To All Unwanted Children.
I have always cherished this dream of creating something unique and imperishable, so that the past should not fade away forever. I know that one I shall die and vanish into the void, but hope to preserve my memories through my writing. Perhaps others who were also unwanted children may see them a hundred years from now, and be encouraged. I imagine them opening the pages of my book and meeting me (as a ten-year-old) in Shanghai, without actually leaving their own homes in Sydney, Tokyo, London, Hing Kong, or Los Angeles. And I shall welcome each and every one of them with a smile and say, "How splendid of you to visit me! Come in and let me share with you my story . . . because I understand only too well that rankling in your heart and what you are going through."
