Ada

‘The ideal is for women's legs to be as thin as paper’. Primary care doctor Ada (32) from Hong Kong is doing her PhD in Amsterdam on Alzheimer's disease. She is part of the eighteen percent of expats living in our capital. Ada talks about sexism in East Asia, and the new freedom she experiences in The Netherlands.
From the interview:
'I have been swimming since the age of four. That's a lot easier with short hair, so I cut it off. As a child, I was a tomboy. Once, at the bakery, they took me for a boy. I thought that was funny, and it made me feel good. When I was ten, I started playing rugby. I was a natural. Later, I played for the Hong Kong youth team. Every Sunday morning I played rugby for three hours in the sun. I was covered in bruises and scars, and I gained quite a lot of muscle.
My father, who is very loving, didn't think that was right for a girl. The standard is that a girl's skin should be as white and smooth as a boiled egg. My mother always said, "You can do whatever you want", but still advised me to cover those muscular legs. In fact, in East Asia the ideal is for a woman's legs to be as thin as paper. That is considered elegant.
Young girls don't realize that boys and men find them attractive. Suddenly, you're prey: you enter a room, and something unpleasant happens. I was assaulted, and I had no idea how to protect myself from it. When I sought help afterwards, I was humiliated.
That experience, as well as all those negative remarks about my body, threw me off balance. I was never sweet and polite, and didn't care about looking nice. As a teenager, that became problematic at times because I just didn't fit in. Groups of girls were pretty scary to me. They could suddenly exclude someone for no reason. I was tough, which was unusual. Some lesbian girls liked me for that very reason.
I attended an excellent high school where study, obedience and politeness were essential. Fortunately, I loved sports; that's where I found friends. Unfortunately, I suffered sexual violence there too. My self-image got even worse. For me, being a tomboy was a way to say "no". I tried to hide my breasts and to not look feminine at all. I was angry at everything and everyone.'
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