MALAYSIA!
In my toddler years I was a little girl with dark brown hair tied in two symmetrical pig tails, growing up in the city of Ipoh in the country of Malaysia. And then I progressed to my kindergarten years, which were mostly the same thing. I was a little girl in a kindergarten classroom learning one plus one, and enjoying the satisfaction of knowing that two plus two is four. And I was no different from any of the other students in my kindergarten class. Then when I got to primary school, I began to crawl out of the protective shell of my ignorant mind. I began to truly grasp the fact that there’s a world out there waiting for me. I can go explore it later on if I want to, or I can stay here if that be my wish instead. I realized how I was not really confined to the city of Ipoh forever. The doors of the city say goodbye to girls and boys and men and women every year. So I started to think about my future. It was all very blurry, and very fantasy-like and unrealistic. Ther...