AIBI Watch giveaway and fashion linkup
The school I work at is certainly a very cool place. We just had an activity where we were asked to identify ourselves and write a poem about the subject “WHERE I AM FROM”. The students had just done the same poem so the idea was that we would try to be on the same page as them and understand what they are going through.
I think I surprised my Principal when I told him this assignment was a very painful process for me. Because I am from China and I don’t have the same experiences as others. For instance some of the questions asked about memorable household items or fun family traditions. For me the answer was none of the above for a lot of the questions. Most people I have met that grew up in a place like America simply can’t believe or understand the realities of my childhood. My English still isn’t that good so I wasn’t sure how I could write a poem. But I wrote down all the main points I wanted to talk about and my husband helped me out with the writing. He did a lot of the writing but it’s my poem about my life. I did it for me, not just for the activity. I hoped to get some closure about my childhood and move on. Anyway, here it is:
I was born in China, child number two.
My brother was first, more popular too.
The culture has said that boys are the choice.
Girls like me don’t get a big voice.
Because girls are below and boys are above,
I really don’t feel I got my mom’s love.
When I was young, I was poorer than poor
Straw was our roof and dirt for our floor.
The kitchen was special, it held our one pot.
But we had little food more often than not.
Most days I was hungry, with not much to eat.
Unless you count flies, we rarely had meat.
Money was tight so we couldn’t buy rice.
So my brother and I stole soybeans from mice.
The houses were tiny, the cooking smoke thick.
No dolls and no balls. My toy was a stick.
Winters were cold. Summer hot and bright.
No pets in my house, just mosquitos that bite.
My family had four, my brother Gui Jin.
Mom-Su Mei, Dad-Yan Fu, and me, Gui Ying.
My mom and my dad worked every day.
No time for weekends. No time for play.
Farming and factories, iron and steel.
That was the way we paid for our meal.
It was very important to do the right thing.
We counted on the good luck it would bring.
Never heard of vacation. Hard work’s all we knew.
That’s what I learned. I still think it’s true.
I have trouble relaxing, there’s no time to rest.
From my early beginning, I had to be best.
Both parents were gone so no one was home.
My brother and I were often alone.
He’d try to protect me. Sometimes he would fight.
In my family he’s closest, our bond is still tight.
I played with my friends, but that was hard too.
We moved house so often, every neighbor was new.
Another new month, another new house.
Another new school. But same worn blouse.
When I started first grade there was no one to help.
But I found where to go, and I signed up myself.
Times were quite hard, when I was a kid.
I’ll never forget of the way that we lived.
We didn’t know birthdays or parties like here.
Our one celebration was Chinese New Year.
The only sure time I knew there’d be food.
Some small lucky money. And new clothing too.
The rest of the year was day after day.
Of too much to do for too little pay.
I hated the mud. I hated the dirt.
I hated the way that my feelings would hurt.
When I think of my childhood, I remember my fears.
And the terrible words that came to my ears.
“You’re ugly, you’re stupid, shut up you can’t sing.
Don’t waste time pretending you’ll be anything.”
So I knew sometime later, in several more years.
I’d leave this behind. This place of my tears.
It started with high school, I lived in a dorm.
And being away from home was my norm.
But the tears didn’t stop, I often was sad.
And to make matters worse I now lost my dad.
But I got through high school, university too.
I now was a teacher with a job to do.
But I still didn’t feel my life was my own.
I had to go further. I had to leave home.
I had a big dream, Shanghai was its name.
So I packed my one bag and got on a train.
I showed up alone, no place to stay.
No one to talk to and no way to pay.
But that didn’t stop me. I won’t be held down.
I’d seen a lot worse, than this huge new town.
It was far from easy but I first found a bed.
And then got a job to get myself fed.
I was determined to be a success.
At least not to fail, so no time to rest.
I wouldn’t go home until I could prove,
My decision was good, I’d been right to move.
The years came and went but finally I knew.
Now I could visit, and this time I flew.
After my stay, I went home to Shanghai.
Back at the airport, my family waved bye.
I went back to my home, and made some new friends.
You might be thinking the story now ends.
But over in China the sun also rises.
On days filled with hope and sometimes surprises.
I had a new home, an apartment I loved.
I looked at the river from eight floors above.
I’d sort of accepted it might stay just me.
When I went out to eat with two friends, just us three.
We sat at a table and ordered some food.
Then three men sat beside us, I thought it was rude.
One thing quite different about the big city.
It’s the first place I heard I might just be pretty.
It seemed that one of these men thought so too.
But he was American so what could I do?
I barely knew English so how could we talk.
But after some texts, I agreed to a walk.
It started quite slowly. But before we knew.
I thought I’d stay one. But now we were two.
I’d never fit in, I felt out of place.
But now a big change was right in my face.
Not just a city a few hours by train.
But over the ocean, a day on a plane.
I’d never left China, for even a day.
Now home’s in America and that’s where I’ll stay.
So many things have changed in my life.
I learned how to drive, and learned how to wife.
I learned how to cook the food I love most.
I learned about parties as guest and as host.
I love my new home, my garden and yard.
I love my new job, except when it’s hard.
I still don’t feel safe, often I worry.
I’m slow to relax but I try not to hurry.
I’m still learning English, more all the time.
Now I speak it in dreams so I think I’ll be fine.
I guess those hard times I went through when young.
Have made me the woman that I have become.
You can’t have your now without the before.
You won’t see what’s rich without knowing poor.
I’ve come so far from that place that I hate.
I still can’t believe life could be so great!
This poem pretty much summarized my early life till now. As the poem said, I still can’t believe life could be so great! And getting it all down on paper really has made me feel better. In fact, It’s put me in a giving mood! So what am I going to do about it? I am SO glad you asked! Starting today for the next seven days, I’m running a giveaway so you can win a beautiful watch for yourself or someone close to your heart.
This AIBI watch has become my go-to timepiece. I have worn it pretty much non-stop since I received it. It even blinged up my wrist at a few local fashion events recently. That should give you an idea of how much I love it.
I have a few Movado watches in my collection but lately it seems when I’m choosing my accessories for the special events, somehow I always strap on this AIBI watch. You can see my original review here.
Now AIBI is being very generous! They will give one lucky winner the chance to pick any watch on their website. It will be a great gift to put under the tree or, to heck with giving it away, just spoil yourself a little bit. Why not? It’s not like you’ve been on the naughty list…or…wait a minute, was that you? Oh my, you’d better enter the giveaway for sure, it may be your only hope!
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