The Beginning

I call him Papa.

We, in this branch of the Mui family, owe our existence to this wonderful man. His name is Mui Chee Yin. He is the ninth child of the third wife of my grand-father in China.

As a child growing up in Kow Kong Choon (Nine Streams Village) near Canton, in the Province of Canton, he was a happy child. Grand father's family owns a fish farm. They would have been pretty well off. With the large number of children in the family, my grandfather was not able to keep everyone clothed and fed. When Papa was nine years old, the decision was made to sell him off to a far away rubber plantation.

Papa was put on a Chinese junk that sailed down the Pearl River, out to the South China Sea, down to Singapore, up the Straits of Malacca, and finally landed near Ipoh. He endured three months of heavy seas, getting sea sick most of the time, before he finally landed. He was then brought to the (unknown where) rubber plantation, where he began his new life, alone in Malaya.