Out to Zhangjiakou
It was drizzling outside as I started my engine. It was five, early morning, and we are on route to Zhangjiakou today with my students. Upon arrival we plan to take-in the sights of the XXIV Winter Olympic Games while doing some charity work for the local impoverished mountain community schools within the region.
Our immense transportation bus failed to compare in size to the enormity of the recently built fighter plane next to our teaching building on campus in honoring the‘fighting spirit’ of our beloved Hengshui High School No. 1 students. Prior to our departure, miraculously, the plane was re-assembled on campus in less than three hours. The plane was formally presented to the students by one of our former graduates. I am certain that such a inspirational landmark will not only mark another reason for increased campus attraction but most certainly to inspire the many who are able to fully grasp, in awe of its sheer design & beauty, the plane’s symbolism of strength & honor.
Shortly after the ceremony, the students had to disassemble the drums with us for there was not enough room in the storage. We are planning to create some local music performances for the local school. It has been raining all morning and will remain the way up to Zhangjiakou!
Zero-Dark 6:06AM.We are, at last, finally on our way.
As the bus locked in his speed along the long highway ahead, the loud laughter and cell phone game sounds begin to lessen to a quiet pitch. Soon, there would be a silence that crept through the bus like the calm before the storm. We are all excited for this wondrous journey ahead as I take in a moment of blessed reflection to wish each of us good luck and good healthto each of us!