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As for my parents, I have a longer story. My biological parents still live in Chongqing, China where my hometown is. My mother visited me in San Francisco for half a year in 1998. While she was in San Francisco, my American parents from Beavercreek, Ohio came here to join us for one week in the city. All of us enjoyed the time. In addition to the Bay Area, I took her to Los Angeles, Las Vegas, Philadelphia, and New York City for a visit. We had great time with Cherchie and Paula in Philadelphia.
There are a few people I considered as a part of my family. They treated me as their own child that I think they are my parents. Martha met me in Chongqing, China in Spring of 1988 while she was on a tour to China with her Mills College Alumnae Group led by Jade Snow Wong. With her network connection, I got to know Bob and Lorraine Wagley who hosted me for three years while I was at Wright State University in Dayton, Ohio. They helped me tremendously to adapt the new environment and to succeed in America. What they tought me in this years could not be described in a few paragraphs. They are the treasures of my life. The followings are some of the fun stories with them: It was my second month in America, and they got to know that I had never been to a Salad Bar. They took me to a Salad Bar in Kettering, Ohio. I found out it was like buffet and I could get all those good stuffs. After I got my goodies and came back to the table, they looked at each other with strange facial expressions. I asked: "what's wrong?" My mom (Lorraine) asked: "are you Chinese and from China?" "Yes, of course." I answered. They began to laugh. They said: "we don't think you are Chinese because you didn't get any rices at all." I looked at my plate. They were right. All my goodies were beef, chicken, and french fries, not even vegetables. Then I said: "You know I got enough rice and vegetables in China. Now I want to change a little bit. Chickens are one of the most expensive meat in China." |
I never learnt how to ride bicycle in China. We went to a picnic in a park near Dayton. My dad (Bob) and my brother Shawn were trying to teach me how to ride bike. After a while, they released from back seat so that I could go by myself. It seemed that I got it right away. I was riding fine in the lot. Then I was passing by my mom, and she waived to me and said: "you are doing fine." I smiled and waived back. The very next thing I knew was that I ran into a parked car and falling down to the ground while I was waiving to her. The hardest part was to stop them laughing.
Cherchie Nason and Paula Stolz opened my views on New York City and some other eastern parts of the United States. With their generous sponsership, I could visit New York City, Greenwich (Connecticut), Philadelphia, and Washington D.C. in the summer of 1993. These two sisters have a wonderful family in Pennsylvania. I got a special treat while I was there.
When my mother was here in the United Sates, I took her to visit Cherchie and Paula. They were thrilled by her. We had wonderful time with them and their family.
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