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Coming Home–Moments of Those

When my homesickness began to devastate my productivity in every aspect of life in Kingston, I decided to pack my luggage and booked air tickets to home. After 15 hours’ dir20151219094602_AfQ3M.thumb.700_0ect flight, I finally arrived at the Hong Kong International airport, the portal of a country where its people are recognized as Chinese worldwide, where its landscape changes dramatically from year to year with highly developing economy, where I am pressured by its overpopulation, prodigious construction forests and the fast-paced lifestyle but still miss it desperately because there “my kingdom awaits” (from Diddy Dirty Money – Coming Home), no matter how far I am.

 

What holiday used to mean for me has changed, and is changing all the time, due to my growing experience. When I was a little kid, holiday meant tasty, sumptuous food, unbridled joy, and lucky money in red bags (especially in Chinese Spring festival); when I was a high school student, holiday meant a brief chance to take a breath from heavy school loads, or a hasty and exciting trip to somewhere beyond the living place; when I was an international student and now an international worker in Canada, holiday is desired in my imagination and reflection, where I stay with my family, listening to their trivial chatter and showing care; or hang out with friends on the path we had taken times and times when we went to school together; or just be there, be at home, being surrounded and secured by the sense of rooted belonging.20160831102348_ustSW.thumb.224_0

 

Unfortunately, holiday, at this time, also means to be a unit that could be reluctantly sacrificed when the skewed schedule favors academic and professional development. As a result, my holiday is often postponed and curtailed in order to catch up all the tasks at hand. I was not conscious of this silent sacrifice until some people showed surprise when they heard of my holiday plan in China would be less than a month. I explained to them that I need to take a test for job in Toronto after a month, and I have to come back to monitor my application of Permanent Residence, also I20150811205106_nAS3u.thumb.700_0 need to write some proposals for renowned academic conferences, and so forth. They seemed to understand me. But from that moment I become confused. How much would these worth, than my true desire and need to see my friends and family, as well as their desire and need to meet me?
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The life circumstance is so contingent that I probably could not do the math. When I landed in China and saw my mom waiting for me at the door, with hot soup prepared at the table, I just want to cherish these moments, and prolong the joyfulness of the holiday in the bottom of my heart. I know I could not give up my individual strive in Canada, but when I am with them now, I want to be a good daughter, a good friend, be good enough that I will think and act with care, love, and more care.

 

20140814055601_jQLrQ.thumb.224_0Well, I start my holiday being a poppet, what about yours?

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One comment on “Coming Home–Moments of Those
  1. Colette says:

    Junyu, I hope you enjoy every moment at home. We all need that and I myself are going to do the same. Heading home for the holidays to Australia.

    For grad students who can’t get home, then don’t forget you have a grad family too. Let’s look after each other during this time. Take time to rest and come back refreshed!

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