French / Chinese (HongKong)My mom is Chinese, my dad is French. I was raised in France, by my mom. T
French / Chinese (HongKong)My mom is Chinese, my dad is French. I was raised in France, by my mom. They never married but I don’t know the feeling of having a father, so I don’t feel like I miss something here. When I speak cantonese people are surprised. When I told people my Chinese heritage, they are surprised as well. As I grew up I physically changed a lot, my face changed, my hair became curlier… So it made me confused, and people didn’t recognize me.HongKong is a British colony, and my Mom traveled a lot. I had the luck of going to a lot of countries by my young age. My name is English, my second name is French. I speak Cantonese and French to my mom. She speaks to me in Cantonese, French, Mandarin, and english. I call my mom “mama” in Chinese, I call my french grand “mamie” in French. She really loves languages and culture. Sometimes, it pissed me off to have that many languages, but now I see the advantage of having that good language exposition. I never knew my HongKong family, i’m closer with my french family. This summer I’m going to HongKong alone 2 months to know them, my mom’s culture in which I was raised, and to find my origins. I was’t really aware of my multicultural eurasian situation, until the last years (University). I once had troubles identifying myself between the French, Chinese, HongKong (and yes even the HongKongers have doubt about their Chinese identity, it’s like an inception of identity crisis for me).My goals in life changed during my realizations of what makes me and who I am. I’m subject of changing my state of mind of course, but right now what I feel is that I am is a human being. I realize how much we are all essentially the same, now I am more tolerant about differences.So what I want right now is to know the most languages, cultures… etc and to explore the world -- source link
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