Teaching AssistantEssay Preview: Teaching AssistantReport this essayIrfan Yang, Yang Yifan 杨 一 凡 #1300015840 Monday 10-12 October 27, 2014Witness of History “When I was young…” stories always started from here when my grandfather began to recall his teenage period. I answered him lazily an unconsciousness, “I know, I know…” Of course I know, it’s such a hard time with infinite turbulence and chaos in China. Everyone who survived from that period is a luck dog, just as my grandfather. When he was young, there is nothing, including his parents. Before he was 14, the only way he can avoid starving is cooking with rice served by the neighborhood. He resolutely followed the army of Communist Party when they passed by his hometown because he heard soldier can eat 3 bowls of rice every day. Then he followed CCP to Yunnan fighting against Japanese and survived the Civil War afterwards. There is always a sigh each time when he talked about this. I know it’s cruel, but I don’t know how to comfort him because I never experienced it. The only thing I can do is to rely on his shoulder and hold his hand, waiting for his tears dropping down. Besides, his life is full of contradictions. Before 1970s, he believed in CCP and government officers. Relying on his reputation and network built in war time, he was quickly promoted and had a comfort life. But the Culture Revolution insulted his wife and Campus Upheaval in 1989 made his son lost his work. Just when he began to reconsider everything happened in his life, Chinese economic grew rapidly above anyone’s imagination. For him, it’s hard to connect these affairs together. Why situation changes tremendously without any trails beforehand?
He is a sentimental, wisdom and elusive old man. I’d like to admit that the most significant difference between life of me and my grandfather is historical issues. He is a witness of such great changes and turbulence of China. His characteristics, sentimental, elusive and wisdom reflect the traits of modern China. Through his experience, I can see how Chinese people survived and thrived which greatly inspired me though I can rarely have the same feeling as they have. Indeed, my words perhaps make no sense for new revolutions may occur in the near future. As a saying goes, “One generation starts an era.” I’m looking forward to what can we generation open in the future, which is the greatest gain I have from my grandparents. Wish we can open a new era. （416 words）
Cultural Influences
My grandfather and my best friend, Liu Ching, did make the pilgrimage to Mecca in China (Kengtai) in 1843 and met for the first time as tourists when he and wife, Yuan Lin, met by train in China in the early 1870’s. The pair were so devoted to the Islamic tradition of Islam that they often took great delight in eating to eat together before going on separate expeditions. They shared a common bond and a particular fondness for a forbidden dish. Although he had no idea what had been chosen or made of food, Liu and Yuan felt deeply connected. I have also heard that during their trip, their relatives at Chengdu took an interest in Chinese culture and had similar feelings about the two of them, although in much more distant and somewhat different ways, but on closer terms.
One of the more interesting things about Liu and Yuan’s journeys (and later their own) is that they had no immediate memories. Even at their current time, during which, they were not aware of the location and the people, they always spent time with one another and shared the same passion for food. Their affection for food and the other traits that are associated with the Chinese way of living seemed to make it even more interesting today than it was 1843. My mother always said that while you live on this earth, you will come home to a different place with a different life as you continue to grow. The fact that I believe Chinese people’s lives evolve as well, and I hope we can see the fruits of all these changes, and that more and more Chinese will also enjoy the diversity of Chineseness, is also an excellent example for me of both China and the way of life. One of the greatest gifts I have received from my grandfather and sister is that my grandfather and sister (who are well off and have worked hard and earned their living) were not afraid to share and share ideas with their family, and thus did not have to leave their homeland to live alone. I was particularly attached to Mao Qing who did the best he could for me in terms of providing food to poor women under communism. Although Mao was not a fan of capitalism and was not a fan of religion, I was very fond of our great grandmother’s work as a teacher of the Chinese language. I have often thought that while I may have made my family more comfortable abroad, I might have made my family more comfortable around the world. That is the sort of knowledge I have learned, which makes me so grateful in my late years of being China’s greatest living person (and to my great grandmother for her encouragement) and also to our great ancestor and our friends in Pakistan and Pakistan. In fact, Liu’s personal experience will make me much happier to see others in the future while I am still alive. ）416 words ）
Cultural Influences
One of the greatest gifts I has received from my grandfather is that my grandfather and sister (who are well off and have worked hard and earned their living) were not afraid to share and
Cultural InfluencesMy grandfather and my best friend, Liu Ching, did make the pilgrimage to Mecca in China (Kengtai) in 1843 and met for the first time as tourists when he and wife, Yuan Lin, met by train in China in the early 1870’s. The pair were so devoted to the Islamic tradition of Islam that they often took great delight in eating to eat together before going on separate expeditions. They shared a common bond and a particular fondness for a forbidden dish. Although he had no idea what had been chosen or made of food, Liu and Yuan felt deeply connected. I have also heard that during their trip, their relatives at Chengdu took an interest in Chinese culture and had similar feelings about the two of them, although in much more distant and somewhat different ways, but on closer terms. One of the more interesting things about Liu and Yuan’s journeys (and later their own) is that they had no immediate memories. Even at their current time, during which, they were not aware of the location and the people, they always spent time with one another and shared the same passion for food. Their affection for food and the other traits that are associated with the Chinese way of living seemed to make it even more interesting today than it was 1843. My mother always said that while you live on this earth, you will come home to a different place with a different life as you continue to grow. The fact that I believe Chinese people’s lives evolve as well, and I hope we can see the fruits of all these changes, and that more and more Chinese will also enjoy the diversity of Chineseness, is also an excellent example for me of both China and the way of life. One of the greatest gifts I have received from my grandfather and sister is that my grandfather and sister (who are well off and have worked hard and earned their living) were not afraid to share and share ideas with their family, and thus did not have to leave their homeland to live alone. I was particularly attached to Mao Qing who did the best he could for me in terms of providing food to poor women under communism. Although Mao was not a fan of capitalism and was not a fan of religion, I was very fond of our great grandmother’s work as a teacher of the Chinese language. I have often thought that while I may have made my family more comfortable abroad, I might have made my family more comfortable around the world. That is the sort of knowledge I have learned, which makes me so grateful in my late years of being China’s greatest living person (and to my great grandmother for her encouragement) and also to our great ancestor and our friends in Pakistan and Pakistan. In fact, Liu’s personal experience will make me much happier to see others in the future while I am still alive. ）416 words ）
Cultural InfluencesOne of the greatest gifts I has received from my grandfather is that my grandfather and sister (who are well off and have worked hard and earned their living) were not afraid to share and