Open new doors
I was born in Chengdu, China – also the birthplace of pandas – but when I was four, we moved as a family first to Britain, then to the United States, eventually settling in New Zealand. Within six months of leaving China, I had forgotten how to speak the local Chengdu dialect. My dad told me that one day on the bus when I was five or six, I just started speaking English and that was that. My parents, and occasionally my grandparents when they came to visit, did their best to teach me Chinese. By then, however, I had decided I couldn’t see the point of spending extra hours indoors, repeating words and writing characters repeatedly while my friends were out playing. It was only years later, having finished my postgrad studies…