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Hawker (The)

Country: Canada, Language: English, 2 mins

  • Director: Elisha Lim; Coco Riot

CGiii Comment

There's not much to it...a bit more effort would have been appreciated.

The effort - it seems - went into writing the blurb!


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The(ir) Blurb...

When I was a kid I lived in Singapore. I was miles and years away from my first queer party or shaved haircut or candy pink shirt.

There was a hawker centre near my school. A hawker centre is a working class Asian food court, where people stand on the street frying one dish all day long, and shouting it out loud. One of the hawkers used to sell me my favourite chicken rice. 

Even back then, it was so obvious to me that they were trans. I don't know if they were a boy or a girl, and that was awesome.
 
We're just everywhere. I love the way that sometimes my trans community is so conspicuous. It makes us vulnerable. But it also makes us visible and evident, and to any 12 year old witness. We keep rising up, one undeniable generation after another. That hawker couldn't hide it. Neither could I. I couldn't hide this.

Luckily for me, neither could you. That's how we found each other.