Virtual China '98
Day 1: Perspective from a kid with a water buffalo.
By: Paul LEE
Today, when I was walking my water buffalo home, I saw a group of people standing around and picking up their bikes. They were wearing red T- shirts and I noticed one very short guy who was even shorter than me. Especially his hair was all gone and I didn’t know what he have done to them. He was trying to ask me some questions and take some photos but I hid behind my water buffalo and walked away since I thought he really looked like a psycho. Some kids in the group had large bikes that didn’t fit their body size and some had really small ones that their legs were stuck against the gear of the bike. It was raining so hard and I was wondering how they could bike in the rain. Thunder was scaring me I just wanted to hurry back home.
Anyway back to the bald guy story. I was looking at him to closely, I tripped over a rock and accidentally killed my water buffalo. His face was stuck inside the rice field and all dirty. I was crying and crying and I made a grave for him on my front field. Then I saw the group of people I saw before. They were laughing at each other and cheering each other. I wondered if they could make the practice ride because it was actually pouring like I was taking shower. I hurried home and thought about the bald guy again, laughing and giggling. I sounded like they were teasing me about the buffalo’s death. I hated the bald guy the most because he was running away from the other bald guy and sticking his tongue out, really long.
Well, that’s it for today. Still I haven’t tell my mom about the buffalo’s.
Day 1: Perspective From A Ferry Captain
By: Kenneth Yu
Well, today I had a big group of red-shirted students (supposing from Hong Kong International School) board my ship very noisily and fussily, about what seats they were sitting in and all that. But since the second floor of this ship was quite not crowded, the teachers got all the kids up to the 2nd floor, where they immediately made themselves comfortable with the cards, board games, and even a video, which they had brought. Then guess what? One of these kids came up to me and asked if they could put on their own video, instead of the Chinese films that we have, and to quiet them down and to try to be nice, I put it on and all of them suddenly quieted down, sat down, watched the video, which was about the only time I got a peaceful break. As soon as the video was over, however, all of the kids started to get noisy again and I was about to go to them and tell them to shut up, but right at that moment, a teacher told them to quiet down and so I didn’t have to. So after that, most of the rest of this 4-hour ride was peaceful and not that noisy, which was good. And so this ferry ride was very special to me, because kids with bright red T-shirts on that crowd onto this ferry are not that common.
Day 1: Perspective of the bicycle
By: Celil Topcubasi
The truck was dark and I was pushed against all the other bikes in the back. The truck slowed down and the doors opened and we got the first glimpse of the sunlight. Since I was in the back, I thought it was sunny. But it was a dull rainy weather. I was the color yellow and I saw that a red colored T-shirt boy come towards me. He looked at my tires and suddenly hopped on. OUCH! That really hurt my back. Before I knew it, I was following other boys and girls wearing more red T-shirts. There was a man in the back who kept on yelling, and when he did I was drawn to the edge of the road. All this time I was in the rain. The road was filthy. It was covered with dog poo. The boy on me had a raincoat on so the did not get wet.
When the rain stopped the boy on me started to slow down. Pretty soon we were loosing his friends and I was worried. As others passed by, they started to laugh and make other mean things. I felt insulted. When we really got left behind, the other group behind us passed and the kid started to gain his speed. After a long day of riding, we caught up with the original group and were loaded back on to the truck.
Perspective of Truck Driver
By: Sean Wong
Hello there! Today, I was walking along the muddy road when I encountered some kids coming from Hong Kong. These kids were all from a school called Hong Kong International School. These kids seemed very nice. One of these kids called Sean even came to me and we had a conversation. He asked me some very interesting question about my life. He asked me three questions. No.1, What do you do when you are doing your job? No.2, when you go to Hong Kong, where do you stay at night? No.3, do you like your job?
I told him that I was a truck driver that delivered vegetables and fruits to Hong Kong. The drive from my boss’s office to the Hong Kong border was around 6 hours. I usually drove on a dirt path along a river, then on to a highway, once on the highway; you are on the highway that connects to the Hong Kong border.
When I get to Hong Kong, it’s usually about 5:30 at night and I have no time to go back to Kai Ping, therefore I stay with my family in Hong Kong. On the next day, I get up at 6:30 and drive my truck back to Kai Ping. When it comes to my job, I can tell you I love it because I just love to drive. Well, I have to go and hope you kids enjoy your time here in China. See you all later!
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