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The Trip To My Parent's Village In China

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My trip to China in June 1999 was one of the greatest experiences of my life. We landed at the airport in Hong Kong. The airport itself is a modern wonder of architecture. The awesome dimensions of the passenger room were my first overwhelming realization of the existing and forthcoming successes of the great country of China.Most people go to Hong Kong in order to purchase cheaper things like perfumes, cameras, sporting goods, etc. I preferred to take the tours and enjoy the sightseeing of the beautiful city.We took the boat in Hong Kong for Taishan. Taishan is the city closest to my village Hazardon. The trip to Taishan was a most memorable one. It is a tropical and exotic itinerary. There were boats of all forms and sizes. There were sails of all forms and sizes. There were banana trees and trees with exotic fruits. I saw beautiful colors on the ground and in the skies. I was fascinated with the people that I met on the Australian-made boat.Taishan is a 3-hour trip from Hong Kong by boat. My uncle Mugau and my cousins Galai and Gaffe picked us up at the port. We all got on the old minibus for the final leg of our trip: Taishan-Hazardon. The road to Hazardon was my first experience of rural China. I now realized for sure that I was in a quite different and highly interested country. I couldn't help observing the poverty and the miserable living conditions of many people. However, I also started noticing how happy and joyful they were. They get so enthusiastic with so little.My first interesting observation about the final stretch to the village is the way the other villages were arranged. They have all been built along the long road in a very organized and distinguishable way. The entrance to any village is through a beautiful gate. All these gates are lined up along the road. It is virtually impossible to miss your village. The gate to my village is very tall and colorful. It also faces the gorgeous green rice fields. A deep green that I have never seen before the United States. Our old house is very close to the gate. Like most other houses in the village, it is built on a tiny little street about 5 feet wide. I have never seen such a small street before. The houses are also very close. In the spaces between them I saw chickens laying eggs.The people of Hazardon are poor and needy. Some of them are so poor that had nothing else to offer us than a tiny cup of warm water. They are extremely friendly in their own way. They are aloof and cautious. They do not shake hands and they do not use any gestures when they meet you. They were continuously laughing when they realized that I wanted to shake hands with everybody.I visited the old tower that was used for the...

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