A Year and Four Months Later
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I left home with a particular agenda. I wanted to gain
teaching experience, I wanted to see as much of China as I could, and I wanted
to come back fluent in Mandarin. Though I failed miserably on the last goal, I
managed to accomplish the other two with flying colors. But the funny thing
about when you make plans and set goals is that they change over time, and they
evolve. And on this particular trip, I know that in many ways I’ve probably
changed and evolved as well, but I’ll have to wait until I’m back home to
really see if that’s true and to what extent. I didn’t know what to expect in
coming to China, but this is a rambling commentary of the things I’ve observed,
the things I’ve learned, and what will leave a lasting impression on my mind.
First and foremost, China is a great nation. Not only is it
a huge landmass (only Russia, Canada and the U.S. are larger) but it is also
the oldest continual civilization in the world, with its history dating back
more than 4,000 years. It is the most populous nation on earth, and is home to
some of the most impressive and iconic wonders of the world. It is the land of
the Great Wall and the Giant Panda. It is the land of the Forbidden City and a
land where most citizens are forbidden to have more than one child. It is the
land of gunpowder, calligraphy and Confucius. It is a land rich in symbolism
and superstition. Fireworks are still lit to scare away evil spirits, large
stone sculptures of lions, elephants, dragons and other animals still stand
silent guard in front of both old and new buildings. It is a nation in balance,
always practicing the principles of Yin and Yang, always making note of the
Feng Shui.
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Some of us fear it because we don’t know or understand it.
But while other countries are busy with debating, debt and diplomacy, China is
busy doing, doing, doing. True, it’s a terrifying prospect to think about what
will happen if their economic bubble bursts, but for the time being they don’t
seem to be worried about it and instead are focused on building the latest and
the greatest. They tear apart big roads to build bigger ones. They demolish
high rise buildings to erect higher ones. They are masters at imitating or
copying things that other people have invented and created, and are constantly busy
trying to improve upon all of the things they have recently mastered. While
other countries are busy trying to just stay afloat, China is busy trying to be
Number One.
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Because I want to be a teacher when I return the U.S., I am constantly looking at things from the perspective of a potential educator. This experience has made several things clear to me. We learn what we think is relevant to us. History is subjective. There is so much worth knowing in the world that nobody could ever possibly learn it all. Perhaps most pertinent to me is that as the world shrinks due to technology, it is becoming increasingly important to be familiar with other cultures and histories. Maybe China and other Asian countries had a limited relevance in my life prior to this experience, but they will always be important to me now.
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But in spite of the trouble China sometimes threw at me, I know it was a valid and invaluable experience. I’ve learned so much about myself, about the Chinese culture and about life in general. I’ve learned that people may look different, speak different languages and have different customs, but generosity, kindness and friendship are universal. The feeling you get from being around people who care about you and care about others will always warm you on cold days. The world is filled with wonderful, kind hearted people. There will always be some bad apples no matter where you go, but it’s comforting to realize that certain outlooks and philosophies exist everywhere but that they may just go by different names in different lands.
When I saw a rainbow in Dali, it gave me the same sense of
hope as it would if I had seen it back home. When I saw the sun rise over misty
peaks of Huangshan, it gave me the same sense of serenity and awe that I would
get if I saw it rise from behind the jagged Cascades in Seattle’s backyard. And
so, though I find it difficult to say goodbye to China and the people who touched
my life and the experiences I had there, in the words of Carol Sobieski and
Thomas Meehan from Annie, “How lucky
I am to have something that makes saying goodbye so hard.”