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Some 7000 miles away from our native San Diego, there lies a little village called Xiaomi. It\u2019s quiet, almost eerily so, composed of only a few winding streets and surrounded by farmland. You can walk in from one end and out the other in fifteen minutes, bookended by acres of greenery and reddish-ochre dirt. Every building in the town is run-down to some degree: building facades are stained or cracked, the streets are perpetually wet from not just rain, and odds and ends are piled on the ground outside doors. But every few days, this often-ghostly place bursts into uproarious life with a fairytale-like market as people from a several-mile radius flock to the center of town. Tents spring up to shade villagers hawking their wares\u2014all manner of locally grown fruits and vegetables, spices and herbs, chickens and ducks, boots and clothing. The streets become so crowded that it\u2019s near impossible for a car to drive through, and the air is ripe with yelling and honking. This is where I lived for two weeks the summer of 2017.<\/p>\n

That summer, a group of nine students from five different schools in San Diego traveled to Jiangxi, a southeastern province of China. We were brought together by the Youth Care Club, a student-run branch of the larger non-profit American Chinese Culture and Education Foundation whose joint-coordinated fundraisers sponsor the education of underprivileged children in rural China\u2014children that we, dazed and spoiled American teenagers, were going to visit. Here was the plan: a group of high schoolers and select chaperones would travel to rural China in the summer to meet some of the people there, to teach children English and have them teach us what their lives were like. We had volunteered to help out at two different \u7559\u5b88\u513f\u7ae5\u4e50\u56ed (loosely translated: orphanages for kids who aren\u2019t technically orphans but whose parents are working in the big city and left their children behind to be raised by extended relatives and thus are orphans nonetheless). It was the responsibility of us high-schoolers to plan a curriculum for each school, but at that point in time, we had little idea of what we were doing.<\/p>\n

Life in a rural Chinese village is a far cry from the safe haven of suburban San Diego. We were situated in a hotel right above a barbershop (and owned by the barber) at one edge of the town. Each person had a roommate and a tiny two-person room with an even tinier bathroom. The mosquitos in Jiangxi are vicious. None of us went unscathed as insects plagued us from left and right\u2014no amount of repellent would stop the bloodsuckers. To our consternation, the native Chinese inhabitants seem to face no such issue, and they seemed rather bewildered by the Americans\u2019 struggle. Every once in awhile, the water in the pipes would turn an atrocious yellow-brown ranging from opaque rust to pale yellow. Predictably, this caused an uproar among the hotel residents. We were very hesitant to shower or brush our teeth in the sink for a few days. The barber shop\/hotel owner laughed, explaining that the heavy rains in the area often washed down yellow-colored dirt, coloring the water.<\/p>\n

At last, our months of planning were put to the test. The backbone of the trip was meant to be teaching, and teach we did. The outside walls of Xiaomi\u2019s school\/orphanage are yellow-tiled and smooth, two stories rising geometrically into the white sky. As we got out of the car that first morning, three little girls in sandals who had been peering into the building turned to gape at us. We asked them their names and ages\u2014two of them chirped that they are eight and nine, but the third girl did not make a sound, instead staring at us a little fearfully. We entered the building. There were children at the table, all working incredibly studiously, perched on stools or rickety wooden benches, all their calligraphy brushes poised perfectly in their right hands. Some looked up and whispered to each other, staring at the funny foreigners now entering their territory. The principal of the school, Mr. Liao, keeps a collection of all of his students\u2019 old work. He proudly showed us the shelves in a back room, stacked high with yellowing pages of Chinese brush characters. There were also piles of charcoal portraits, incredibly realistic and soulful, as if the pictures touched upon the very nature of the person being depicted. Most of the expressions on the drawn faces were serious, weary. We were led into a tiny shrine-like room, the walls totally covered in framed pictures\u2014of the volunteer group responsible for this incredible establishment, portraits of the Liao family throughout the years. I wandered absently over to one wall only to be struck speechless by a familiar face looking out at me\u2014in one photo, my dad is sitting side by side with the principal on a sofa in this very building. Sitting on my dad\u2019s lap, smiling and chubby, is a toddler version of me. I had no recollection of visiting Xiaomi before, and was intensely disturbed to realize how my prior experiences in China had evidently had such little effect on me. What I remembered was the oppressive heat and mosquitos and seeming hordes of relatives\u2014not visiting in person the students I had spent the last few years helping from across the sea. I have always felt like seeing something as jarring and difficult as children without parents, households with no income, would leave a bigger impact on my mind, yet it seems like my trip here years ago left none. This summer, though, was different.<\/p>\n

Maybe it was being able to teach and interact with the kids, maybe it was the fact that we were working in teams, but I will never forget the sheer surprise and pride that rushed through me when I became recognized as a child\u2019s teacher. Many of the students refer to us as just \u201cteacher\u201d. It\u2019s a common practice in China\u2014and although in this case it\u2019s likely because it\u2019s easier than remembering our full names, I feel a sense of accomplishment all the same. Every day at the orphanages\/schools, we (the high schoolers) would help the native kids with their stacks and stacks of summer homework, give lectures about a certain aspect of American culture (e.g. holidays, tourist locations), and lead short English lessons. Most of these children had never been out of the immediate vicinity in this part of China, so we wanted to bring the world to them. It was miraculous watching many of the quiet, sullen kids come to life and actually talk to us. China\u2019s education system does not have the class participation component that America so cherishes, but in no time these children were eagerly raising hands to answer questions and laughing with each other. Imagining that many of the Chinese students here actually retained a lot of knowledge of English grammar and American traditions from our games and lectures is seems unlikely; but I like to think that we showed them something of the world, that we helped inspire them in some way. They have certainly changed my perspective on the world.<\/p>\n

On most afternoons, all the Americans would bundle into several cars and go around visiting some of the students that ACCEF sponsors. The ones in Jiangxi alone were scattered in villages all around. Each visit went much the same way: we stepped out of the car onto a dusty, unpaved road, chickens weaving between our feet as we walked toward the destination house. Often, piles of rubble that had once been an old house would crouch nearby. We were greeted by an aunt or uncle or grandparent, the child hanging back. The elderly people leapt to accommodate their guests\u2014they never failed to offer watermelon, or some other kind of melon, or peanuts or peaches or whatever they had. Whatever they had, they would give to us. Their generosity when they had so little was astounding. Another commonality was that all of the children were far more mature and capable than any of us; circumstances dictated that they had to take on so much more responsibility than they should have for their age, and they took it in stride. They regularly cooked dinner, washed dishes, did laundry, and worked in the fields. It was expected of them. Many of the children seemed reluctant to smile. Even those whose walls were papered with awards and certificates were reticent. No one was rude or bragged. They were simply quiet and determined\u2014determined, I hope, to succeed and escape the clutches of poverty. One of the favorite sayings of ACCEF volunteers is (loosely translated) \u201ceducation can change your destiny\u201d. The kids with shining, starry academic records seem to have taken that advice to heart, but the worst is the kids with the angry faces and hopeless eyes. I remember one boy especially who was well into his teenage years. He seemed bitter\u2014and he should be. He is probably old enough to have realized how unlucky his situation is (parents long gone, sisters off working), how unfair life must be to have given him this while we are bathed in affluence and showered with the resources that allow us to succeed.<\/p>\n

The lives of these people are unimaginable to us\u2014there is no way to truly place ourselves in their shoes. We met kids whose parents had both been killed, in factory accidents or in random muggings, or whose relative had a debilitating illness that required all of their money and attention. In one case, a single mother was raising three kids, and the two boys both had leukemia. Most heartbreakingly, they had already found a bone marrow match in a city nearby, but the treatment cost far exceeded their capabilities. ACCEF funds the education of many children like these, but it doesn\u2019t solve all of their life problems. One of our nighttime projects was to brainstorm solutions to the issue of poverty in rural China using the Future Problem Solving process, but every possibility seemed like wishful thinking. Massive educational reform? Overthrowing the government? Global communism? The process shall continue.<\/p>\n

The duration of our stay seemed to be over in a heartbeat once I stepped off the plane into the sunny blue skies of California. My memories of it, like all memories do, became distant with time, like far-off mountains turned into clouds. It seems too important to forget completely though. How could I forget people who let nothing get in the way of their lives? People who understood more and did more than we, the privileged ones ever could. People who had next-to-nothing, but who gave everything. With some planning and deliberation, the Jiangxi trip could be repeated next year with another group of high schoolers to open another set of eyes. It\u2019s in the thoughts of students like us and the dreams of students like them that can maybe change their lives\u2014if not the world.<\/p>\n

2\uff09\u9648\u500d\u6770\uff1a<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

I thought the trip to China was a great learning experience for all of us. Growing up in San Diego, we were spoiled beyond the average American. First of all, nowhere in the United States is there better weather than San Diego. Going to Jiangxi taught us this simple fact that the rest of the world\u2019s population suffers from harsh weather conditions like extreme heat and humidity. Additionally, there were many bugs and insects roaming around in Jiangxi. All of us that went on the trip returned home with arms and legs filled full of mosquito bites. We only stayed in jiangxi for two weeks, but the children native to Jiangxi have lived their whole lives in a place with mosquitoes. Looking at the basic living conditions of the Jiangxi locals really helped us feel thankful for what we already have at home. When we visited the homes of the children we were sponsoring and their bare rooms, I immediately appreciated simple things I took for granted in my day to day life such as on demand electricity for cooking and lighting up the home, easy to use air conditioning, clean drinking and running water, a comfortable bed, etc. All thoughts of what I still wanted in my life disappeared as I stared in awe at what the children coped with everyday. Although we were sponsoring for their educations, I couldn\u2019t help feeling like they were the real heroes for being able to do so much with so little. The kids there were definitely younger than all of us, but proved that they are capable of a whole lot more. For example, every day after school, they would help do chores around the house. First cook the rice, then mop the floor, do the laundry, and finally wash the dishes. They could manage to do all of this, while finishing their homework on time. This put me in awe and motivated me to go do more chores around the house when I get home instead of having my parents yell at me to do so. Growing up in these poor living conditions, while was discouraging for them, showed them the importance of education. They all study extremely hard, knowing this fact: The only way out of this village and to a better life is to study hard and go to a prestigious college. While visiting, I noticed that some of the children did not have any parents that they lived with. Some of the reasons included: father drowning while out fishing, father getting electrocuted while fixing the water pipes, mother mentally ill or mentally slow, parents running away to abandon child, and parents going to the city to work and earn money. Hearing these stories in rural China was a great shock to me. Living in America, I was mostly sheltered to this kind of misery and cruelty. I thought to myself, What if I didn\u2019t have one of my parents, or what if one of them died?<\/em> I don\u2019t think that I would ever be the same without one of them. I vowed to myself that I would appreciate my loving parents much more because I know that they try their best to raise us up to reach our full potential. My parents even moved houses to a different location, so that I could walk to school. I\u2019m that spoiled, so when I get home, I will definitely study harder and remember how fortunate I am compared to those neglected children in Jiangxi.<\/span><\/p>\n

3\uff09\u827e\u5929\u771f\uff1a<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

After staying in Jiangxi, China for 10 days, I\u2019ve learned to appreciate and be thankful for what I have. The conditions in the homes that we visited weren\u2019t top notch, and definitely not what I\u2019m used to back in San Diego. Beds are shared, rooms are small and cramped, and the bathroom, in some cases, is a bucket. Despite this, the children are still happy. After coming back home, I realized I took many things for granted, even toilet paper, clean water, and my parents and family.<\/p>\n

Seeing the summer schools was another experience to remember. Even though they have so little, the students are still motivated to study and have dreams to go to the bigger cities when they\u2019re older. It was my first time teaching, so it was a little foreign to me. The schools\u2019 conditions also surpassed my expectations; I thought it would be a one-room building and one blackboard and some desks, but they had multiple rooms and were kept fairly clean.<\/p>\n

All in all, this trip was like a whole new world. I\u2019ve heard of kids that lose their parents or don\u2019t grow up in a good environment on the news and media, but I\u2019ve never saw with my own eyes what it\u2019s like for them. I\u2019ve seen new places and people on this trip, and I\u2019m truly thankful for it.<\/p>\n

4\uff09\u6d2a\u747e\u6021\uff1a<\/span><\/strong><\/p>\n

This trip was honestly an amazing learning experience for all of us. Despite growing up in China for 11 years, I lived the majority of my life in big cities, sheltered and protected by my family. This trip was eye opening for me, mostly because I was able to experience and witness many things I have never seen before. Many of the children we visited didn\u2019t have adequate housings; the beds are shared, rooms are cramped and their walls are dirty but are almost always covered in awards and certificates of merits. The weather conditions there were harsher than what we\u2019re used to, and insects such as mosquitoes left everyone scarred both mentally and physically.<\/p>\n

But despite the tough living conditions, none of the children complained. In fact, they were all really thankful for the hardworks of their guardians and for our support. On top of managing their studies, they often had to help out around the house since most of them lived with their elderly grandparents because either one or both of their parents were absent. They would take care of their siblings, do the laundries and cooking, sweep and clean the floors and windows, and many more. Seeing them making the most out of their lives with what little they have was really touching and motivating for me. It made me feel thankful for what I have and made me realize how often I take what I have for granted. During many of my visits I couldn\u2019t help but feel like these children are working much harder than I am, since compared to my sheltered life, they have to manage to balance both their school work with housework while living under such harsh conditions without complaints. The sheer thought of that fills me up with admirations towards them. They may be much younger than we are but many of them are more independent, mature, and responsible than we have ever been. Our 10 days trip to Jiangxi, China was both rewarding and eye opening, since it taught me to be thankful for what I have and never take anything for granted.<\/p>\n

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