MY WIFE AND I WENT TO A NEW CHINESE RESTAURANT, WHICH WAS QUITE GOOD, I COMPLIMENTED THE STAFF, AND ON THE WAY OUT PICKED UP THIS STORY.
My name is YUN, but most people call me Angela. I was born in a small village outside the town of Shan Xi. I grew up with my older sister and younger brothers. We were so poor, no one cared how many children we had. The poor have many children so the parents have someone to take care of them when they are older.
It doesn't always work out like that. Many times no matter how many children you have or how hard you work, you always seem to be just getting by.
No on cares for the poor. No one sees us, for there are so many of us that we can not hide. No one understands what it is like to get by on a day to day basis. That is why I had to write this to let people know what life is like in China if you are not rich; and almost all of us are not rich.
When I say rich, you have to understand that even the poor in the USA are richer than the poor in China. When we come here, we find it amazing that people only work 8 hours a day. In China, when you are poor, after 8 hours, you are ready for your lunch break.
No one likes this of course....When I first came here 8 years ago, I was extremely happy to work like I had worked back home because I knew that when I came home I could bathe! The water just came and came and it was even HOT! This was very exciting to me! I was very happy.
Is strange...No one would ever abandon the ones they love and travel across the ocean to find a new life unless they knew they were going to succeed. You must know I love my children, they are my very soul, I dearly love my parents, they are very hard workers, very loving, but very tired. I send them as much money as I can every month to buy clothes and food for my children.
It was a hard decision; but in my heart I knew it was worth it. My life is a living sacrifice, I suffer so they may live.
Many of my fathers generation have suffered poverty their whole life and many are gone. Often the elderly are found hanging in the rafters early in the mornings, having committed suicide so as not to become a burden to their family any longer. I do not want to see my parents this way. I do not want my children to grow up watching me do that, that is why I am here.
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My name is YUN, but most people call me Angela. I was born in a small village outside the town of Shan Xi. I grew up with my older sister and younger brothers. We were so poor, no one cared how many children we had. The poor have many children so the parents have someone to take care of them when they are older.
It doesn't always work out like that. Many times no matter how many children you have or how hard you work, you always seem to be just getting by.
No on cares for the poor. No one sees us, for there are so many of us that we can not hide. No one understands what it is like to get by on a day to day basis. That is why I had to write this to let people know what life is like in China if you are not rich; and almost all of us are not rich.
When I say rich, you have to understand that even the poor in the USA are richer than the poor in China. When we come here, we find it amazing that people only work 8 hours a day. In China, when you are poor, after 8 hours, you are ready for your lunch break.
No one likes this of course....When I first came here 8 years ago, I was extremely happy to work like I had worked back home because I knew that when I came home I could bathe! The water just came and came and it was even HOT! This was very exciting to me! I was very happy.
Is strange...No one would ever abandon the ones they love and travel across the ocean to find a new life unless they knew they were going to succeed. You must know I love my children, they are my very soul, I dearly love my parents, they are very hard workers, very loving, but very tired. I send them as much money as I can every month to buy clothes and food for my children.
It was a hard decision; but in my heart I knew it was worth it. My life is a living sacrifice, I suffer so they may live.
Many of my fathers generation have suffered poverty their whole life and many are gone. Often the elderly are found hanging in the rafters early in the mornings, having committed suicide so as not to become a burden to their family any longer. I do not want to see my parents this way. I do not want my children to grow up watching me do that, that is why I am here.
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