As hinted by my blog's theme, I'm Chinese American,(or half Taiwanese if you want to involve politics). The reason of me in America along with my Grandpa, uncles, aunts and parents can be summed up in three words, "we hate communism," my grandpa especially. Growing up in the Canto region of China, my grandpa worked as an engineer before settling down as a business man, owning several movie theaters showing the latest American movies. Then the communist party took over China. Communist do not like educated citizens, especially those that were wealthy through capitalist techniques. After most of his money was taken away, he escaped to Hong Kong, and applied his family for immigration. The journey to America was a difficult one, requiring him to leave one of his kids to the communist as a hostage to make sure that he still payed the communist government the money that he "owed." He eventually had all of his kids immigrate to the U.S

My grandpa left behind a familiar life in Hong Kong, hoping to find an education for his children. That was his American Dream, to make a better future for his kids. And he succeeded. He was under the protection of the U.S Government, so the communist forces in China wouldn't harm his family. He had to leave what was left of his business in China, and enter a new culture, but he wanted the best for his children. My grandpa still thinks the American dream still exists today, where one can work hard with an education to achieve great success, as shown by my Dad's generation(two doctors and a pharmacist). The concept of the American dream has not changed much at all, in fact, its reinforced today with competition for colleges increasing annually. My own American dream is basically the same, to get a good education to land a good job and live a comfortable life, preferably away from communism.

Journal #24 a worn path indeed

"A worn Path" depicts the story of a worn, but resilient grandmother by the name of Phoenix Jackson reach a town to pick up medicine for her grandchild. The reader is introduced to information about the grandchild but they have no idea if the Child is alive or not. Eudora Welty, the author of this story, states her opinion on the matter, explaining that she does not believe that knowing whether the Child had lived or not was relevant to the main part of her story. I for one, agree with Welty's opinion about the condition of the grandson. A story depicting the journey, not the destination shows how the knowledge of whether the grandchild survives or not is irrelevant For most of the book, the reader is not focused on the conflict with the grandson, instead they are focused on the struggle that Phoenix has to go through, her own personal journey. All the reader is supposed to know is that Phoenix loves her grandson. Her love for her grandson would not be diminished if he was dead or alive. Theres evidence that Phoenix would still have taken the journey to pick up medicine for her grandson, as she could use it to cope with the deck.