1971年2月21日我站在香港啟德機場平台上, 在寒冷早晨的陽光裡, 腳下放著行李箱, 我看著不遠之處的泛美航機747, 世界上最大型噴射機, 很快就會帶我去紐約然後去多倫多。我充滿了恐懼和不安, 最正確不過的恐慌, 例如, 在小島上生活和在有無限機會的新世界中作出選擇, 而不是困在一個男權至上社會中的暗淡前景, 因為我的人生選擇是如此有限。回頭看來, 這個行動像閃耀的北極光, 是我人生的轉捩點, 讓我可以受教育, 讓我在這個收容我的國家加拿大站起來。去過無數的地方, 經過無數的變動, 現在我在這裡, 溫哥華。
It was the 21st of February, 1971. I was standing on a platform in Kai Tak Airport in Hong Kong. In the brightness of a cold morning, a suitcase at my feet, I was watching the Pan Am 747, the largest jumbo jet in the world, which would soon take me to New York then to Toronto. I was full of fear and uncertainty. It was all scarily accurate. It was, for instance, opting for the remote island life and a chance at the new world’s infinite opportunities instead of a gloomy future in a male dominated society because my choices in life were so limited. Looking back, this move shine through time like the northern light. It was a turning point, allowing me to have education and stand upright in my adopted country Canada. After many places, many moves, here I am, in Vancouver now.
