The next day, Ding Hua and I went to the park to take some pictures. I was so excited walking in the deep snow and looking back over my footprints. We climbed up the adjacent small hill and looked down. The whole city was covered with snow. I ran up and down in the snow and forgot all of my problems for a whole day. After we walked back home, I felt like building a snowman. It was the first time for me to build a snowman. With Ding Hua’s help, since she was from northern China where there was more snow in the winter, we built a snowman and took a few pictures with the snowman.
|The first heavy snow I had ever seen -- I was in a pure white wonderland|
Mrs. Wang (王) was of middle age, with two children. She came here as a visiting scholar for two years from Nanjing University of Science & Technology (南京理工大学). It was a small world, she and my boyfriend Wang Lin in Japan happened to be neighbors in Nanjing (南京). She seemed to know more about his family than I did. She wished me good luck. She also lent me her sleeping bag when I started my fieldwork later.
Ding Hua was married to a man she really hadn’t fallen in love with yet, but she knew he was a good man. Her former boyfriend, who she still loved, was a graduate student in the Midwest now; they met in college back in China. She suspected the end of their relationship because he fell in love with his English teacher. The teacher was married and had kids back at home in the U.S. She knew they wouldn’t consider any marriage because of their age difference. While she was in the U.S., she really wanted chances to meet him to see whether there was still something between them, to see whether he still cared about her.