hooh,. finally, i have decided to write something informal in this well used blog. Well not everything written here is really formal but it would probably be nice to write something that is outside the purpose of the creation of this blogger.
it is quite an achievement for me to finish reading a pocket book. Just because, it is certainly not normal.
My main purpose in reading the book was just to ride on with the conversations with my friends. They’ve talked about this certain book that was long overdue to be returned in the library. And they talked about the contents too. It was quite interesting, i thought. The title is, “Falling Leaves” by Adeline Yen Mah. I also remember the cover of the book with jun-ling’s(Adeline’s Chinese name) photo with her brothers and sisters. I had no regrets.
The next day, I went to the library and borrowed the book. I was more interested when i read the text printed on the photo overlapping the child. It says, “A memoir of an unwanted Chinese Daughter”. In the first few pages, I have learned about a few history of her family which was attached to the history of China. One familiar topic was also mentioned, the Chinese footbinding tradition. It was my topic when i made my very first term paper during my 4th year in high-school. Every experience was very haunting. In fact, it made me think how lucky i was with this very imperfect life i have. Close to crying, i slept with her story lingering on my bothered mind. It was pretty confusing too. I had lots of hanging questions which will perhaps, be answered only when i finish reading the whole context.
3 days passed. i finished. Damn! I was satisfied! Actually, more than satisfied. Except for skipping washing the dishes, Reading yen mah’s story made me understand how life can be so unkind to you. Although she belonged to a very rich family, It was never a reason for her to live a very comfortable life the way i have imagined rich people should experience. It was clear that she learned a lot from what she has. Not the rich family, but the experiences she had when she was still a child. It was surely memorable perhaps, traumatic for her. Makes me say, she deserves everything that she has achieved and deserves more in the coming years.
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