My Faith

I lost my voice, I lost my feeling, lost my faith.
It had been so long. It went all wrong.

I somehow finally found it. The truth sense of why my parents had sent me to the United States of America to receive the best education in the world. I have been through the frustration. I have finally discovered my advantages. I cannot pursue it, because the faith I had passed out what I found I regain it somehow, in the wandering place that I have been gone through.


The Reading I have just read, the piece of M.Butterfly. It was the living sense of being Asian Americans or Asians. As an Asian, I do not want to see any Asian people who suffered. I could not be in that success if I had lost my faith that once. By times and time, I had abandoned my feelings. I went away, I ran away, now I ran back.

I want to do the public announcement that I want to let everybody knows that we are Asian people, and we are going to let everybody know we are not aggressive people. Is it because our cultures are so aggressive so you fear us right?

I want to publish the whole thing to the world. To let everybody know that we have the faith to be Asian. As Asians, we are responsible to rebuild the whole Asian culture. We are not going to let Western values take over us. We are the Asians, we have the Great Wall, the Yingyang, the best traditional values that can only compete is Aristotle.