a tree grows in brooklyn.

In the book, Francie and her little brother, Neeley were talking about their father's death. They both couldn't understand why he died and what caused his death, only sure that he was really gone. Their conversation was really .. something.
"Neeley, why did papa have to die?"
"I guess GOd wanted him to die."
"Why?"
"Maybe to punish him."
"Punish him for what?"
"I dont know," said Neeley miserably.
"Do you believe that God put Papa on this world?"
"Yes."
"Then he wanted him to live, didn't he?"
"I guess so."
"Then why did He make him die so quick?"
"Maybe to punish him," repeated Neeley not knowing what else to answer.
"If that's true, what good is it? Papa's dead and he dont know that he's punished. God made Papa the way he was and then said to Himself, Idare you to do anything about it. I just bet he said that."

and it goes on talking about how Francie doesn't believe in God anymore while Neeley becomes scared. This conversation lead me to think about how we always question, but never get answers. I remember whenever I asked questions, I never got a straight answer, so I had to think of the answer by myself.

The joy lucky club.

Hey guys!

I'm waiting at the airport for the plane to shanghai.

Did you know that out of all the cities I know, Shanghai is the only that didn't get its name changed ? I was pretty suprised. Canton is now called Guangzhou.

The picture on the left it where I stayed at...Amazing, isn't it ? And it was only $34 per room.

Anyways, the day before, I met my aunt.

Oh, how happy father was when he met her ! They clasped each others hands, and talked over and over again about how old they've become.

I then became introduced to her family.

I met Aiyi's (my aunt) oldest son and his wife, four other people around my age, and a Lili, a little girl who's around ten. Also know as Aiyi's great granddaughter.

It has been a really enjoyable time and I'm kind of nervous to meet my twin half-sisters tomorrow, you know ?

I keep imagining that they'll run away from me when I tell then..you know, that mom has died. Well, I'll keep in touch and wish my luck !

-June.

a tree grows in brooklyn.

This book is taking me a while to finish but every single page is a precious one. RIght now, I'm reading about how Francie just started school. Her mom held her back form going to school one year so she can go to school with her younger brother, Neeley, because she wanted them to support each other and look out for each other just in case one of them gets bullied around. Francie loves school even though there's bullying, teachers that are unjust, and no friends that hangs out with her. She experiences a very lonely, but happy school year. What she notices though is that in he classroom, everyone is dirty and and they all nhave immigrant parents. I should be more like Francie. I should be really thankful for being able to go to school with friends and teachers that aren't unjust.