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Observations in Hangzhou (11)

 

Isaac Chun Hai Fung

 

12th January, 2004.

 

Notes at the end of semester

 

The end-of-semester examination has finished. It is again the time to pack up and go home for the festival. Finally I can spend Chinese New Year in Hong Kong! For three years in Cambridge, I always had a feeling of away from home during Chinese New Year. Although friends in university were so friendly to me and remembered to say, ¡§Happy Chinese New Year!¡¨, and those who were fond of music would attend our Chinese New Year Concert, when the alarm clock rang in the morning, I still had to wake up and get changed, not to visit relatives and receive the red pockets, but to attend lectures.

 

Going home. In my luggage, there are piles and piles of books. When I was small, papa and mama were afraid that I did not enjoy reading, so they often brought me to book shops to buy books; now, what they were afraid of is that I bought too much and that the newly bought bookshelves are going to be filled up very soon. In those days, mum was worried that I did not pay attention in revision and always told me not to bother other things; now, she has to tell me, ¡§After spending so many years as a student, you have to consider going to find a job one day. Even if you don¡¦t bring any money home, you still have to earn enough to take care of yourselves!¡¨ In the past, my parents encourage me to develop interests in various aspects and become a so-called ¡§all-round student¡¨; today, they are worried that as I have too many interests, my career prospect is uncertain. As long as I have not yet entered the job market, their day of retirement will still be rather remote¡K.Fortunately, my family can be considered to have a tradition of attaching importance to knowledge, so they can tolerate such a person who takes pains to study something useless but does nothing practical like me.

 

At the end of the day, my life in Hangzhou this semester has broadened my horizons, and give me a chance to read ¡§extra-curricular books¡¨ properly. It is a grace to me. There would also be time in daily life that is unhappy, bored, worried or even regretful. But that is normal. In short, what I can do is to seize the present opportunity and try my best.

 

Teach us to number our days aright, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.¡@(Psalm 90:12; NIV)

 

Let this be an encouragement to us all.

 

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