Tai an Man Square Killings,Join now to read essay Tai an Man Square Killings,Word Count: 1,776Foreword:During my nightmarish time in China I met many people whom I would call heroes. Nothing in this recital is exaggerated. It reads the way it happened.April 3rdAs we arrived in Beijing, we were by met Lao Xu our guide and personal VIP pass to all of China’s interesting and exiting places. He approached us and introduced himself and gave us a warm, but slightly hesitant welcome. Lao Xu found it difficult to say my name, so he decided he would give me a Chinese name, Shan Da, which means “tall mountain”. He delivered us straight to the Beijing Hotel, where we met Eddie Nowlan. My dad was ecstatic to meet him as he was one of the BBC’s top reporters. Eddie was obviously disconcerted to see me, my Dad had clearly neglected to tell him that I was coming along on his business trip.
April 6thI had enjoyed exploring the Great Wall of China, as well as the forbidden city. It was astonishing. Since my dad was always working, I was forced to do something creative every day. I found a sort of school for foreign diplomats’ kids, there I could learn some Chinese. Leaning Chinese let me actually understand what was going on around me. I knew that if I wanted to go exploring some Chinese language would come in more than useful.
I was extremely intrigued by Beijing, I took a walking guide through Tian An Men Square to burst my knowledge. It’s a large square of almost forty hectares, able to fit thousands of people. It has great historic significance as well. In Tian An Men square I found something which can only be described as awesome. I was bewildered to see that there were hundreds of tourists left right and centre, their cameras going off at a rapid rate. I was fortunate to go through the Museum of the Revolution, as well as the Museum of Natural History. Dad informed me that a former politician by the name of Hu Yao-bang was dying because he was really ill and that if he died, there would be a big student demonstration in Tian An Men Square.
April 15thI woke and I looked out the window, Beijing was abandoned, absolutely no one around. Then I found a note on the kitchen bench from my dad saying that Hu Yao-bang had died. It explained that he and Eddie were at Tian An Men Square to cover the student demonstration. I decided to head straight for the square. As I started getting closer to the square, the streets were packed with cars. People were cramped on the sidewalks and the traffic was deadlocked. I then got hold of dad on my two-way radio. I had to find out what was happening.
According to dad the students were demonstrating because they wanted a democracy rather than communism. I finally squeezed my way through the crowd. As soon as I took my first steps in the square I was shocked at how many people were in attendance. There must have been thousands of people. They all seemed to be in their university years. They had white bands around their heads that read “democracy now”. Later on dad told me that 90% of the protesters are university students. Many of the students are my age, it was scary I would never do something like this, yet there are thousands of them pulling together as a mass, with one purpose, to better their country. I didn’t stay for long because, to tell the truth, I found it pretty boring. There wasn’t much happening at the time; they were simply standing around waiting to begin the demonstration. Compared to demonstrations in America and Canada they were not even protesting, there was no violence and no fires, nothing of destructive nature.
April 27thI found that dad had left me a note saying that there were already fifty thousand students in the square protesting about yesterday’s editorial, it described the students as antirevolutionary and bad elements. Students were starving themselves as a sign that they will do anything to have a democracy.
The PLA have become annoyed with the student protests, they moved in and began trying to move people out of the square. I went outside to catch some of the action on my camcorder. The sights that I saw were tremendously cruel. People were getting pounded into the ground. After some time of arguing and trying to move people, the PLA dropped back. They then attempted the same thing but this attempt was disastrous once again. The reason they were attempting to move the people was because the Premier from Russia, Gorbachev, was visiting China and they didn’t want to make the impression that they didn’t have control of their people. Gorbachev then went back to Russia, and that’s when the terror commenced.
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One more thing: there was a few other things that could be seen. The protesters that were trying to disperse the Chinese troops were making threats. Two of the protesters who were there looked very strong and some of them threatened to hit their parents as they were standing in front of the troops in a peaceful protest.
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It took another few moments in my cellphone to recover my cell data and was soon back to normal. This is not a war. There were no “shoots.” The cops and soldiers in particular were making things pretty tough for the student protesters outside of the square.
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I had a good feeling that we had been the victim of an “organized attack.” We were told that we were responsible for the situation. When I first heard that, I thought it was too late. But now that I think about it, the police really did put the blame on us. It is a long story, but it is the responsibility of the police. When the media talk to these students, they have to give a damn if a student is protesting against the police and if their actions are in support of the protests. But as I was saying, the students actually went to the police and began harassing, and in some ways harassed many of us who were being arrested and arrested and attacked. So I decided to go look for myself. However, at this point, I went outside. I ran back inside and asked my parents, because I know how to look at it. So today, they had me put on their surveillance cameras and searched my body. Then I received a call from one of my neighbors that I had been arrested, and that was that I was on the road with what they called a gun. So, this is an American citizen and American police were there. And if there is any way I could have stopped [my son] and he [himself], and if I can go on and kill them and cause a riot to be started, we don’t do it. Our government took action. The police had nothing to do with it. They were just trying to get our attention.
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It took some time to get to the house…and I don’t know if the police will release their names and details until I get to the courthouse in Hong Kong. I also don’t think all the people at the courthouse want this to take place. But I did tell my friends. The Americans don’t like this happening in U.S. prisons anymore. They want us to shut them up again. I will look into it. I am sure the judge will have to look at it. Hopefully in time, this can be resolved. But they are in the