St Theresa's Church, Colombo |
I spent a little time with each of Sri Lanka's former colonial masters. In Colombo, I went to mass in St Theresa's church - the parish was under the charge of the Redemptorists. I must admit that I would associate Redemptorists with St Alphonsus rather than St Theresa, but then St Theresa is one of the patron saint of missionaries; so it is a good name for a little church far from the homes of the missionaries themselves. We had an Irish priest giving the sermon, so the missionary spirit is indeed alive and well here. Mass was "organised" the way it was in my childhood - the songs dated from then, and we knelt around the altar to receive communion. The altar boys were dressed all in red. I am still wondering whether it was a local custom or whether there was a special feast day being celebrated.
The Dutch Burgher Union House |
Driving around Colombo, we saw the institutions the British left behind - the Parliament, the old government offices. My friend told me that her husband's parents met because their families were living near each other, in the government officials' quarters.
Beyond Colombo, the old buildings and institutions the British left behind were really evident in Galle, where we visited the old Fort. Built originally by the Dutch, the British fortified it further. These sturdy walls have withstood storms and even the Asian tsunami of 2004 (there was some damage, apparently, but it has since been repaired). Its institutions - the old government offices, the police etc are all here, in addition to the military barracks, and the lighthouse etc. It reminded me a little more of Malacca, rather than Singapore - I suppose that's the combined influence of all three colonial Masters rather than just one. Unfortunately we got here a little late in the day and didn't have the opportunity to have high tea at the posh hotel.
In short, I had left my home behind but found myself in a familiar place on the other side of the Indian Ocean. I do have some family connection to Sri Lanka. My mother's father's sister (my grandaunt) was married to a Ceylonese Burgher, of French descent. He left Ceylon before the war, and came to Singapore where he met my grandaunt. I distinctly remember visiting them every year at Christmas, tagging along behind my parents. I would sit and look at their beautiful Christmas crib with its lovely figurines and eat Sugee cake and Love Cake. So, you can see that the Ceylonese burgher and the Singapore Eurasian indeed lived harmoniously together.
And now that the Sri Lankan civil war has ended, I do hope that the people of different races, languages, religions in this little island can also live harmoniously together. It is time for the rich history and heritage of this lovely island to shine again.
Beyond Colombo, the old buildings and institutions the British left behind were really evident in Galle, where we visited the old Fort. Built originally by the Dutch, the British fortified it further. These sturdy walls have withstood storms and even the Asian tsunami of 2004 (there was some damage, apparently, but it has since been repaired). Its institutions - the old government offices, the police etc are all here, in addition to the military barracks, and the lighthouse etc. It reminded me a little more of Malacca, rather than Singapore - I suppose that's the combined influence of all three colonial Masters rather than just one. Unfortunately we got here a little late in the day and didn't have the opportunity to have high tea at the posh hotel.
Galle Fort |
In short, I had left my home behind but found myself in a familiar place on the other side of the Indian Ocean. I do have some family connection to Sri Lanka. My mother's father's sister (my grandaunt) was married to a Ceylonese Burgher, of French descent. He left Ceylon before the war, and came to Singapore where he met my grandaunt. I distinctly remember visiting them every year at Christmas, tagging along behind my parents. I would sit and look at their beautiful Christmas crib with its lovely figurines and eat Sugee cake and Love Cake. So, you can see that the Ceylonese burgher and the Singapore Eurasian indeed lived harmoniously together.
And now that the Sri Lankan civil war has ended, I do hope that the people of different races, languages, religions in this little island can also live harmoniously together. It is time for the rich history and heritage of this lovely island to shine again.
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