(late) Xin Nian Hao!
Happy (late) Chinese New Year! woot!
It's the Year of the Pig! (oink oink) We had a typical family dinner of homemade dumplings and wine. Nothing really exiting.
But some things were interesting. We went to church the next day and the church youth group was having a game of monopoly. I ended up with $666, which is considered very bad luck according to Western traditions. However, 666 is considered "liu liu da shwen", and therefore a very lucky number. Wierd eh? So I interpret this as good luck, since we did play the game on Chinese New Year Day.
I also got my yellow belt in TaeKwonDo. I definitely messed up on the chonji pattern by a bit, but I stillpassed. Of course, everyone else joined in September and I joined in November, so I'm very grateful that they let me test. David Kim, my Korean buddy at TKD was a bit mad because he joined in Sept, but we're at the same belt level. He's also plays clarinet with me in Orchestra. We enjoy friendly competition in both activities and we've gotten to know each other quite a bit. Come to think of it, it is weird how we share such similar interests.
I got my Xiucai exam done on CHF (China History Forum). It was quite difficult and I passed with 75%. So I'm now promoted to Entry Scholar Member. Good to hang out with fellow Asians over the web, because lately I've been pondering - "Who am I and where do I come from?" I used to think that I'll lose my Chinese background, pick up an English name, and grow up to find myself a successful career here in Canada. But lately, I've been wondering about my past. There's this strange urge to go trace my roots back to China and to all my family and relative there. All of a sudden, I feel like learning Chinese writing, reading, and culture somehow. I guess there must come a time where you just have to find and embrace your roots.
Anyways, made an interesting friend this week. He came over here from Alberta and he's Lebanese. He's "left his life" over at Alberta, and that's exactly how I felt like when I came here to Kelowna from Ottawa. So we get along nicely. By the way, his mom is Christian and his dad is Muslim. He's half and half, which makes him ... religiously interesting.
Well, there we go. All updated!
Peace.
It's the Year of the Pig! (oink oink) We had a typical family dinner of homemade dumplings and wine. Nothing really exiting.
But some things were interesting. We went to church the next day and the church youth group was having a game of monopoly. I ended up with $666, which is considered very bad luck according to Western traditions. However, 666 is considered "liu liu da shwen", and therefore a very lucky number. Wierd eh? So I interpret this as good luck, since we did play the game on Chinese New Year Day.
I also got my yellow belt in TaeKwonDo. I definitely messed up on the chonji pattern by a bit, but I stillpassed. Of course, everyone else joined in September and I joined in November, so I'm very grateful that they let me test. David Kim, my Korean buddy at TKD was a bit mad because he joined in Sept, but we're at the same belt level. He's also plays clarinet with me in Orchestra. We enjoy friendly competition in both activities and we've gotten to know each other quite a bit. Come to think of it, it is weird how we share such similar interests.
I got my Xiucai exam done on CHF (China History Forum). It was quite difficult and I passed with 75%. So I'm now promoted to Entry Scholar Member. Good to hang out with fellow Asians over the web, because lately I've been pondering - "Who am I and where do I come from?" I used to think that I'll lose my Chinese background, pick up an English name, and grow up to find myself a successful career here in Canada. But lately, I've been wondering about my past. There's this strange urge to go trace my roots back to China and to all my family and relative there. All of a sudden, I feel like learning Chinese writing, reading, and culture somehow. I guess there must come a time where you just have to find and embrace your roots.
Anyways, made an interesting friend this week. He came over here from Alberta and he's Lebanese. He's "left his life" over at Alberta, and that's exactly how I felt like when I came here to Kelowna from Ottawa. So we get along nicely. By the way, his mom is Christian and his dad is Muslim. He's half and half, which makes him ... religiously interesting.
Well, there we go. All updated!
Peace.
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