| VIFC's Vicki's Autobiography |
| Translator: Jing Yi Chan, Amy Kwok, David Chan Author: Vicki Zhao Wei Published in: (Chinese) Yes Magazine Re-typed in VIFC by: Jing Yi Chan Chapter 1 To people who don't know me, I am only their entertainment. But to those who know me I may be their lifelong backpack. Because my Mother said [As long as there is me, people around me will always be busy] because I am the sort of person who can't stop. I was born in An Hui on the 12th March 1976. My impression on An Hui isn't misty at all. Although I have left there for 3 years already, but I still miss my place of origin. When I have a nice sleep and dream of my place of origin and my brother who has always been praised as a good student and a good child since he was a child and also my parents and my Grandma (on her mother's side). *Parents most headached child In my family there are only 2 children, my brother is older than me 7 years, he really loves me. I still remember once he took me to the park to play on the swings, he jokingly said [When you wasn't born yet, mother and father would take me every week to play at Grandma's house and buy me chocolate to eat. But since you was born they have all forgotten to buy me chocolate. Also when I was born they never held a celebration, but when you were born you got everything.]. At that time I only laughed and said [When I grow up, I'll definately buy you lots of chocolate]. Now thinking back to it, it really seems God has been unfair to him. Because all the good things I have were taken from him. What made me feel worst was that he didn't care at all. Many brothers and sisters will fight over jealousy, but he has always looked after me. there was a year when he was already in Secondary school and I was still in primary school. He went out with his friends, no one else brought there brothers or sisters with them, but I had to follow behind them, crying and needing him to take me with him, and even threw a shoe at him, in front of his friends not giving him any 'face' at all. If it was someone else, they would've definately had shouted at this bad child, but he actually went 'soft hearted' on me, he went and picked up the shoe and put it back on for me, he took me with him. In the whole world there is no one as good tempered as this! I also got him to take the blame for some things for me. Once I was in a mard and he was so angry he slapped my bottom. I went to my dad and told of him, my Dad slapped him striaght away after he heard what had happened, at that time I felt so bad! And even now I still feel bad about it. There was once when my friend told me that their little brother was mistaken to have stolen something, he had never done it and felt bad in his heart about it, so then they really became a theif. My brother has always had his own way of doing things and his own rules, so he hasn't gone to the adults and told on him. People say that chinese treat males better then females, but my family is totally different, treat females better than males a lot. My brother has always been a good guy, my parents always spoilt me. Knowing that I am bad they go my way. *Father who produced milk My mother is a teacher, but she doesn't have the power to discipline, because I can't stop. Even if I am on my own at home, I still am moving and jumping about. When I was young my family thought I was a child with hyperactive, so my mother took me to the doctors for a check-up. In the end the results were that I was just too 'wan pi'. When in Pre-school, at 1-3pm it is the time to have a little afternoon snooze, then afterwards everyone would eat a little snacks together. Pupils could go home to sleep until 3pm and then come back. the teacher wished that I could go home and sleep because then they could have 2 hours of peace and quiet. There was once when I played in the at my neighbourghs, on that day they were having someone coming round, I warm-heartedly wanted to help them. The women of the house was scared that the more I helped the more busier theyw ould get, and told me to only stand there and watch, doing nothing. But I didn't care, I started helping and sorting out the chopsticks and bowls, they were very happy. She came over with a red bottle, after tipping the contents into the wine glasses she went back into the kitchen to cook the vegetables. I was very optimistic and wondered why pop was red? Wanting to know the answer I took a sip, Huh? How come it's different to what I normally drink, when it reaches my stomach it felt warm. but it really wsa really tasty, so I drank one sip after another. In the end drinking more than 10 glasses. Then I secretly ran back home. Mother saw my face was very red, and felt rather wierd, she then asked me [Why do you smell of wine?] After I had told my mother she didn't know to hit me or shout at me. But the thing she most wanted to know was how come after drinking 10 cups of red wine I still wasn't drunk. Until this day the answer still hasn't been found. Maybe I am born to be a wine goddess!! Hahaha! Who knows! MORE COMING>...... |