Hi everyone, in this page, I will enlighten you with a rough overview of my life in the previous fifteen years, and a few advantures that I've gotten out of my years in this world. I'm only fifteen, so my biography is not very interesting, as some other biographies may be. However, youth lives are probably the most colourful period in a person's life, unless some extremely interesting events happen later on. So, as this is a link to my own webpage, of course I'm going to include a short and summative account of my very own life.
I was born into a middleclass family on the 17th of June, 1986. My hometown is as coastal city along the Taiwan strait, and in my opinion it's one of the sweetest town I've known. My family consisted my parents, my grandpa, an aunt who's younger than my dad, and of course, me. My mother was a high school teacher, and my dad was an senior electrical engineer, so we were quite well off. I was introduced to an early education in music, literature, and basic mathematics, and the teacher was, as it went without question, my mother. I was encouraged to think for myself, and keep an open mind. My dad, who was rather interested in philosophy, taught me to think and consider from the view of others, instead of being solely eccentric. These teachings benefitted me greatly so far in my life.
There wasn't much that occured during my earlier years, except a very routinely life which involved going to school, coming home, completing an unbelievably small amount of home assignment, eating, watching tv, and going to bed. Life wasn't exactly memorable before the age of six. Then I was enrolled in a primary school which had the reputation of strict teachings and qualified education. Probably the best in my province. There I met a number of people who grew to be some of my closest acquaintances. Despite the excess amount of homework and tests we got in China's schools, we still found time for fun and entertainment. Once we have completed our work, a few friends would get together and play very childish games in a courtyard, which we held in high esteem, even now.
Sparetime was scarce, but we used them efficiently. My friends and I would usually have a game of soccer or hide and seek when we gather, and since there was not snow in the winter in my part of the country, those games could be held on every occasion. When we retrieve into our homes after tiresome games, we would sneak in front of the television before our parents interfere and tell us to go and study. I, for another part, have more tasks than most of my school mates, since I had to practice piano eveyr night. My parents would not hear of my going without practicing for even a day. "There will be no credits without the bitterness of working & trying hard." They used to tell me an ancient Chinese proverb. Therefore, I was stuck with it, until it became a routine of my day, and gradually developped into a habit. (This kind of lifestyle, which consisted of much working and little playing carried on until I immigrated to Canada with my parents.)
The two vacations we got each year, one in the winter around the Chinese New Year, and the other in the summer, became constant longings throughout the school years (even though we still had work during the vacations). Those were the time when we could have unrestricted fun with ourselfs. My cousins and I used to play sports of all kinds, and travelling was another activity of the vacations. My parents brought me to see many famous ancient sites in China, to "open my sights".
I was six years ago, when I just turned nine. As I clearly remember, my mother's school organized a trip for the teachers. The destination was Beijing, China's capital, and family members could be brought. That was a trip of a lifetime. My mother and her friends all brought the children, so I had many companions along the way, beside the constant fun we had at many historical sites. That was the first time when I actually climbed the Great Wall of China, saw the Forbiden City, visited the tombs of the past emperors, and saw the bury site of our "great" Chairman. Everything was so grant, interesting, and elegant, that for the first time in my life, I decided that when I grow up, I will travel to many different places in the world.
Another of my memorable trips was going to the seashore with my cousin and best fried Rosemarie. I was ten years old at that time, and at the most advanturous age during childhood. We gathered seashells by the shore, learned how the serf the waves (although I never entirely mastered the skills), and played the childhood games of our mothers. The nights were no less interesting. There were a large and resourceful "night-market" in that coastal city, and we went everynight, not only for the unlimited shopping, but also to try the local tastes of the region. There was no time compatible to that one, and nothing could erase the experience from my memory.
The first year in Canada was very hard. I didn't understand the language, and comparatively, very little attention was paid to me by my parents. I wasn't sure that I could have gotten on without the heart-warming letters from my cousins and friends. However, as time swiftly flew by, everything got easier. I began to get hold of the English language, and I made a few new friends to lighten my isolated life.
One thing that I enjoyed about going to school in Canada was the free trips that we got. In both grade six and grade seven, the schools organized trips for the students to experience nature. The class activities also tightened the bonds between classmates, and improved our independence. In grade six, the graduating class got a trip to Central Island, and we lived there (in a school on the island) for a week. The really fun time was in grade seven. Three classes went together to a place called Mono Cliffs, where we were exposed to the real wilderness. I lived there for five days, and the activities were very relaxing for a break during school. Since we went during the winter, we went skiing, snow shoeing, hiking, and played ice hockey and played the game of "trappers and traders", which was very like an orientation game. Everyone was reluctant to leave at the end of the week.
Then I came to Downsview. I can't really say that a lot of things happened during the two years that I spent here, but it was a time worth living. I met numerous new friends, and now one can be sorry about time spent in making friends.
This is the rough experience of my life so far. It probably wasn't very interesting, but I think it's still suitable for a web-page biography. Thank you for spending the time to read it, and feel free to make any suggestions. You may contact me at my e-mail: yuanfei12@yahoo.com.
