Thursday, March 28, 2013

A Picture Is Worth a 1000 Words


      Playing the piano is a dream in my childhood. Due to the unaffordable costs on the tuition and the instrument, my family could not help my dream to come true. Until I got some encouragement from my church friends, I gave myself a chance to step into the wonderland. It was twenty years later when I brushed past my piano dreaming.
      I found a piano teacher in a private music school. She taught me from basic knowledge to advanced skills. After eight months, because I got married and moved to the U.S., I had to quit the class. Through the classes, I was able to play some songs and hymns in a simple way. That is really a miracle to me, for I couldn’t believe that I am able to play the piano one day.
      Now I am enjoying the playing especially when I am upset. I like to be singing the hymns while I am playing as if there was nothing could bother me. Through the peaceful time alone, I was cured by the melody. I am really thankful for the late-coming courage to fulfill my humble dream though it seems to be no way. There is nothing impossible on earth. Just do it! It’s never too late to let my dream fly.
      

Tuesday, March 19, 2013

Kitchen Table


There we share the delight of the day with mom’s homemade dinner.
There we keep the order of each day--
No matter how busy the day is,
We meet each other on time.
There the little kids play with the dumpling making, juice blending, and jello cutting.
Yes, here is a paradise of the children,
A messy and happy place as well.
Here we grow day by day,
From a baby to a toddler,
From a newly-wedded woman to a virtuous wife.
There will be always a space for the kitchen table in my mind.
There will last all the tracks of our family glory to shine.


Monday, March 11, 2013

Sentence Present


Chiahui gave Gitte a present.
Chiahui gave Gitte a present, so Chiahui could express her thanks to her favorite teacher.
Chiahui gave Gitte a present; in fact, she wanted to make friends with the teacher even if the semester
 ends in May.
Sincerely, Chiahui gave Gitte a present to express her unspeakable thanks.
Chiahui gave Gitte, who was well known for interesting assignments, a gift to show her thanks.
Through a gift, Chiahui wanted to tell Gitte that she was benefited greatly by her instructions.
 

Monday, March 4, 2013

Precious Object--Morinaga Milk Caramel 森永牛奶糖

      Having a toothache for one week already, I regretted that I should not eat too many caramel candies. Shipped overseas for twice, I could imagine the warmth of my mother through the candies.

During the Christmas holidays in 2012, my mom mailed a huge box of food and clothing to me, which including variety of delicious cookies, candies, handmade sweaters and a dozen of caramel candies. Not telling me about the package, she wanted to give me a surprise; however, I went to Canada for a whole week, so that the package was sent back to Taiwan in 5 days. That’s indeed a surprise for her.

These caramel candies accompany with my growing when I was a little girl. In those old days, parents rarely spent money to buy snacks for kids. Only in special events, we could have some treats like this kind of caramel candy to eat, because they were not too expensive to buy. That’s why the candies are not only a kind of sweets, but also the memories of the old days, my passed childhood. In deed, they also remind me that I am always a precious girl of my Mom.

Saturday, February 23, 2013

On Writing--An Unknown Journey

      Writing in English is like an unknown journey for me. Using limited vocabulary to express my thoughts, I have to use another way to think about what I’m going to say and how I’m going to tell the story. Sometimes I even found a deeper meaning which is hidden beneath the draft originally I have. Writing in English also means I need to translate something which is natural and right in my native language to a group of foreign readers. It’s full of excitement and magic.
      Writing guides me to depart from old position and to forsake my complaints, if I want to record something valuable. It seems like have a dialog with myself and trying to heal the bitterness inside. I take the roles of a patient, audience, and a writer at the same time.