Aimee's Journey @New York


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When I met a Psychic

In the late afternoon of last Tuesday, I wandered in 34th street after the class. I saw a middle-aged woman in black, waiting someone at the door of a gift shop. When she saw me, she stared at me for about five seconds. I felt strange, and quickened my pace when passing her. “Hey! Girl.” She talked to me, “Are you worrying a lot these days?”

I stopped and felt stranger, with a little surprise. First, I didn’t know her. Second, I did have something bothering me these days. How could she read my mind? “Hi, did we met somewhere?” I asked. “No, I never met you before. But I can see that your mind is in chaos and currently you cannot find a way to get rid of this status. May I help you to smooth them?” She paused, “I feel some connection with you. I’m a psychic.”

This was the first time I bumped into such a thing. I was so surprised that I could not speak a word. “For you, twenty dollars.” said she. I nodded because I was curious about what she would do next. She asked me to show her my palm first, and then took out a pebble, a very normal pebble. “Put your hands on it.” I did what she said, and she looked at the pebble very carefully. Was the pebble some kind of a crystal ball? When I was wondering, she started to talk, “You are a foreign student. You like here at first, but now you feel things change. You feel depressed because you feel someone who is very important is leaving.” At the thought of my grandma being seriously ill and I could not always be at her side due to the distance, I felt sad. “You worked hard on something but it didn’t turn out to be desirable.” The denied project, the off-track paper comes to my mind and made me frustrated.

“But it is fine. And you will be fine. Remember, peace is the source of your wisdom and strength. You have the strength to identify yourself. You have the passion to go for what you want. You will become a woman who know how to dig into herself and bring out her power.”

I don’t know why, but these a few words have sort of magic to make me relieved. It seemed that all my negative thoughts were taken away by the pebble. And the psychic gave me warm and hope. How could an office lady look woman be a psychic? Why did she choose me not someone else? Did connection really exist? Suddenly all these questions became unimportant. Life is like a maze. When I lost my way, someone showed up, giving me confidence, and I called it fate.

What a wonderful day!

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A Letter to Sister

People say that there are two phases you will experience when going to a new environment: firstly, a heavy dose of novelty, and then more and more intense homesickness.  Last week, my sister got married and I was not able to attend her wedding since my new semester just began. Sadness, pity, happy, a lot of emotions and memories were aroused, so I decided to write them down to tell my dear sister.

Dear sister

When I watched the photos and videos of your wedding that dad and mom sent to me, all kinds of emotions were brought up. The smile on your face told me that you were the happiest woman in the world on that day.

I felt so pity that I could not attend your wedding, and even a little angry that you didn’t hold the wedding before I left Shanghai. Since I was a little child, we made a deal that I would be your bridesmaid someday in the future, and it was like a seed buried in my heart but failed to blossom. After knowing that you are going to marry a couple weeks ago, a lot of childhood memories came back to my mind. Despite the twelve years age gap, I always loved to play with you and was like a little tail of you. When I was a primary school student, you were already a college student. At that time, we lived in a small house. Every time the new semester began, you bought me beautiful dust jackets and cute stickers to decorate new books. You brought me to the wonderful handwork world, teaching me to make origami, bracelets and embroidery. Laughter filled our life every day. We poured water at each other at the garden in summer. We tried to heat milk candies on the lid of rice cooker in winter and succeeded.

You are always my model, even heroine. I appreciate your taste of books and clothes. I am influenced by your passion to find something new and interesting. I admire your calm attitude to the ups and downs of life. The guy you marry is someone you truly loved for ten years. No matter how people don’t see a bright future of you two, how hindered by others, you resist the stress and prove to everyone that you cannot be parted. Seeing you holding hands tightly, I feel all your grief and insistence for years is worthwhile. I’m going to burst into tears because I am really happy for you! Although the position of bridesmaid is vacant, the best wish is always there to fill. Congratulations! From now, you are starting a new chapter of life.

I love you, sis! Please be fiercely happy!

Love

Aimee