Life in the boys’ hostels Enforced camaraderie College memories.

Born in a small town With mostly Foochow people I became a Ling.

A cosy cafe Coffee with scrumptious cookies Me and my friend Lan.

In the drifting snow I shivered on my way home But not my real home.

The temperature dropped Radiator malfunctioning I longed for summer.

Life in Hailfax Eight of us squeezed inside a two-room apartment.

Halifax summer Fishing, mahjong and courses Sunbathing ladies.

Tu me manques Two years in a French city Je t’aime I love you.

Playing hide and seek We raced in the back alleys Childhood innocence

For Chinese lessons I had to study proverbs Five flowers eight doors