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• The Games between the Police and Others

  2008-5-10

  The Games between the Police and Others

   

  I go across several blocks on my way to City Stadium everyday. I often meet some police patrolling there. In some cases, I would study them when they come into sight. One of dreams from my childhood was to be a soldier, maybe their presence wakes up my old dream on that account.

   

  After a time of my observing, in general, I discover that there are two figures in police. One is too fat, the other is thin.

   

  Generally speaking, more stripes and stars on the military uniform, higher ranks he wears, then richer and fatter he gets; nevertheless, compare to that, the ranks are thinner and poorer. Of course, most of them are better off than common people. It’s a wonder that, as police, in stature, they nearly have nothing but body fat and bones.

   

  I’m wondering if they each would beat up a ruffian or thug single-handed; after all, some of criminals are big and muscular. Not all cats can catch mice; even some of cats dread to face mice without aid or fellows. Yet it’s a natural for a cat to catch mice. But in man’s world, in some cases, between the police and offenders or some people, there is a game, a show, a play or a deal. Certainly, it’s not a problem of just one nation, it’s a universal one. And the game is on every day.

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• Giving Me Some Personal Space

  2008-5-06

  Giving Me Some Personal Space

   

  I was running at the City Stadium this morning. A man, about twenty four, was running with me shoulder to shoulder.

   

  All of sudden he said: “Hi, man!

  “Well, hi!” said I offhand.

   

  You may think only of that as an average start for some conversation. The truth is, that was the start of my misfortune.

   

  Have you ever been tired of someone who kept badgering you all day long to meet his requests? Have you ever been surrounded by a flock of wasps buzzing around and not able to get out of the way? Did you say: “Get out of here, buddy!”? If it just happened to you, how would you feel?

   

  I stopped to stretch body and exercise, so did him, whom I was not bothered with so far. It seemed to me that it was normal for two strangers talking a little with each other. I mean I talked a little bit. Nothing was showing that we had some things in common. He was not the man, one of the soul mates I found.

   

  I would not mind if I could have one more friend. To my disappointment, just like the shadow of mine, he followed me and sat close by my side when I was resting on the steps. How he was so dying to express himself that I seldom interrupted him out of politeness. But he  spoke too much, and too much is too much. It was really difficult to stand the loudspeaker broadcasting nonsense around your ears all the way.

   

  As he was excitedly chattering on the world and his life without considering my feeling, I just continued on in silence. If I could speak some words came with disgust. I said, “Oh, yeah, come on, wow, gee, boy, goddddddd!”

   

  I guess no people in their right mind could bear listening to his endless preaching. To make things worse, when he spoke to me, he reached his neck so close to me and, endlessly, squawking. Above all things, he was wearing some kind of perfume. I hated it. The mixed smell of perfume and sweat was so stifling that my respiration became difficult, which brought me to the edge of passing out.

   

  Close your eyes and imagine you are in the situation, and you know how bad it is! Oops, it’s toooooooooo bad, indeed. So I’d got to get rid of it by cooking up a story. Yet, at the moment, I knew not what to say! I mean I never intended to put him on the spot by some sharp remarks.

   

  With a faint smile, I rose to my feet before he finished his talk and said, “Oh, man, don’t you wanna walk around, I wanna do it for a while.” Without his permission, I went away!

   

  He said, in stunned silence, “Oh, yeah! Well, see you next time!”

  “You are about to leave! Ok, see you!” said I. And I dared not to say: “NEXT TIME.”

   

  The golden and warm light of dawn seeped down from the leaves of trees above. I breathed a sigh of relief when he was out of my sight! Perhaps out of sight, out of mind. Now I was able to free my heart and enjoy the nature given by God.

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• Does it still make sense

  2008-5-02

  Does it still make sense

   

  The other day I received an email from the director of a newspaper of Hongkong who is in charge of affairs of Southwest China. I was told to phone him as soon as possible if I had read it. I had no idea of his aim, even was a bit shocked for I almost forgot him since I left and have engaged in my own things.

   

  For a while, I hesitated, and the scenes when I was working for him came back to me completely. He was once familiar to me, and now strange. One way or another, I made him a call.

   

  He told that he lost track of me since I went away. At last he managed to find a classmate of mine and got my email address. He asked me to go back to work for the newspaper in Hongkong or rather for him. For the first three-month, my salary was about three hundred dollars each month, and four hundred after that.

   

  I refused his kindness. On the one hand, the pay was not very good for me. I would only be able to deposit some chicken feed after the cost of living had been taken out of my salary. On the other hand, I’ve been busy living my dream, if I gave it up by half to do other things, perhaps I would get regret for my whole life. I don’t wanna give up my big plans of my life for other stuff. I would like to listen to my inner voice so I know what I need the most for my future.

   

  Above all things, I don’t wanna work for the boss like a viper who speaks sweet words and break his words.

   

  One year ago, for a time I was working for the director with great passion and expectations. As a newspaper trainee, I tried so hard to start campaigns, write stories, interview the people involved in news and other stuff for the newspaper without pay, while he was in Hongkong. He told me that he would pay me a little for my work and gave me the certification of internship which was so important for me when I was going to leave college in the last year.

   

  Well, he gave me nothing. And now he spoke to pay me more if I’m willing to go back to work, and he can give the certification of internship any time if I need. But does that work for me now; does it still make sense when the time and the dream are not there any more.

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• Tell Me Why

  2008-4-21

  Tell Me Why

   

  Our motherland is developing healthily, rapidly, powerfully as you can see. In politics, we have a stronger voice; in economy, we have more money, we have more “Made-in-china”; in culture, we have set up two hundred ten Confucius Institutes in sixty-four countries and regions until July of two thousand seven and the two numbers are increasing.

   

  We have made more and better achievements in different fields in thirty years of reform and opening-up. Now China has become one of international stages from the ashes of wars. Of course, compared to some of the western countries, we still have a long way to go, we still have to learn from Russia, France, the United States, Japan and something. We would be one of superpowers one day, and we believe we will. Japan just took more than twenty years to become economic big power from the ruins of the World War Two, which, I think, is the best example for us.

   

  We have flying man Liu Xiang, some people say it’s a miracle, but we have reason to believe that China has and will have more miracles.

   

  My fellow-men and I have great expectation for our country and we each have been trying so hard to do our own work and uniting under the five-star red flag to face all trouble. However, now I’m a little bit troubled by the unfair actions of very few western media, politicians, groups and something. They take Darfur, human rights, the 14^th Dalai Lama and other stuff for excuses by design to suppress China and interfere in its internal affairs . What they have been doing are unjust, unreasonable, evil, decided by their imagination not the truth. They say, like a dictator of the world, China is wrong here and wrong there, without seeing China’s progress.

   

  Recently, the host Jack Cafferty of CNN, said on April ninth, that “So I think our relationship with China has certainly changed. I think they’re basically the same bunch of goons and thugs they’ve been for the last 50 years.” What he said can not defame China, but just proves him the evilest thug. If I may say so, Jack Cafferty, shame on you, your bad behavīor brings shame on the United States. Yet, to make matters worse, there are still more “Jack Cafferty.”

   

  What we need is a bridge, not a wall. However, why do they or some of the advanced western countries suppress China? Is it because China not only is the biggest socialist country but also developing very rapidly? Is China a threat to the developments of those people’s counties?  Tell me why, please! I’m pretty looking forward to your reply. Thanks so much!

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• Fight like a Soldier

  2008-4-17

  Fight like a Soldier

   

  I stretched my body, ran two kilometers, did thirty push-ups and sit-ups and other stuff, which I did almost everyday in the morning. After it was done, I stopped to sit on the stairs in the City Stadium.

   

  The young girl, about 13, who I just got acquainted with two days ago, came up to me and asked if I was a soldier since I often wore camouflage coat.

   

  Her question brought back to my mind one dream of my childhood. The moment I recalled the scene of wearing a military cap given by my father and shooting a toy gun at my fellows when I was a child, I felt proud and excited and happy as I used to feel back then.

   

  There was only a great dream to be a great soldier in my imagination as a little boy. The sight of police or police cars every time made me hot-blooded and strengthened my desire to go for my dream. I just thought that they had guns, got respect and power, could do what others were not able to; they were big potatoes who I admired too much.

   

  In order to realize my dream, a big decision was made to stop smoking after thinking it over because my father said you could only be a tall and strong soldier if you were nonsmoker. I have to say here that I once was a horrible smoker, who, once in a while, stole chicken feed from my father’s clothes while he was sleeping, in spite of a little boy who was about eight, not mature enough to smoke like an adult. In any case, I gave it up for my high-minded dream.

   

  The recollection of childhood was still abiding with me, but the ship’s gone. My dreams have been changing with my age and the living standard in different times. Life is tough for most people, certainly, including me. Sometimes you have to adjust yourself to new situations and give up something, even are forced by circumstances to do other things. Though I won’t be a great soldier of my childish dream, I’m so proud for what I did. From that time I’ve ever not smoked and drunk, I did if I must do. Above all things, though I won’t be a great soldier, in some way I could’ve been a soldier in my heart and I will fight for my life like a soldier for ever.

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