conversing with her husband in that bloody annoying whiny accent. No one can mistake that). The fact that the MM had to address this is very interesting isn't it? Surely there's growing resentment among Singaporeans. We won't leave our beloved nation to the dogs!
True, this is reality. But I have much more pleasant memories of Singapore which I will continue to revisit until this issue is addressed, or until I migrate. After all, home is where the heart is whereas a nation is but a concept.
