Work, Work, Work

工作，工作，工作

在中国我们有很多的家庭和课堂作业。对于课堂作业我也不是特不喜欢，但我非常不喜欢做家庭作业。

说到家庭作业，几乎每次都是我最后完成的。有时候我很妒忌他们可以玩，但我得需要完成作业。为什么我老是最后一个人完成作业？

我一年级的作业还行吧，对我来说也不是特多。当我上二年级的时候，张老师给我们留了好多作业。她让我们抄两三页的作文，然后抄诗歌四或五次，还有词语几次。

这对于我来说是很多的作业。一般我到8点或9点才完成。大多次都是我最后完成作业的。我非常不高兴因为别的孩子在玩而我却要完成我的作业。

在上学的早上我老是抱怨语文张老师给我们的作业有多多。然后她就问：“我留的作业多吗？”然后她问其中一个快的学生什么是时候完成的，他们回答7点。他们当然完成得早，他们写字的速度比我要快得多了。

其实他们是有一点点害怕张老师，我也是一样。当我们做错了什么东西，她会老是动手的方法训我们。所以，没有一个人会找机会招惹她。

三年级的时候我有同样多的作业。当我上四年级的时候，我们换了一个语文老师而且她留的作业不怎么多。但也不是很少。

现在说说课堂作业，或是学校作业。有时候我们听写，如果我们写错了，我们得重写五或十次。不知道这对你来说多不多，但是对那些孩子得了100是不多。在语文，我们得把字写漂亮一点，这样别人就能读。这是不一个很难的事情去做，对吧？但是，当老师说第一个词，我们写下来。在我写完之前，老师就说下一个词。接着她会说下一个，然后下一个，然后我就跟不上了。所以需要写工整一点和跟上速度是比较难的。

然后我们把我们的纸传到前面，然后老师就混乱一下，然后就给我们回去。我的纸是在一个我很不喜欢的女孩。她给我判得很严格，然后我就不高兴因为我能看得出来那个词语写的是什么。再说了，在那种情况，这是我最好的了。所以我得抄好几遍因为我的作业还不是很好。

在数学课上老师也不想让我们出错。他们想让我们认真检查。有一次我们做八个乘除法竖式。我错了一个，然后我得把所有那八个问题抄十遍。我花了很长的时间才完成的。

有时候当我们不听话的话，老师就会让我们抄一个文章。有一次她叫我们抄一个四页的文章。我不喜欢抄文章。

在暑假和寒假的时候我们也有作业。阿姨说：“先苦后甜。”也就说我们先做那些辛苦的工作，然后我们就可以玩玩，轻松轻松。所以每个假期，我会比别的孩子做作业的时间长因为我觉得我不会完成的，而且我不想当最后。所以当那些孩子玩的时候，我就写我的作业。那些孩子生我的气因为他们觉得我在搞特殊而且命令我要玩不要做作业。现在，可能有一些人会觉得我适应了很刻苦的孩子。但是，如果我像其他孩子一样玩的话而且只在平日（周一至周五）做作业，到时候我是不会完成的。所以我得多勤奋点儿，如果我想跟上其他的孩子，那我没有选择。

在中国一般我都不在乎或想我有多努力。我就一直做到我完成了我应该做的事儿。然后我会玩游戏或看电视。我不怎么在乎我到底累不累。很多人说我要强，但我其实是要跟上别人，而且我不会给别人任何机会小看我。这就是我。我想跟别人一样。

 In China school we had to do a lot of classwork and homework. I didn't mind doing class work, but I don't like doing homework.

When it comes to homework, almost always I'm the last one who finished. Sometimes I am jealous they can play, but I have to finish my homework. Why I'm always the last one to finish homework?

My first grade homework is OK, not too much for me. When it I went to second grade,  Mrs. Zhang gave us a lot of homework. She makes us copy two or three pages of article, and copy poems four or five times, and words few times.

It was a lot of homework to me. I usually didn't finished until 8 o'clock or 9 o'clock. Most of the time I finished homework last. I was very unhappy because other kids are playing around and I just have finish my homework.

In the school morning I always complain how much homework the Language Art teacher Mrs. Zhang gave us. Then she would ask, "Did I give you too much homework?" and she ask one of the fast students when they finished. They answer 7 o'clock. Of course they finished early, their writing is much faster than mine. 

Actually they were little bit afraid of Mrs. Zhang, and that's little bit true for me. When we do something wrong, she would scold us by use a lot of body language. So, no body would take a chance to mess around with her.

For third grade I have same amount of homework. When I got to fourth grade, the Language Art teacher change and we don't have as much homework. But isn't a very little.

Now let's talk about classwork, or school work. Sometimes we have some dictation, if we get wrong, we would have to rewrite that word five or ten times. Don't know if that sound a lot to you, but not for the kids who got a 100. In Language Art, we have to write the character beautifully so other people can read. That's not a hard thing to do, right? However, when teacher said the first word, we wrote down. Before I finished writing it, the teacher said the next word. Then she would say the next and next and I can't catch up anymore. So writing beautifully and keeping up with the speed is kind  of hard.

Then we passed our paper to the front and the teacher mixed them up and gave them back to us. One time, my work ended up with a girl that I really don't like. She graded me very strictly and I was very unhappy because I can read the word and I thought it's beautiful. In fact, that is my best for that situation. So I have to copy over many times because it was good enough.

In math class the teacher don't want us to make mistakes either. They want us to check carefully. One time we did eight long division and multiplication problems. I got one wrong, and I end up writing all eight problems ten times! It took me a long time.

Sometimes when we disobey, the teacher will make us copy an article. One time she make us copy an article with four pages of characters! I don't like to copy the article.

We have homework during summer and winter vacations. The nannies said, "First bitter, then sweet." which means first we do all the hard work, then we will have fun times to rest and play. So every vacations, I will do my homework longer than the others because I think I won't finish and I didn't want to be the last one. So when the kids played, I did my homework. The kids were mad at me because they think I'm being treated special and told me to play instead of doing my homework. Now, maybe some of you think I am a very hard worker. However, if I were like other kids playing and only doing homework on weekdays, I would not finish on time. So I have to work harder. I don't have a choice if I want to catch up with the other students.

In China I usually didn't care or think about how hard I work. I just work until I finished what I was suppose to do. Then I will play or watch TV. I really didn't care if I was tired or not. Many people said I was eager to excel, but what I am really doing is trying to catch up with everybody and I don't let other people take any chance to underestimate me. That's just me. I want be just like everybody.

Popular Kid

有名的孩子

在清河一小，对于我的年级来说，我是一个很出名的孩子。几乎所有跟我一样年级的人都知道我。但是，当一个很有名的孩子的感觉不是老是特好。

在学校，大多数的老师都挺喜欢我，只有我二三年级的（张）老师不喜欢我。但是，所有的孩子都讨厌我，很多。或许有些人只讨厌我一点点。

当我去厕所或是在走廊的时候，那些小孩很快就会认出来是我，然后就说我坏话，比如他们说我一班的大傻子，或是“哎，她是孤儿。”或说我的残疾。我知道他们在说我。我很不高兴。为什么她们老得说什么？他们就不能假装我不在，这样大家都高兴？我觉得他们应该闭上他们的嘴，舍得伤了别人的心。

在中国我老在想，是什么使他们那么看不起我？我又不是一个特凶的人。我着他还是惹他们？我真的那么坏吗？我这的有那么多的缺点吗？我真希望我能成为他们的朋友，但有时候我就是觉得他们特邪恶。

有时候我会开玩笑，说我是个那么倒霉的人，因为连新同学都讨厌我。

在我的一生，无论我去哪里，我一直是一个很有名的孩子。有时候你出名时是因为你是多么好的人，说是多么坏的人。我两个都经过过。

In Qinghe #1 I was a very popular kid for my grade. Almost all the kids in my grade know me. However, being popular is not always make you feel good.

In school, most of the teachers like me, only my second and third grade teacher (Mrs. Zhang) don't like me. However, all the kids hate me, a lot. Well, maybe some of them only hate me a little. 

When I go to bathroom or in the hallway, the kids would immediately recognize me and said negative things about me, such as that I'm the stupid guy in my class, or "Hey, she is a orphan." Or talking about my disability. I know they are talking about me. I was very unhappy. Why they always have to say something? Can't they just pretend I wan't there, so everybody is happy? I think they should keep their mouth shut, so they won't hurt anybody's feeling.

In China I always wonder, what make them to look so down on me? I wasn't really a mean person. What did I ever do to them? Am I really that horrible? Do I really have that many weakness? I wish I can be friend with them, but sometimes I think they are just evil.

Sometimes I will joke about how unlucky a person I am, because even the new kids hate me.

I always was a popular kid all my life, no matter where I go. Sometimes you can be popular for how wonderful you are, or how terrible you are. I been through both of them.    

Slow and Useless Person

慢和没用的人

在中国我是称为一个很慢的人，因为我做什么事儿都很慢。每次都是我最后完成作业，穿完衣服，刷完牙和其他的事儿。我不喜欢当最后一个。所有人都生我的气因为很慢。我不知道为什么我很慢。有的孩子特快的孩子。我真希望我能像他们一样快。

我的跑步也很慢。有时候在体育课上我们完接力赛跑。我的队员会问我能不能不跑，这样他们就不是因为我而输掉。我会反对他们，因为我不想只站在哪儿看的他们那么有乐趣。我也想有乐趣。我会做我最好的。正如你所猜的，哪个队有我，那个队就是“倒霉”队。每次我的队都是输了，同学们会说这全都是我的错，如果我没参加的话，他们可能就会赢了。这是事实。但是，我还是反对当他们问我能不跑吗，这是我的性格。如果你觉得我不能做什么东西，然后问我能不能不做，当你让别人做的时候，我会马上说不。我不管别人说什么，如果遇到我能不能做事的问题，他们没有权力控制我。我可以自己决定。

在学校我不是一个很有帮助的人，但我想帮助。老师会向别的学生问帮助，但好像从来都没问我。有时候我会问我能不能帮助，有时候即使他们不叫我去帮助，我还是会帮助的（但也就一次两次）。在学校我们也干了活，老师会决定那个组会做值日。他们让我干活了，但只让我做简单的活，从来就没让我做“难”的活。我真希望他们能让我做“难”的活，但我也不是特不高兴，最起码他们让我干活了。

在清河一小我有三个语文老师，一年级一个，二三年级一个，四年级一个。其中的两个老师说我没用和不值得（不是一年级的老师）。又一次在语文课我在读书，但由于某些原因，我读不了，就像有时又你读不了因为你有坏的一点，或是你的舌头特缠。我四年级的语文老师生气了然后说：“坐下，这没用，连这个都不能读。”先开始我笑了因为其他所有的同学笑了，一般当别人笑的时候，我不能帮助（控制我自己不笑）。但是，后来我很伤心，我差一点哭了因为她说的话。但是她说的是对的。有一次在二年级还是三年级，（我也忘了）我得了一个很不好的成绩。我的语文老师说白吃了。我哭了因为她说的太生硬了，我不能再接受了，但她说对了。

说到没用和慢，大多的问题是在体育。在我班上我就像一个大石头，连累了大家。体育老师又一次试得停止。但我也不是特高兴对他们的反应。

有时候当我上床的时候，我会哭一点点因为我很没有。现在我回想了一下，如果我不在人间的话，我的同学会有少一点问题。其他人也能一样（像我同学）。

In China I'm consider a very slow person, because everything I did are very slow. Every times I always the last one who finish homework, getting dress, brush teeth and other. I don't like when I the last one. Everybody get mad at me because I am so slow. I don't know why I'm so slow. Some of other kids are very fast kids. I wish I could be as fast as them.

My running is very slow too. Sometimes in PE class we will play relay running. My teammate will ask me not to run, so they don't have to loose to other team just because of me. I will oppose with them because I don't want to just stand and watch them having fun. I want to have fun too. I will try my best. As you guess, which team I'm on, which team is the "unlucky" team. Every times my team loose, the students will say it is all my false, if I didn't participate, they could be wining. Which it was true. However, I still say no to them when they ask me to not run, that's parts of my personality. If you say something that you think I could do it while you let other people do it, I will say no immediately. I don't care what people say, they have no control over me when it come to if I can do things or not. I can decide myself.

In school I wasn't very helpful person, but I want to help. The teachers will ask other students to help, but almost never ask me. Sometimes I will ask to help them, and sometimes I will help anyway(but it only once or twice). We also do chores at school, the teachers will decide which group to do the chores. They did let me do chores, but only easy chore, never let me to the "hard" chores. I wish they could let me the "hard" chores, but I wasn't very unhappy since they at least give me some chores to do.

I had three Language Art teachers in Qinghe #1, one for first grade, one for second and third, one for fourth. Two of them say I was useless or not worthy(not the first grade teacher). One times I was reading in Language Art in fourth grade, but for some reason I can't read like sometimes if you can't read because you had a bad day or your tongue get twist it. My fourth grade Chinese teacher got mad and said, "OK, sit down, so useless, can't even read this." At first I laugh because all the other classmate laugh, usually when people laugh, I can't help it. However, then I got very sad that I almost cry it because what the Language Art teacher said. Although what she said it true. One times I got really bad grade in language in second or third, I forget. My language teacher said it was a waste to let me eat food. I cry because what she said was so harsh that I couldn't take it anymore, but she is right.

Talking about Useless and slow, the most problem is in PE. In my class I'm like a big heavy rock that slow everyone. The PE teacher did try to stop one times. Still, I was very unhappy to what the students respond.

Sometimes when I'm in bed I will cry little because I am so useless. Now I'm thinking back, if I wasn't living on the world, my classmate will have less problem. Maybe for other people too.

Accident Happened, No More Second Chance

意外发生了，没有第二个机会了

当我上二年级的时候，也就是2009。有一件事影响了我的人生。

有一次那些许还在洗澡（在福利院很多女孩会一块儿洗澡）。当我正要拿洗发液的时候，我不小心摔倒了而且我的头撞到了厕所地面很尖的角（厕所的地面比浴室的地面要高一点），然后我的头流血了。我哭了因为那时候很疼！所以阿姨带我去医院，然后他们缝了我的头。

有一个阿姨哭了以为她很担心我，但其他的阿姨生我的气。她们怪我不小心，还说我不听话。

等这件事发生以后，阿姨们从来都不会让我干活。在这件事发生之前，当我想干活的时候，阿姨就让我干活。但是，因为这件事发生了，我再也没有得到第二次机会。我很不高兴。每次我问我能不能干活的时候，他们老说不行因为我会摔倒。有时候我会跟阿姨抗议。但是，阿姨的力量比我大得多了，而且，没有一个孩子同意我。我也没有放弃问他们给我第二次机会。我讨厌当别人小看我。每次阿姨说不行，我会说：“竟会小看人。”，有时候她们会说：“不是，是你太逞强了。”然后我就说如果别人能做的事，我就能做。阿姨老是会说我跟别人我不一样。有一次她们竟然把我弄到每个人的前面然后问我是不是跟别人不一样。然后我听见的只是：“是！”然后他们让我回到我座位。我很不高兴。

有时候我会说我又不是一个废物。她们说：“我没说你没用”很好，如果你不让我做事，这证明你觉得我不能做事，也就是说我是一个废物。但我不是一个废物。

因为这个，阿姨老会说我是一个死脑筋。那时候，我觉得这个意思是我很笨，但现在我懂了。我不觉得我很固执。我觉得她们太自以为是了而且她们不像接受她们有时候她们有时候会有错的事实。

时间过去了，我变聪明了。我会一些事做事当她们没看的时候，这样我就不会被她们说了，而且她们从来就没知道。

我老是想，为什么她们就是不能给我一个机会，然后她们可以从这里学一点东西。

When I was second grade, which was in 2009. Something happened that affected my life.

One time the girls were in the shower (in the orphanage a lot of girls will shower together). When I was about to grab shampoo, I accidentally fall and my head hit in the sharp corner of the bathroom floor (the bathroom floor is a little higher than the shower floor) and my head started bleeding.  I cried a little because it hurt! So the nanny took me to the hospital and they sewed my head.

One nanny cried because she was worried about me, but other nannies were mad at me. They blamed me for not being careful and they said I was not well behaved.

After this happened, the nannies would never let me do chores. Before this happened, the nannies would let me do chores whenever I asked. However, because this happened, I never got a second chance. I was very unhappy. Every time I asked to do chores, they always said no because I might fall. Sometimes I would argue with the nannies. However, the nannies were much more powerful than I was, plus, none of the kids would agree with me. Still, I didn't give up asking for a second chance. I hate when people underestimate me. So every time the nannies said no, I would say back, "You just underestimate people!" Sometimes they said, "No, you overexert yourself." Then I would say if other people can do it, then I could too! The nannies would always say I was different than everybody. One time they even took me in front everybody and asked them if I was different from everybody or not. Then all I heard is "YES." Then they let me go back to my seat.  I was so unhappy. 

Sometimes I would say I am not a useless person. They said, "I didn't say you are useless." Well, if you don't let me do things, that means you think I can't do things, which means I am a useless person. Which I am not!Because of this, the nannies would always say I am very stubborn. At that time, I thought it meant I am stupid, but now I understand. I don't think I am very stubborn. I think they are too sure of themselves and they don't accept that sometimes they might be wrong.

Over time, I got smart. I would do something when they are not looking so I wouldn't get in trouble and they never knew.

I was always wondering, why they can’t just give me a chance and learn from it.  

My Best Friend

我最好的朋友

当我上一年级的时候，那儿有两个女孩刚刚来到了福利院。一个很瘦的女孩叫马伟波。另一个女孩叫葛亚超。葛亚超是一个很甜很听话的女孩。我很喜欢她然后我们很快就成为了知心朋友。

在福利院我有很多的朋友。几乎我知道的女孩都成为了我的朋友而且我们开心。我没有跟男孩交朋友。有的男孩有一点坏。所以我不怎么喜欢他们。

我知心朋友和我不怎么吵架。她很甜而且我们很容易交往。有时候她太甜了。当我们从学校回到福利院的时候，阿姨会检查我们的水瓶是不是空的。如果不是空的话，然后我们得和剩下的水，然后再和多点！有一次她的不是空的所以她得喝水。可是她的水瓶不是空的是因为她重新灌了。但是她接受了惩罚而且什么都没说。如果我是她的话，我会说不公平而且会解释故事。我羡慕她因为她的心很软！

葛亚超的心不是很软当她看到别人被欺负。她会为他们站起来，但从来不为她自己。我真希望我能成为那样的人。

When I was in first grade, there were two new girls who just moved to the orphanage. One girl is very skinny and her name is Ma Weibo. The other girl is Ge Yachao. Ge Yachao is very sweet and well behaved girl. I liked her very much and soon we became best friends.

In the orphanage I had a lot of friends. Almost every girl I knew became my friend and I was very happy. I didn't make friends with the boys. Some of the boys were a little bit mean. So I don't like them as much.

My best friend and I usually didn't fight. She was very sweet so we are very easy going. Sometimes she was too sweet. When we came to orphanage from school, and the nanny would check if our water bottle was empty or not. If it was not empty, then we had to drink the rest of the water bottle and more! One time hers wasn't empty so she had to drink the water. However, her bottle wasn't empty because she refilled it! However, she accepted the punishment and said nothing. If I was her, I would have said it's not fair and explained the story. I admire her because her heart is so soft!

Ge Yachao isn't soft heart when she saw people being bullied, she would stand up for them, but never for herself. I wish I can be that person.

Kids and Family

小孩和家庭

在我上学之前，我整天待在福利院。我听说很多孩子都快有家了而且他们很高兴。不知道为什么，我很伤心因为我很想也有一个家。我不知道为什么我想有一个家。或许是因为其他孩子有家了。

阿姨们说只要我们好好听话，我们就会有家。所以我是一个非常听话的孩子。那时有我就一直努力因为我想有一个家。不过即使我很听话，四年级的时候我才有家。所以我也不太清楚听话的事儿是不是真的。

我希望我有一个家。

Before I went to school, I stayed in the orphanage all day. I heard many kids that are going to have family and they are very happy. For some reason, I was very sad because I wanted to have a family too. I don't know why I wanted to have a family. Maybe because other kids all have family.

The nannies said if we are well behaved, then we will have a family. So I was a very well behaved kid. At that times I tried everything because I really wanted have family! Although even though I behave well, I didn't have a family until I was in fourth grade. So I'm not sure if the behave well part is true.

I wished I could have a family. 

Qinghe #1

清河一小

2008年我在清河一小又重新上一年级（福利院外面的公共学校）。当我上学的时候，我很兴奋。我是一个好学生。在课堂上我积极举手发言。在一年级的期中考试我的数学，语文和英语都是第一名。不过有一个同学不同意。英语和数学我得了100，语文99。韩博轩（同学）说他语文得了100，但我也不怎么确定谁的分数是最高的。当我的分数是全班第一，很多同学都很羡慕我。我很高兴。所有的老师都很喜欢我。

随着时间的推移我的同学就开始不公平的对待我。我也不知道是什么原因。所有同学都不想跟我交朋友而且他们觉得我很脏很臭。我非常伤心因为他们不想跟我玩。我真希望我能跟他们交朋友。所有我就试了再试，但他们就想让我滚开因为我“很脏”。女孩比男孩要更要嫌弃我。那些女生就想是个公主然而我是一个很丑的人，所以她们不向碰我，就连我的东西他们也不想碰。最后我不耐烦了然后就不再试着跟他们交朋友了，因为他们老是那样对待我。我讨厌当他们让我滚的时候。我不知道我为什么那么脏还有那么丑。我真希望我是一个很干净的人，这样我班同学就会对我很好。但是，时间过去了以后我也不怎么在乎了因为他们就是特坏！就连我去则所的时候，那些女生都欺负我。她们推我因为她们不想让我在那儿。有一次一个女孩替我跟她们说了话而且她不在我班，后来我们就成为了很友好的朋友。她的名字是曹溪娟，那时侯在学校她是我唯一的朋友！那时候所有人都看不起我，我没有想过有人羡慕我而且我也不觉得以后会有人羡慕我，因为我很脏很臭而且又是个残疾人。我不喜欢别人把我当成残疾人而且我也从没有想过我自己是个残疾人。

我在我的同学下面一个非常糟糕的经历，但我的老师们都很喜欢我，尤其是我的体育赵老师。但我不怎么喜欢他因为他老抱我，尤其是男的。我不喜欢我不怎么知道的人给我拥抱。不过我现在习惯了因为在家里我们老是给别人拥抱。赵老师对我很好但有时候也有一点偏心。再体育课别的同学做的事我不用做。后来我问了问我能不能跟他们一起做。如果别人能做的事我就想做，这是我的个性。我的班主任将老师也挺喜欢我的。她挺关心我的。我挺喜欢她的。

一年级的生活一般都是很难过因为好多同学都欺负我。我不懂为什么他们只欺负我因为我并不是唯一的孤儿。（妈妈的话：其他福利院的孩子也跟她上学，有的是同一个年级，有的是不同的年级）

I went to first grade again in 2008 at Qinghe #1 (a public primary school outside of the orphanage). I was pretty excited when I started to go to school. I was a good student. I raise my hand a lot in the class. The first test we had the first semester I got highest grade in the class for English, math, and language arts. Although there was one student who disagreed with me. I got 100 for English and math, 99 for language arts. Han Boxuan(classmate) said he got 100 for language arts, but I don't really know exactly who had the highest grade for Language Arts. When I got a high score for the test, most kids look up to me. I was very happy. All the teachers liked me very much.

As the months went by my classmates started to treat me unfairly. I don't know how it started. All my classmates don't want be friends with me and think I'm a dirty and smelly person. I was very sad because nobody would play with me. I wish I can be friends with them, so I tried and tried and tried, but they just wanted me to go away because I'm "so dirty." The girls more so than boys. The girls act like they are princess and I'm a ugly person, so they don't want to touch me - even my stuff! Finally I got tired of being ignored and stopped trying to be their friend, I hated when they wanted me to go away. I don't know why I'm so dirty and smelly. I wish I can be a clean person so my classmate would be nice to me. However, I don't care very much after awhile because they are just so mean! The girls even bullied me in the bathroom, They pushed me because they wanted me to go away. One time one girl spoke up (for me) and she wasn't in my class, later we became very good friends. Her name is Cao Xijuan, at that time she was the only friend I had at school! At that time everybody looked down at me, I didn't think anybody looked up at me and I didn't think anybody will every look up at me because I have disability and dirty and smelly. I don't like people to  treat me like a people with disability and I never really think of myself as a person with disability,

I have a very bad experience from my classmates, but my teachers all like me just fine, especially my first grade teacher, Mr. Zhao. However, I am not very comfortable around him because he hug me a lot and I don't like when people hug me, especially male. I don't like when people hug me when I don't really know them. Although now I'm use to it since my family doing hug a lot. Mr.Zhao is very nice to me but sometimes a little bit bias, I don't have to do all the things that other students have to do in PE class. Later I ask to do the same things as the other students. I want to do the things that other people can do, that's part of my personality. My homeroom teacher Ms. Jiang liked me too. She cared about me a lot. I like her.

In first grade I was mostly sad because many students bullied me. I don't understand why they just bullied me because I'm not the only one who was an orphan. (Note from Mom: There were other students from the orphanage attending this school, in this grade and others.)