Stories, poems and videos by the Silent Generation (1928 – 1945)
This was just after the war and a lot of things were hard to come by. My friends and I were about ten years old, so playing back then was a lot different from today’s young. If we were not in school, we got together outside looking for adventure and went off the beaten track. We…
Photo by Dainis Graveris on Unsplash Tender love or tough love? Which is best? My name is Siva. In the 1940s, at the age of nine, I lived in Klang with three sisters, four older brothers and my parents. Father was a labourer. Caring for our large family was hard on my mother. But we, the four younger…
One sweltering morning years ago, I met a gentleman to discuss his biography. His first act was to hand me a small plastic bag. I laughed when I saw its contents. Clearly, he still saw me as the little girl he needed to give sweets to whenever we met. Likewise, to the world he’s Tan…
This is a story from the 1940s as told to me by my brother-in-law, George. “I was in my early teens living with my Grandma in the Chow Kit area which in the 1940s was a mix of the then Malaya’s different races. Chow Kit was already a bustling commercial area. There were shops, a…
