“ Hey, can you help me with my Chinese homework sometime
tonight?” ( My roommate)
“ Sure. Just let me
know.”
November 11th,
2011,7:30pm, 13 days before my birthday. I went into a study lounge to help my
roommate with her Chinese homework.
The study lounge was
dark when I got there, the windows are pasted with newspapers. There is one
leaflet on the door said “ Chinese study session”. So I opened the door.
" Happy birthday!!!!!! " They shouted.
The room was beautiful, the most beautiful room I have never seen before. I can see the blue sky from the window. The TCU football stadium stood out in front of me. The balloons are all over the floor. My name are made of balloons hang up on the window. There were piles of presents on the other side of the room. My favorite food, chick-fill-a was on the table. As well as two birthday cake. The decoration is so cute that I couldn't open my eye.
The most important part is, all my favorite people are there.
They are friends of my life.
My memory went back to a month ago.
It was a random conversation between my friends and I during a study break. It was about birthday party.
" WHAT??? You have never had a birthday party?" My friends were shocked.
" Nope, I have no clue what's birthday party!!"
They began to explain the concept of a birthday party. I guess they have never explain what is a birthday party before, so they were so excited to do this for the first time.
I listened very carefully, smiled and nodded.
Right now, every single detail they mentioned that appeared in front of me.
In addition of my favorite balloons, chick-fill-A and Michael Jackson's song.
My tears finally burst out of my eyes, with joy and the feeling of blessing.
No one knows how important this is for me. As a International student, I came here without knowing anyone. Everything is uncertain and unknown. I didn't expect to being accepted by here, including the environment and the people. I left home and my parents for the first time, I was ready for this challenge, at the same time, I am not ready.
I walked to Target because I couldn't find people to drive me for the first several days of school. I cried because I saw all the students here have family to help with the move-in. I have to wait shuttle in the airport, dragging 4 suitcases all the way from the station to my dorm by myself. I lifted the bed by myself. I didn't eat for several days because the market square was closed.
They are all past now. I met my friends after all of that. I found my friends who across the cultural and language barrier. I have never, never imagine this will happen one day.
It did happen. I suddenly realized that I am loved. I kept thinking back about how miserable I was instead of noticing all those important love around me. All the laughter, happiness and memories I created here.
The first birthday party in my life began. It was also my first American birthday.
I saw two birthday cakes, they are both hand made, the only difference is one had my Chinese name on it, the other one had my English name.
I blew out the candle and made a wish. Thirteen people around me and sang " Happy birthday". I knew it would be one of the best memories in my life.
Time to open the presents. One by one. They are all full of love and caring.
And I got a scooter!!!!
We played games for several hours, we jumped, we sang together.
Time seemed stop moving that night, me too. I stop thinking about how hard for me to stay here. I began to look ahead, I know I need to appreciate what I have. No whining, no jealousy.
You have to fight through some bad days to earn the best days of your life.
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