When I was five years old, I hated to go to school not because of I didn’t like to study, but because of I didn’t like to work with the math teacher. In my memory, she had a long and red hair. She didn’t smile at all, just like a grumpy cat when she started to teach in class. I remembered one day, the weather was sunny, but my mood was windy. I told my mother that because of math class I didn’t want to go to school. My mother was thinking I was making a joke to her. Finally, she picked me to …show more content…
8 is a Chinese Lunar New Year’s Eve, also known as Spring Festival, is a significant traditional Chinese holiday in China. The evening before New Year’s Day is special for Chinese families have dinner together. We called reunion dinner. Reunion dinner brings relationships closely and exchange gifts and greetings. My family does the same thing when we are in China. However, after we move to the United States, everything is changing. We are rarely sitting together. My parents finish their job and come back home while I sleep. This monkey year is one Monday. As usual, my parents and sisters are working today, they will not go home until 10:00-11:00pm. Today, after class, when I come back, the wall is surrounded me and I heard the sound of tick clearly. I sit in front of the computer, check my homework and post it on Blackboard. What a quiet period! Compare to Chinese who live in China, we have different ways to celebrate our New Year. Compare to them, I feel like a foreign who watch them how to celebrate their holiday. I feel like a person who stand in front of the theater in a snow day. I feel like a lonely white cloud float higher on the