So, going from Hong Kong - where East meets West - and everything is huge, and opulant and clean - to Mainland China - has been culture shock even for this American in Asia for the very first time.
In Hong Kong - Everything written in Chinese (Cantonese to be exact) - has English subtitles- thanks to many decades of British rule.
In China - not so much
If I had to find my way around on my own - I would get so lost, you would never see me again.
Shame on this spoiled American, who for a split second thought - "Why isnt everything in English?"
In Hong Kong - if there is poverty- you dont see it anywhere
In China - The poverty is so palpable you can taste it.
Yet...
These same poor people - are some of the proudest people I have ever met.
They hold their heads up
They work on farms and in crowded factories
They dont beg on the street looking for handouts
They feed their families
They dont think they are entitled to a welfare salary
They put back into the world, what they take from it.
They work hard
They play fair
Family is everything.
I think I like them best...
Tuesday, January 29, 2008
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1 comment:
Amen Girlie--Cant wait to see ya
Love ya Dani
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