My Mother Lim Ah Yapp 林亞葉 (1901 – 1988) came from a simple traditional village family 廣東省中山縣汕頭 in Huangpu, Zhongshan. Her parents had a medium size farm growing food to feed the family, and they sold any extra in the local market. Every able person in the family has to contribute on the farm.
This song by Celine Dion to say Goodbye to Mother is for your listening pleasure while you reading the Legacy of my late Mother “A Journey of Destiny”. The original legacy was written in Chinese Mandarin. If your mother is still with you, you are lucky and blessed with love! If not, and you miss your mother, then this song will be your message to your late mother!
As mother was growing up, she has to help her mother to do household chores – as a daughter, they expected this of her. While her mother is busy in the fields or tending to the younger children, my mother would light up a wood fire stove to cook rice and boil water. She does household chores like cleaning the house, washing clothes and also learning how to help on the farm. All girls in that time have to learn to do those essential chores. As the children get bigger and stronger, they go to help in the fields and the younger ones have to take over with house chores. That was the way it was back then.
As a teenager under family pressure, My Mother, Lim Ah Yap, was betrothed to marry a younger very sick teenager in a very desperate attempt to a ward off the ‘illness-evil’ in him. This was an old Chinese tradition belief, that if in bad luck, find the lucky stars. This teenage boy was critically ill and his family were desperate to save him. He was too sick to attend the wedding ceremony, so a rooster/cockerel was used as a proxy. Unfortunately, this did not work because the young boy dies within the same day. His grieving family blamed mother for not being lucky enough to save him and blamed her for his death. Mother cannot go home to her family because as a girl, once you are married out, you belong to your husband’s family – even after his death. This family viewed her like a bad omen and treated her harshly like a servant – working inside the house, laundry, carrying water for washing and for bathing for all the members of the family. She had to go to the forest to cut and carry wood for cooking and heating, as well as working on their large farm.
Under such harsh living conditions she grew desperate – there is no hope for her. She was a widowed, bad luck – she could see no change in her future, she is going to work for this family and treated cruelly for the rest of her life.
One day, she secretly escaped with a few friends (maids) in similar situations. They made their way to the city, where many new developments were in progress. Together, they found a small place to rent and ventured out every day looking for any manual work. Because of their previous fieldwork, they were all physically strong and found jobs for a road construction company.
Using hammers and chisels they had to break larger rocks into small pieces and carry them to the road site. It was back breaking physical labour but my mother and her friends did this job for rent, for food, for their freedom – I can just imagine that this is the first time that they are working to earn money for themselves, for their freedom and independence. This all adds to their determination to survive and seek a better future.
Whilst out collecting wood in the forest for cooking, my mother heard people talking about going abroad to abroad ‘Nanyang’ 南洋 where there are job opportunities working as a house-maid with better living conditions. Seeking a better future and a fresh start, she seizes opportunity and makes her own decision.
At that era, people wanted to leave China to earn money and find their fortune. Many wanted a new life. The British commercialised migration that they offered those intending migrants who could not afford the fare from China passages on credit or indenture contracts. On arrival, the employer claimed the indentured labourer to whom he/she was bound by the terms and conditions of his/her contract.
They detained credit migrants on the ship until the recruiter found employers for them. These immigrants had a bad time living like a livestock and the Chinese referred to it as “the pig business.”
Mother was a little better in her starting venture because the employer found and employed her while visiting China. Her employer paid her passage, and she signed a 2-year contract with no salary. The employer took her to work in Labuan as their house maid.
Here ends the first part of my mother’s story. This story is what I remember and I am hoping my siblings might recall more! Please comment if you have enjoyed it or if you have some more information.
My mother is Hakka that I like to share some Historical Fact: This is a typical Hakka housing in round shape as ‘TU LAU“土楼” they designed it as a community hub as well as a fortress against external invasions. There is no window on the ground floor, just a shared living room, dining and kitchen. The second floor mainly used as a storage (so no window too) The third floor is divided with partitions for privacy, among family, that the only floor with windows – their bedrooms.
There is a water well in the middle of each “Tulou” as a central water source for every family who lives there.
A bamboo hat, called a “cool hat”凉帽”, wrapped in black cloth, it keeps strong sunlight off the face, while allowing air in. female wears 凉帽. Women wear the same pants with wide pant legs as men when working in the field. 客家妇女戴传统的客家帽子,称为“凉帽”
REFLECTIONS
Alone I sit and dream of you, mother, in a room so full of lights, but I didn’t see you with me. Through the door you have opened, the horizons are never too far building bridges over land and sea on a ship that I know you are coming to meet us so far away. The horizons are never far. It is time for you to say goodbye to your parents.
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This is a very interesting recollection of our family history and culture. Thank you for sharing this with us. PoPo was so courageous, determined and resilient. What harsh conditions she endured and I am so happy to have enjoyed being a small part of her life. I have very fond memories of her living with us in Melbourne, waiting patiently for Yau Wei and I to return home from school.
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Is that you Yin Chen? Your remark was sent from as “Anonymous” Maybe you and Wei can ask your mum to tell you more about her parents; where she was born, hospital or home? where she was staying, in the old house of the shop hose? Palm leave shops or concrete shop? She remembers some unusual events to her or her siblings? How old were you when Popo came to visit you and how long she stayed?
Hope to hear from you soon…we plan to write their story when they landed in KB soon.
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What a remarkable story. That shows how difficult and hard life was for people of our parent’s generation. Well done.
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It’s amazing to learn stories of my own great grand mother. Knowing that she is such a brave and strong woman makes me so proud. I remember late po po (Chong Kui Lan) did tell me some stories of her but as I grew older the memory of the stories she told began to blur. Hope they’ll be more posts soon.
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My late Mother Lim Ah Yapp is a Hakka (guests) group traveling out from the North of China to escape internal wars among the different Kings that rule their own Provinces. So the Hakka groups were just like the nomadic traveling gypsy, keep on moving to find a peaceful place further away from the war zone. Every Hakka group were just like a little kingdom, a powerful leader with maybe hundreds of followers consisting all kind of trades engineers for building homes to live and many of them venture out to find jobs, builders, traders, all their earnings were to finance and support the group; most them were males.
Therefore all the women were left at home to look after the children, cooking, washing clothes, cleaning, because they all live in the same common block of a building. Many women have to work out in the field of plantations to feed the group. My late mother had been working out in the field for many years and because of that she was as very strong as the man, but a very depending person take the long journey to Brunei. please get your children to read her story (there is an on-line translation from Chinese to English) so they understand a little more about the family legacy in print that they can refer to whenever the necessity. Sign up to follow us.
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Thank you for sharing these inspiring stories. I have some questions to ask, is there any way that I can contact you maybe via email for these questions?
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[6:22 PM, 7/29/2021] From WhatsApp Miss Susie Koh: This is the best article written by uncle attached with beautiful songs good sound syatem and precious photos to present the historic family with great love
[6:23 PM, 7/29/2021] Susie Koh: Thanks a lot for the sharing
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Received comments from Dr Marcus Chen Yu Wei, Melbourne Victoria, Australia on 16 March 2024 as follows:- ”Hello Uncle See Kui thank you very much for sending these photographs. I have not seen many of these before so thank you I have read the stories of your mum and dad on your website and these have been extremely valuable for us to understand the detailed story of the family history. They are very interesting and well written and make us all feel so grateful for all the hardships they endured to raise the family and allow us all to enjoy the life that we have. Because we do not have as detailed and understanding of our grandparents from my dad’s side this has motivated me to find out the story. Best wishes from Dr Marcus Chen Yu Wei
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