I am a potato!

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I just realised that all these years, I'm surrounded by Chinese literature. Seated at my father's Windows 98 PC, I'm right beside a bookshelf filled with Chinese books. The number of Chinese books in this house is by the hundreds, but I can't even read past a proper sentence in the daily Lian He Zao Bao. And yet they say that your surroundings are supposed to affect the course of your life.

Just so you know, my father's a Chinese Physician, thus I have books with remedies for aplenty of illnesses, but I don't know how to read any of them. And my mother reads cheem Chinese history stuff. She prides herself for not touching any of those Chiong Yao things.

Help me.