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More Job Stories

Here’s another job story for you, this time from a Class 3P student. After reading to story, take the quiz to test your understanding:

Recollections of Impressive Jobs in China

Zu Jia Wang

A long time ago, I had three very impressive jobs in China that I still remember. Right now, I’d like to recollect them.

The first impressive job was working in the desert in Xinjiang for a summer. The weather was hot and dry. The water was poor and salty. By day, the temperature was high. You were very thirsty, and needed to drink a lot of water. But you didn’t have any sweat on your body because the sweat evaporated very quickly. The water was too salty and bitter to drink. In the desert, you couldn’t walk far from your tent, or you would be lost.

At night, the temperature dropped very low. One night, it happened to blow hard with sand, and broke our tents. Everybody had a lot of sand all over their bodies. Luckily, it was easy to be gotten rid of, because the sand was so dry.

The best time was nightfall. You felt comfortable and watched the sky, stars, and satellites.

The second impressive job was working on the Yangtze River from Shanghai to Chongqing, about 2,400 kilometers. Different from the last job, the water was rich and soft. We lived on a new ship and looked like tourists watching the scenery and cities on both sides of the river. One day, when the ship reached the point where the river and Dongting Lake meet, the wind, rain, and waves were so strong that the ship almost sank. Right now, I’m still afraid of it. We preferred to live on land more than on the river.

The third impressive job was working on a farm in Hubei province for a year and a half. I learned how to plough the field with an ox. At first, it was very difficult to learn. The land on the mountain was hard and sticky. The weather in the winter was cold and wet with a little rain. The ox walked very slowly and breathlessly. After I had learned to do it, we moved to the plains where the environment was better.

Those three jobs impressed me forever.

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Job Stories

Classes 3A and 3P recently wrote about their current or past jobs. Read an example below from a Class 3A student and take the quiz afterwards to test your comprehension:

My Current Job

Cecilia Amaya

I am a home health aide. I work for Premier Home Health Care. I am a person who likes to help others. I enjoy spending my time with people who need my help. My patient is a nice person; every day he is waiting for me happy with a smile when he sees me. He just speaks Italian and English, so I try to practice my English with him. It’s funny because he corrects me every time I don’t pronounce a word correctly. His family is nice to me. I feel like one of their relatives.

I enjoy my job and enjoy practicing my English with my patient. But the first day I felt nervous because I didn’t know who my patient was. But days later, I felt better because he is a good guy. Some days we play bingo and sometimes he talks to me about his life. When he was a child he lived in Pennsylvania with his parents and eight siblings.

We also do exercise and watch TV shows and TV news in English. When he feels sad, we look at photos and he tells me about many trips he took in his life. He went on many cruises and went to many different countries. He was a person who did everything himself but now he needs help all the time because ten years ago he had a bad stroke. But day by day he tries to exercise, take medication, feel happy, enjoy time with his family, and be more optimistic about his life. God bless him and his family. I hope I can work a long time with him.

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Literacy Review Volume 15

Another year has passed, and the NYU Gallatin Writing Program has released a new volume of the Literacy Review, which is a collection of writing from adult education students throughout New York City. Last week, one student from the Adult Literacy Program read her story at a special party to celebrate the new Literacy Review’s publication at NYU. Her name is Larysa Frankiv (pictured above), and she is in Professor June Foley‘s writing class here at University Settlement. Read her brief bio and her story below:

Larysa Frankiv was born in Tashkent, Uzbekistan, and raised in Lviv, Ukraine. She has a son, Vitaly. “1001 Letters” is about her husband, Lyubomyr, who died in an accident when they were both 26, and their son was not yet two. Larysa Frankiv studies at University Settlement’s advanced writing class, where Michael Hunter is the director of the Adult Literacy Program. She enjoys many sports, especially running.

1001 LETTERS

(TO MY HUSBAND, WHO DIED AT 26)

Larysa Frankiv

My Dear Lovely Friend,

I wrote you thousands of letters, and I will never stop. I have never sent them to you. I don’t know where you are. How are you? All the words in the world cannot explain what I want to say to you. I just want to tell you SORRY. Sorry for what? . . . I love you. I hate you. I miss you. Please give me one chance to see and feel you.

Who you are to me, I don’t know. However, I clearly see you every night; in my dreams, you are still with me. You are with me there, but you are so far away. I can’t reach you. I can’t hug and kiss you. I can’t tell you anything. I need you. I cannot breathe without you. I can’t live without you.

You know what? I hate you so much. You kill me every morning. When I wake up alone, I realize it was a nightmare again. I will be reborn one night. I will walk with you in my dream. I won’t ask you for anything. I will have this moment. You will be just mine.

Please don’t disappear. You are my soul and heart. If you disappear, I will disappear . . . Please come to me every night. I wait. I cannot live without you or with you. I am sorry. I couldn’t. I could. I cannot. I couldn’t. Forgive me . . .

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More Health Stories

Our 3A and 3P students recently wrote about their encounters with doctors, hospitals, and ill health. Enjoy one below and then take the quiz to test your understanding.

 

Noelia Cardoso

The Scorpion

When I was ten years old, I was in my bed at midnight when I felt a bite. I started to cry a lot because it hurt. My mom came to me and asked what happened, and I said a scorpion stung me. Then she tried to find the scorpion. It was in my blanket.

My leg started to hurt. My mouth and my throat started itching and then I started to throw up. I continued crying and my dad said we had to go to the hospital immediately because I looked so bad. My father tried to find a car to take us to the hospital because it was so far away. I can remember it was so difficult for my father to find a car. Finally one neighbor wanted to do the favor and took us to the hospital.

In the middle of the ride I could not breathe. It was so difficult for me to breathe. It took more than ten minutes to arrive at the hospital. My mom tried to talk to me but I couldn’t speak. I think moms are so brave most of the time. We pass through many troubles in our lifetime.

Finally I needed six antibiotics because my body didn’t respond to the first antibiotics. My mom thought that day I was born again because I almost died that day.

In my town it’s normal to see scorpions everywhere, especially when the wind is strong. We have to take care in the house, especially in the bed. You don’t know if you can find a scorpion when you use the bed to take a nap. That’s why I love New York because we don’t have to worry about scorpions in the bed.

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Health Stories

Classes 3A and 3P have penned more stories, this time about health and health problems and going to the hospital and the doctor. Read one below and then take the quiz afterwards to test your comprehension.

Shu Fang Chen

Hospital

When I was pregnant with my son in 1995, I was in a clothing shop one day when I got a stomachache. I called my husband to take me to the hospital. After an hour I saw my doctor. She said my son was almost coming out. But after one day my son did not come out, so the whole night my stomach hurt.

The next morning the doctors said I needed to have surgery. When I was in the operating room, the doctors got everything ready, but then there was a power outage. I was lying on the operating table and it was very cold. Nobody cared about me. After an hour the doctors told me there wouldn’t be surgery now, so I needed to give birth by myself.

When I heard the news, I was sad. I was unlucky. I was in the operating room for three hours giving birth to my son. Afterwards I felt very cold. When I went back to my hospital room, my mother gave me two quilts, but I still felt cold and very tired. The nurse told me not to go to sleep, but I couldn’t keep my eyes open because I hadn’t slept for two days. My mother sat next to me and kept talking. Now I know mother is the greatest.

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More Food, Glorious Food!

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Here’s another food story for you from Class 3P. Remember to take the quiz when you’re finished!

Bitter Melon

Nian Ci He

Bitter melon is a vegetable. It is green and the shape is oval. Chinese medicine says bitter melon is a healthy food. It can help clean your stomach.

I remember when I was a child, my mom usually cooked bitter melon once a week because my dad had a habit of smoking. My mom thought bitter melon could help detox his body. She knew my brother and I didn’t like bitter melon because it tastes very bitter, so she cooked it in different ways, like bitter melon fried eggs, bitter melon braised ribs, bitter melon pig bone soup, etc., but we still didn’t like to eat it.

One time, we only had bitter melon braised ribs and rice for dinner. I didn’t like to eat bitter melon, but I didn’t have any choice, so I just ate ribs, one piece, two pieces, three pieces… My dad looked at me. He was angry. He said, “Bitter melon is good for you! You should eat it! Try it!” I was very afraid of my father, so I had to take a piece of bitter melon into my mouth, but I really did not like the taste, too bitter. Eating, eating, my tears flowing out.

Later my dad saw me eat so hard, and he said, “Forget it, do not eat it” and told my mother to put some other dishes out. When I saw the other dishes, my sadness turned to happiness.

Now every time I eat bitter melon, I think of this thing as a child, and I think of my dad. I miss him a lot.

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