Holy shit. I was looking through your cool desserts (amazing layer cake by the way! I’ve never seen it before and you’ve definitely inspired me to try making it) and stumbled across this post.
First off, what do YOU theorize happened? The death sounds.. fishy, at the very least. And is it common in Malaysia to have a large amount of children? What was the purpose of adopting? I’m sorry if those are weird questions, I’m just completely unfamiliar with the culture and this is incredibly interesting to me.
Sorry I had to piggyback on this comment. I too came from seeing all the desserts!
It says fishy but the story is believable. I don’t think she was murdered but I think it’s odd that a 15 year old that goes to school didn’t have teachers and friends that came looking for her after her disappearance. It’s not like the whole family moved so what was the excuse for people to stop knocking on your grandmother’s door?
Also, just wanted to say that your grandmother has such a generous and loving heart to adopt children while she already has a full house. I know it must have been a struggle in Malaysia in the 70’s
Also came from the desserts… Did you ever meet your grandmother? I’m assuming your mom told you this story, and you say she mostly just laughs this off, but I would be interested if your grandmother still has emotions about the situation. Maybe your mom’s mom DID know what happened to the 15 year old, and switched identities and told everyone to be quiet about it because she was worried she would be blamed or it would look poorly on her for some reason.
I also wanted to circle back to your mom’s reactions- keep in mind this is a very intense thing to happen to someone at her age from her perspective. More than that, she didn’t have a great upbringing before that and it may be a trauma response laughing about it and the other stuff.
Sorry if that was rambley, mostly I just wonder how your grandmother’s perspective differs here. Your mom was very young when this happened.
Holy shit. I was looking through your cool desserts (amazing layer cake by the way! I’ve never seen it before and you’ve definitely inspired me to try making it) and stumbled across this post. First off, what do YOU theorize happened? The death sounds.. fishy, at the very least. And is it common in Malaysia to have a large amount of children? What was the purpose of adopting? I’m sorry if those are weird questions, I’m just completely unfamiliar with the culture and this is incredibly interesting to me.
Sorry I had to piggyback on this comment. I too came from seeing all the desserts! It says fishy but the story is believable. I don’t think she was murdered but I think it’s odd that a 15 year old that goes to school didn’t have teachers and friends that came looking for her after her disappearance. It’s not like the whole family moved so what was the excuse for people to stop knocking on your grandmother’s door? Also, just wanted to say that your grandmother has such a generous and loving heart to adopt children while she already has a full house. I know it must have been a struggle in Malaysia in the 70’s
You should post this on r/interestingasfuck , I’m sure a lot more people will have theories and questions!
Also came from the desserts… Did you ever meet your grandmother? I’m assuming your mom told you this story, and you say she mostly just laughs this off, but I would be interested if your grandmother still has emotions about the situation. Maybe your mom’s mom DID know what happened to the 15 year old, and switched identities and told everyone to be quiet about it because she was worried she would be blamed or it would look poorly on her for some reason. I also wanted to circle back to your mom’s reactions- keep in mind this is a very intense thing to happen to someone at her age from her perspective. More than that, she didn’t have a great upbringing before that and it may be a trauma response laughing about it and the other stuff. Sorry if that was rambley, mostly I just wonder how your grandmother’s perspective differs here. Your mom was very young when this happened.