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Japan first seized Taiwan from China in 1895. She then usurped Manchuria. In July 1937, she declared war on China and quickly occupied Beijing and Tianjin. When I was born in November 1937 in Tianjin, the city was still divided into foreign Concessions. However, outside the Concessions, the Japanese were in charge. My family lived in the French Concession, where we were ruled by French citizens under French law. My sister and I attended a French missionary school and were taught by French Catholic nuns. On December 7, 1941, Japan bombed Pearl Harbor and declared war on the USA and Britain. On the same day, Japanese troops marched into Tianjin’s foreign Concessions. Because my father did not wish to collaborate with the Japanese, he took an assumed name and escaped from Tianjin to Shanghai. We joined him there two years later. In 1945, Japan surrendered, and the Second World War was at an end. Chiang Kai-shek was back in charge. His triumph was short-lived because a civil war soon erupted between the Nationalists under Chiang and the Communists under Mao Ze-dong. In 1948, during the height of the civil war, my parents took me from Shanghai back to Tianjin while they themselves went back to Shanghai, and then on to Hong Kong. The Communists won the war and drove the Nationalists out of mainland China to Taiwan. I was the only student left in my school when the Communists commandeered Tianjin. All the other students had escaped. Luckily, I was rescued by an aunt who took me out of school and brought me to Hong Kong. At that time, Hong Kong was still a British colony and my parents

sent me to another Catholic boarding-school. They themselves were hoping that the Americans would help Chiang Kai-shek take back mainland China. The Korean War broke out in 1950, pitching North Korea (aided by Communist China and the Soviet Union) against South Korea (aided by the United Nations). People in Hong Kong were extremely nervous that Communist China would march in from the mainland and occupy Hong Kong. This did not happen. A truce was reached instead and the Korean War ended. I left Hong Kong in August 1952 and went to school in England.

Postscript My life changed dramatically after I went to England. I spent three years in two different English boarding-schools, then entered University College and London Hospital Medical College. It was a wonderful period of my life. The whole world of science was opening up to me. I could not wait to get to classes every morning. Laboratory experiments reminded me of intricate chess games. My opponent was the great ‘unknown’, about to be unmasked. Along the way, there were tantalising clues. After graduation I emigrated to California, USA, and practised as a physician for twenty-six years. Although by then I was very happily married and had two lovely children, I still yearned for my parents’ acceptance. My father died in 1988 but our stepmother Niang prevented us from reading his original will. It seemed as if I would never know if my father had ever wanted me. Two years later, Niang herself passed away. It was then that Third Brother suddenly informed me that I had been unexpectedly and mysteriously left out of our stepmother’s will. I also found out that there had been a conspiracy to hide the truth from me. This discovery, together with my desperate search for my father’s missing will, was like a page torn out of my childhood, when I had been so cruelly punished for speaking out against Niang. Forty years later, it was happening all

over again. You can read all about it in my autobiography, Falling Leaves, which was first published in London in 1997 by Michael Joseph and Penguin Books. I hope you have enjoyed reading Chinese Cinderella.

* My name as used outside the family.

* The French nuns called me Adeline Yen instead of Yen Jun‐ling at St Joseph’s School.

* Paper was invented in China in the year AD 105 by Tsai Lun, a Han Dynasty eunuch who served as an official in the imperial court. A book of Buddhist scriptures printed in the year AD 868 (Tang Dynasty) was discovered by Sir Aurel Stein in 1907. Considered the world’s first complete printed book, it is preserved in the British Museum and is apparently in perfect condition.