1940 - Peranakan family wedding

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The Generation One foundations of our family and living at our Bedok kampong house began long before we moved in. Here is a glimpse into that first generation in 1940 when our grandmother’s oldest sister’s second daughter got married Peranakan style to a wealthy businessman's son. It was an arranged marriage but the portrait here of the extended family is exquisitely a rare one and very precious to us. Thanks to our older cousin who recently shared this beautiful and amazing photo with us. Seen here is our father as a 10-year old boy front row second from left, standing next to our grandmother (on his left) who is next to her oldest sister (our cousin's grandmother), next to the bride. Our dad's older sister is top row third from left. Top right is our uncle, son of our grandmother’s brother who also moved in to the Bedok kampong house in the mid 1950’s. Notice the eclectic mix of traditional Chinese, Nyonya and western (for the men) wear in the photo.

1940 - A peranakan wedding featuring our aunt as the bride along with our grandmother and her children along with other extended family members


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  1. Rojak Librarian (Peter Pak)19 June 2025 at 07:45

    What a lovely photo ! Thanks for sharing this.

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    1. Dennis Engsoon Tan19 June 2025 at 07:48

      Thanks for the compliments, this was one of the recent rare jaw-dropping finds

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