I speak four languages. That's just being Malaysian.

And also because of an accident in geography and school choices.

I love this photo by Mega Caesaria of a mural in Ipoh. Murals like these can be found around Malaysia, but especially in Kuala Lumpur, Ipoh and Penang, my hometown.

The first time I realised I had a superpower was when I was living in Australia.

I was at a party where there were mostly Malaysians and Australians, and a lady from China was there. She could only speak Mandarin, so I spoke to her in my not-so-good Mandarin, apologising for my subpar command of the language. She reassured me in the polite way Chinese people do when you're trying your best but not hitting the mark.

Then, a friend from Malaysia came over, and I responded to her in a mix of Malay and English - Manglish, to most of us.

Then another person came over to talk to me, and I joked with her in Hokkien and then switched to English when her Aussie spouse came over.

When I returned to the lady from China, she remarked, "You Malaysians are so amazing!"