Why I love China and Her People....

I am just so angry. I can't think straight.

I love Chinese culture, I regularly use Chinese medicine and acupuncture and I have deep respect for the Chinese people. When I was a kid my dad lived in Toronto and he had many sweet Chinese women and men working with him. I was fascinated by the rhythm of their language, the antiquity of their culture, and their food. I was simply fascinated by them, the color and straightness of their hair, their small stature and their warm smiles. I loved going out to lunch with these wonderful people. I liked how they all shared each others food, poured tea, and used chop sticks (which I still have not mastered...I always felt wrong and embarrassed when I asked for a fork). I loved passing through China Town, nearly running to keep up with my dad's long strides, as I took it all in. Listening to my dad's loving commentary, looking at the dragon and Buddha statues. I remember being repulsed by the featherless ducks hanging in the butchers window but loving the sweet juicy taste of the exotic lychee nuts.

I have spent a lot of time sharing and learning about China and her people with my darling children. Check out these posts on our blog.
Chinese Lion Dance
Kung Hei Fat Choi
China Town Center

So why am I so angry?