This summer, going to the moutains
HUANG Guilan
Origin:
if not the little princess joined in the Tai Bei
Service Team
If not EDEN had the Tibetan Service team first time
If not Yongxiang and Yang said age wasn’t a
problem
If not my family gave me the encouragement and
support
If not I wanted to open my “happy heart”
If not all the things above
I wouldn’t not be able to come to the beautiful
mountains and meet those beautiful people.
“the beautiful prairie is my home where there are
colorful flowers, green grass, and nice breeze.”
This euphonious folk song opened my wonderful memory
about the beautiful village where the Xi Da Tan
Middle School was located.
Tibetan
Service Team – what a special journey with
responsibility and pressure. EDEN prepared the
volunteers well before we started this journey.
However, when the time came, I still became nervous.
We took a flight to Hong Kong, got on a bus to
Guangzhou, and took the train to Lanzhou. This long
and noval train journey
gave us an opportunity to really see those places
which we only read in our textbooks. As the train
went, all those beautiful scenery were just like the
horse-racing lantern! We pasted
Yellow Crane Tower which was in Cui Hao’s brilliant
poem. We pasted Zhengzhou and Tianshui, entered
Longxi Plateau, and arrived at Lanzhou. It took us
three days to get to our destination.
Tianzhu County means the county with God blessing
and is located on the only pass to He Xi Four County
in Han Dynasty. The local noodle and soup bun are
very delicious. We bought more supplies. Our
destination was only about a hundred kilometers
away. Everyone in my group knew that a hundred
kilometers was seen as a short distance considering
that China is such a big country (a few days later,
when Tibetan people said “we would arrive in a
little while”, it meant about two hours later).
However, my tiredness was taken place by the amazing
landscape and a gamboling heart. Our car passed by
the Wuqiao Ridge which had a altitude of 3030 meters
and was the start point of Hosi Corridor of the
Ancient Silk Road. There were the same scenery after
thousands years, but the merchants on the Silk Road
were gone! Later, we arrived at Xi Da Tan which was
a little village surrounded by branch ranges of
Qilian Mountain. There were about a hundred
households and mainly were Tibetan people. It was a
tiny but beautiful village. The mountains were not
high but there were plenty grass and forests. The
breeze also brought the wonderful smell of scattered
flowers. There were goats, yaks, and horses. The
villagers had dark red skins and starred at us with
curiosity and friendly smiles.
If
innocence, purity, kindness, and shyness are
beautiful nature of human being, kids in Xi Da Tan
Middle School deserve those words. At our first
meeting, I felt their sincerity; in the one-week
interactive teaching, I learned their brilliancy
which was so different from urban kids. They were
diligent, economical, strong, respectful, and
friendly. In this poor land, a bun, a bowl of noodle
or rice, a potato, with a glass of water would be
their dinner. In the cold night, we couldn’t fall
asleep, but they read their English textbooks with
two thin shirts on. How to describe the sympathy and
touching feelings at that moment?
Mingyan,
Zhang Feng, Zhuoma … sweet and smart girls;
Yongbiao, Yugang, Wucheng … handsome and
enthusiastic boys: now the teachers in EDEN 16th
group all came home safely. Your love and tears are
unforgettable. Though we didn’t have more time to
know you better, but you were all deeply in our
hearts. In poor environment, you should live for
hopes. We hope you can go out of the mountain to
gain your achievements in life and helped your
hometown to become a better place. Kids, we love
you! In the near future, Da Xi Tan would be proud of
you. We will pray for you even though we are far
away from you.
Some people say that travelling itself is a kind of
growing up. Some people say life is a series of
happy chain lockers. This summer, I appreciate this
amazing journey and I look forward to going into the
mountain again. |