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It Is Not Easy To Be A Migrant. Will One Feel Welcomed? Will One Suffer Discrimination? What Circumstances Drive A Person To Migrate? If There Is A Choice Before Birth I Am Sure Not Many Would Choose To Become A Migrant.. I Did Not Choose To Become A Migrant I Guess That Made It Easier For Me – I Came Here To Study And I Chose To Stay. It Was In The Nineteen Sixties And I Was Sixteen. Australia Was Changing; The White Australia Policy Was Soon To Peter Out.... My Time In Australia Has Been Very Eventful Though Not Plain Sailing. That Is Something To Be Thankful For Even If A Traditional Fortune Teller Might Think Plain Sailing Is More Enviable.. From The Moment I Met My First Landlady In Bourke Street Sydney To Seeing My Name On An Ancestral Book Of Records In China Many Years Later My Journey Has Been A Series Of Revelations Of The Goodness And Frailty In Human Nature.. Please Come With Me To Revisit This Journey: Starting With Abusive Clerics In A Boarding School Versus Feisty Youths Who Changed The Nation; Career Aspirations And Tribulations; Advances From A Male Colleague Before Meeting My Life Partner In George Street; Adventure And Struggle In Family Business; Changes In Religious Values; Engagement With Forthright Children And Insightful Parents; Audacity In Probing The Weird World Of Politics And Encouraging The Growth Of A Community But Seeing It Exploited For Its Enthusiasm.. All These Were Set Against The Emerging Of A New Australia.