28th February, Memorial Day of Peace

Actually, I don’t like 28th February although we always have a day off in Taiwan on this day. And thanks to your great president Mr. Bian, Taiwanese are now separated by people from the other province (mean their forebears are from Mainland China like my family), and native Taiwanese. We never had a day off on 228 until Mr. Bain became the president of R.O.C. I had no idea what’s happened on 228 in 1947. I checked about it on some websites. I don’t see why it has something to do with native Taiwanese and people like my family. But our great Mr. Bian said because the government who were from Mainland China aggrieved some Taiwanese at that time or something like that. I didn’t really get his point. What I know is that he thought we should have a day off on this day for the victims. And most native Taiwanese people are happy with that. But to me, just my own thought, our great Mr. Bian was just trying to fawn upon those demos. He really needs that though. He really needs those native Taiwanese to support him.

Lots of things have happened these days, sometimes I wondered if I really think too little for everything. I always felt that my friends like Cindy and Jessica think too much sometimes. But these days, I think it’s me who has thought too little. I also though of myself as a sensitive person. Yet I was wrong. Too slow to notice everything. I was always informed or announced by Jessica and Cindy. Sometimes I feel that I don’t trust people a lot, but it turns out that what I act is I think not every person is evil. I think maybe that’s why Jessica and Cindy think of me as their daughter. Sounds weird, right? But that’s how they call me. Everyday I came back from job and entered the room, they would say “Daughter! Welcome back, tired today?” Or they would go to the shop and said “Daughter, how’s your work today?” They went to my shop everyday though. And they really take care of me as a daughter. I think maybe it’s because they have seen and experienced more things than I have. I always said “It’s impossible” or “You think too much” when they informed me something. But then turned out that they’re right. Then they would say “See! Mom told you before. You have to be more careful of everything. Don’t think everyone is kindhearted.” These days, I could really feel that having a peaceful life is not that easy. Even I do nothing to others, try to just stay in my own world and go my own way, my life can’t be as peaceful as I want. Maybe I have to be more evil to keep others from disturbing my peaceful like. My ‘moms’ said that I couldn’t be that simplex in this world which makes me think a lot these days.