I received an email from someone in the Netherlands few weeks ago. “......We often think about you, and we still find you very brave. Is there still no Chinese or Japanese or European who has stolen your heart?” I emailed them back, “I am happy here but there is still no Chinese or Japanese or European who steals my heart.” But now I can tell them I have the one. He has stolen my heart. This is he.
Someone gave me a huge stuffed animal at my birthday last month. It looks like a kind of dog but I’m not sure. Since then I've been sleeping with him every night and found out he is a great comfort to me. I haven't slept with dolls or teddy bears since I was a little girl. I just did not have that habit. But people change. I've just developed a new habit now. I may be a little bit too old for that, but who cares? He is a very loyal bed companion, always by my side. He is very soft and can be my pillow anytime. I put my arms around him and hold it close to my body tightly. Umm, he is so good. Poor thing, he still has no name. I've been thinking about that but nothing comes to my mind. Can anyone give him a cute name?
Well, back to the word in the email, they said I was brave. I think I am now. I have become brave enough to ignore traffic lights. I become brave enough to push other people when I get on a bus. I become brave enough to behave horribly just like the ordinary people here. Only one thing I have not achieved yet is the habit of “hawking and spitting”. They do that all of the time - everywhere. It’s quite hard to avoid these sights and sounds of China. Not only men but women also do this. I was impressed the other day by a young girl who suddenly stopped in the middle of the street and did that in front of her boyfriend. If you come to China, be prepared for lots of people, heaps of noise and “hawking and spitting” continually.