“Instinct told me that men didn’t like wives cleverer than them. Even my beloved Peng Choon, wonderful husband that he was, liked to think of himself as the smarter of us two, which for the sake of peace I allowed. What he said told me all I needed to know – ‘Ai-yahh! That is rubbish-lah! You talk just like a woman!’, as if talking like a woman were such a terrible affliction.”
