Welcome to the Stories.sg.
There is a lot of power in the sharing of personal experiences and feelings. I feel that being Asian we hold so much of it within ourselves, and time robs us of these memories; stories that could have made a difference to another individual or two, or perhaps even changed the world.
We will be exploring various themes, one at a time. Issues will be created on an ad hoc basis, because such is the nature of a personal project in the light of the day job, a wife, 2 kids and a ton of housework. I’ll also be handrolling your stories into webpages, so you might need to wait a while to see your stories appear on the site.
It is my sincerest hope that we will find stories that uplift us, move us, depress us, challenge us and make us more alive, and that we will share our own experiences and find bits of ourselves in the stories of others.
Letter to Singapore
This particular excerpt submitted by Zing hits home.
But I’m not trying to make you something you’re not, I’m really not. I’m just trying to make you see that you’re more than dollar signs. You’re more than people just scraping by, dreaming of money and five-star hotels. You’re a hell of a lot more than just a good air-conditioning system. You’re everybody, not just the dream citizen; you’re the Malay kids skipping school, hanging out at Peninsula Plaza in black jeans and trucker caps. You’re the unemployed kopitiam uncle with his songbirds. You’re the schoolgirl holding hands with her classmate, hoping the teacher doesn’t see. You’re every one of them, but for some reason you just won’t acknowledge this. You like to hold on to this idea of you being this clean, perfectly efficiently city, when really it’s the dirt that makes you who you are.
Read Zing’s whole letter.
Issue 1: Letter to Singapore
What would you write to Singapore, if she were a person you knew?
Submissions are now closed.
Why no comments?
A number of people have asked me why no comments are allowed on this site.
The first reason is that I’m too lazy to install a blogging engine. All your stories are lovingly handcrafted.
The other reason is that these stories - your stories - are personal. Emotions often do not hold up well against the scrutiny of logic, but ought to be given space as valid thought. Comments in a highly personal space often leads to hell. You can comment on a story if you wish, but do so on your own blog.