About dabate

Today's dabate club is the one that made me rethink for a long time.
The topic is : will arranged marridge make more successful marridges?

I got "Yes". I wish another choice and another topic. I disagree with it 100%. Since the class should move on, I just told my teamates especially myself: the more the challenge, the more the interest. Having learnt from my experience that if I gave up, I would no doubt end up with failure, I tried my best to defense. Thanks to my last 3-day experience of the 21st century lenovo cup national speaking competition, I gained a much better performance in the class. On my first thought this dabate was obviously onesided advantage but I definitely turned the whole thing.

When I posed my speech, I mentioned that it would save not only time but also money if two parties used arranged marriage. There was a boy with the objective opinion who promtly said if we wanted to save money, we could just not to take care of the old and let them die.
At those words, I was just jumping up and slashed him but my parter held me, said" calm down." I guessed she sensed my feeling. I also felt my hands were shaking and so did my voice. I said, " I am sorry but I see your words meaningless. I just took away the things, but you took away the lives!" I had thousands of words to blame his idea but I was so angery together with many mixed feelings that I did not want to say a word. And I wish I neither talked with him nor met him.

The whole class is over but my thought goes far beyond.
How could such a young guy say the cold words as an example? To a large extent, it is the reflection of his minds. I feel very sorry indeed. His words are so harsh that I do still feel uncomfortable.

Also I remember my Chinese debate. The team players' nature behaviour after the competition gave me a lesson. They preferred to critisise on one person instead of shouldering the result together. They referred to a scapegoat to let them feel better. Plus I did not see any evidence about any poor performance. And there were a lot of cooperative efforts and happy hours behind the live stage that I treasured a lot but they usually neglected. I know, from that time on, failure begins from the inside seperation. That is the problem from the team itself that beats the them, not the opponents. They lose the meaning of debate-teamworkship. Hopefully next time when I come across the similar situation, I would meet people with splendid characteristics- tolerent, knowledgable.

Grow up alone

Sometimes it is hard to keep on, especially on your own.

I don't want to claim that the reason to establish a private blog lies in the improvement of English. To be frankly, I really enjoy writing in different languages. I have been loving to express my thoughts as soon as I could write. No readers, although-it is the case most times in my life. When I was young, I talked to myself through my dairy, my articles and my daydreams. I was really shy to stand in front of a group or share my feelings with whom I was not familiar with. I hope nobody spotlight on me, while, I wish I were known in public. The interesting paradox came from the bottom of my heart.

Actually, I stand here with the age of 20 plus to look at a 15-year-old girl, emotions go far beyond words. I pretend to talk to her gentlely, tolerently. She feels bitterly that she believes nobody cares her, listens to her story. She could only grow up herself. I sense her exact rich feelings. I know what they mean. For a 15-year-old child, it is impossible to say them clearly. But it is possible for a writer of my age write them. Vivid description can help more children release from the growing-up pain, the sweat-and-bitter pain.

What I will do is to have the stories published, on my blog.
Thank you, my reader.

something from my heart

I'd like to write something for today.
It's been a very fruitful day to read a lot of articles on mediaviews.
To be honest, I feel empathy for some intelligents in my motherland. Someone wrote to my school anonymously, saying I spreaded bad words on my blog. At that time I have no idea about censorship of the blog. Officials did not consider it was rumor or whatever but my supervisor believed that my thought was bad- although what I said was my personal point of view based on the fact, I was distitled by the hornor. And I don't think I spreaded to the public since I only wrote on my private blog. The number of visiters is not that much. I felt depressed not because I lost the honor title but because I lost the trust of the sourroudings. People, who ever claimed to be my best friend, just wrote those stupid things to break me.
What a shock?! Is it a freedom world? I did nothing to ruin others reputation but I need admit I have done!
Crazy, the most crazy things in my life! It is difficult for me to imagine how terrible that heart is! I strongly believe that she would suffer a serious punishment in the near future.
God knows it.

Actually, I will be very glad to hear the positive support from you, my friend.

Happy hour on April 2nd

Garfy, Angle and I haven't met each other for 2 weeks and we really miss each other. So we decided to have fun for a whole day.
We went to Fasion Line to take photos and sang songs in Upark. Angle was late for 20 minutes-she did not surprise me-because her boss refused to give her one-day off so she need wait for her leaving. Her boss resembles the chief editor in . Every time when Angle wears new clothes or takes a new handbag, she will say a lot of gossip to her colleagues like" look, how luxury the Intern's life is." or "See? That is the dicount design of CK." I can hardly imagine that a manager in Hilton Hotel says such words behind her. It is not difficult to understand her terrible intern life in Hilton Hotel. With poorly 500RMB per month Angle need adjust her body time to the changable schedule of the job.
Fair? No way. But that is true for most Intern students. It also happened on me. When I was in SMG, they treated me not nice. Ingnorance is the last thing I want! No pay, no reward. Anything I can do is very simple but boring like typing.
Garfy is a lucky dog. She just signed a five-year contract with ICBC. Her handsome salary is eye-catching to most our classmates.
I share the pictures of us three.
You will wow like "three beautiful girls". I agree.

The first day

It took me a long time to finally make a decision to open an English version blog. The other days Allex suggested having a blog could be a possible way to improve my writing. Having hesitated for three days, I took his decision.

A saying goes: "Well begun is half done."
Another saying is:" Rome is not built in one day."
Anyway, today absolutely is a memerable day.
I consider today is the beginning day of my English life.