好了,贴个我的旧作吧,上面有些我的金钱观的。。。。。。。。
The color of the sky
In 1994, I started o study in the college. By that time, I just turned twenty three. I started to think about my life, my career.
I had been in this country for two years, and I am poor. I had been thinking about make a lot of money in my future. Someone told me that I would make a lot of money in my future. I thought so.
In my pre-college life, sky was always blue. Most of the time, I looked at the blue sky and the white clouds; and I decided to build my life since. I lived in the city. The school had nice campus, gymnasium and wide open lawns. During the time of breaks between classes, I often sit on the lawn, looking at people sitting around. There were students sitting there, most of them are majority students, some are minorities. They play and study there between their classes. Looking at them, I have been thinking, will I be like them someday, fun and worry free.
I grew older when I started my college and I had been thinking about life and money. And I thought that was right, making a lot of money for my life is good, because I was poor. I studied engineering that would ensure my success in my future, as an engineer, and to start making a decent income.
Many engineers do not hold their career for their whole life. When the bad time comes, they will be facing at layoffs and start to work in other professions. Some lucky ones could advance their career towards management. Top engineers can make engineering directors. The world is big for them.
I finished my study and became an engineer. It is the whole world facing me at the time of my graduation. I got a job; my student life when I had a chance to practice engineering before graduation ensured my success as an engineer. The sky is blue. Sometimes at night, I have been thinking that I have accomplished my dream to make a decent money.
The situation suddenly became bad, companies in US started to lay off lots of people in 2001. Engineers were the first to face the situation. I came back to Canada. The situation continued for a couple of years, and it was getting worse. I have been unemployed for four years already. My sky turned gray, I started some part time jobs for the income, and very often I lived on social assistance. I have been thinking about going back to China for my career, but I also heard the situation there wasn’t good too.
I started to write my story, my life, things I like and what I believe in, after I thought for a long time. Writers make poor money, and engineers are better since they work for the productivity. But for my life, money is no longer important to me as before, at least I think of it. It is really the matter of whether I like it and to continue with my life. I started to enjoy writing and it became part of my life. My sky turned blue again even I am still poor. It is now looking refreshing everyday as I am enjoying my life. I go look, play and write for my life now. It is the life and happiness that matters.
Money does not bring you anything except the money itself, only the money, I now believe in. It does not make you happy or sad. Maybe it will make you live in a better way. And most often, happy people are not rich people. Also rich people may not be the happy people, but poor people can be very happy too. Enjoying life, and being happy are my goals in my life. |