Viuda de Chekwa
It has been almost two years since I became fascinated with the Chinese culture. So, yep, I call myself a fake Chinese only because in most instances, I often find myself passing as "Chekwa" whether in hotel, another office or to some guy who are somewhat mesmerized by my fake Intsik features (lol!
). In some of my craziest moments, I would sign the guest book as Ann Zhang!
Pat, my friend from China would always give me lectures on their rich culture and often introduce me to new and exciting news about China. So, it was not surprising that whenever I see some "Chekwa" looking guys, they always catch my attention.
Alright, I am not Chinese, but there would be episodes in my mind of Jet Li, chasing those bad guys who tried to harm me…. Or that of me having Zhang Ziyi’s nice asian skin and features.. Jackie Chan is my first love even way before I met Pat. .. Geez, becoming Chinese has slowly became my passion. But there is always one great challenge– learning Mandarin! Ni hao ma is the most that I could remember..
My Chinese friend has left few days ago and now I feel a little stranger in my own land. I feel a slight animosity between my heart and my mind which desires to become Chekwa. I feel like a widow in the midst of all these things.
Viuda de Chekwa…
