When the plane in Minneapolis took off, I was hit with a lot of emotion – happiness, excitement, nervousness, reprieve, and even sadness. I was happy because an adventure had just begun, but I also suddenly felt sad because the realization kicked in that I was finally returning to the country of my birth. I thought to myself, “I am going back and my birthparents don’t even know.” They don’t know I will be in Beijing, learning Mandarin and Chinese culture. They don’t know the work I’ve put into this moment. They don’t know any of my fears or aspirations. They know nothing about me, and I know nothing about them. Continue reading
For a class project, I created a Chinese blog on weibo http://www.weibo.com/p/1001603738125783453499
It’s a great feeling to be able to express some of my thoughts in Chinese, even if it’s at an elementary level. I am also happy to share my adoption story with my Chinese teachers and peers, since they often do not know about international adoptees.
There was quite a lot of sightseeing this week, including a traditional opera, Tiananmen Square, the Forbidden City, and the Summer Palace. Continue reading
Many of the students visited an art district in Beijing, but there were mixed reviews of the place. Later, we had the midterm before heading off for a weekend trip in An’yang! Continue reading
I’ve been so busy with homework, but I’ve fortunately been able to see an acrobatics show, visit the Beijing Zoo, and hike along the Great Wall. Continue reading
Class is tough, but the food is delicious! Continue reading