They call me Bruce

Dear Master Lee, Countless nights I've spent praying to wakeup with your strength and martial arts capabilities. You had a screen presence like no other at the time. For as a Chinese-Canadian growing up in urban Toronto, there was clearly a lack of Asian role models in the media. Decades earlier, the only sightings on any screen, we were usually cast as obedient servants with accented English or crazed cooks wielding butcher knives. Heck, we weren't even given the (dis)honour of being cast as gangsters/mafia/street fighters yet. But that was all changed, thanks solely to you, Master Lee. You embodied not… whaddup?