I grew up in abject poverty without running water and electricity on a rubber plantation in Malaysia. I had to travel 18 kilometres to school and studied at night under a kerosene lamp. Life was very hard but was about to get harder, despite the opportunity to come to Australia. Here I initially failed at university and at trying to make a living in a culture that was not that friendly to immigrants back then. It was a dark time but my father told me “Son, you must never give-up. The darkest night brings the brightest dawn.” His words pulled me from the brink and I have never given up since.

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