Obviously, I am more of a Chinese than an American, but since I spent most of my past five years in a high school in Alabama, I understand a lot more about Alabaman society than about Chinese society. Therefore, it is no surprise that every time, when I return to Shenzhen, China, for summer holiday, I will be surprised by almost everything. I believe this is due to both the rapid development of this young city and of myself toward maturity, which enables me to generate different reflections each time I come back to China.
This summer is a special one. Since my high school dismisses earlier than most others, and my college starts after most others, I would have a surprising four-month-long break between school days. This combining with my brand new high school diploma in U.S. served me as the perfect opportunity to get some sort of part-time job. …show more content…
The exiting people moved out of the train, not facing any resistance—the boarding people didn’t try to get into the train immediately, instead, they simply waited for them to exit, and then they boarded into the train.
The gate clanked shut, and the train again started moving. I saw a man standing up from his seat, leaving an empty seat. “Why is he getting up right after the train started moving?” I wondered, “Maybe he had just realized that he missed the station?” While I was thinking, someone obtrusively squeezed past me—a young boy tried to take the seat. “Well.” I said. Of course, an empty seat in a crowded metro cabin always attract people to sit down.
“Hey.” The boy was stopped by the man, who put an arm on his shoulder, and whispered something to him. The boy’s face immediately flushed. He stood up, and moved a few feet away. The man squeezed past the crowd of people to the gate, and waited for the next stop. “What a rude man,” I thought, “he had a bad time missing his station, so he isn’t even letting others sit