The author informs you at the onset: "This book is written in Singlish...", the patois spoken in modern Singapore, a mixture of languages as long as the country's history of colonial influences- English, Chinese, Mandarin, Cantonese etc.. Where was the translation, I wondered, for those words so obviously specific to the patois? After trying to decipher, translate, decode and struggling a bit with the first few chapters, I suddenly found myself flowing with sentences that ended with "lah", a Singapore version of the Canadian "eh". I was hearing a rhythm so familiar to that of the large communities of Canadian Chinese speaking native tongues in my part of the country that the voice of Jazzy became almost musical.