Without any relative in this foreign country,it's really gleeful of me to give a reception in honour of my cousin here.On the last Friday evening,I fetched him from Changi Airport,thus beginning our first meet abroad.
On that evening,I went to the airport alone where I didn't know much before.Ironically,I arrived one and half hour earlier than his fight.Not bad,I hanged around this one of the most efficient airports in the world.What moved me most is the scene in which other foreigners to pick up relatives express the excited feeling when they met after IMMIGRATION.There were many people from different countries with various of meeting customs.Some made a slight bow with hands folded in front while some others kissed when meet the opposite sex .Also,I saw a Muslim woman without any reaction when she met her husband,maybe. But what's the same was the happiness they had .A few times ,when I saw a family reunited,I admired ,really.
Up to midnight,I finally saw my cousin coming out!Though we two guys didn't embrace,we were all filled with excitement.Unconsciously,we spent less two hours on the way getting to his accommodation I arranged before . Actually,he is just one years older than me, but after talking awhile, I found he knew much more than me.In another words, he was more mature than expected.Sent to Australia to study for 5 years, he had got acquainted with the world well. The name of his university is The University of New South Wales.As far as I know,he had got many kinds of part-time jobs and did varieties of businesses.From scoundrel to high officials,he associated with many people in society.He told me some experience how to struggle in a different country especially when you were alone. For example, he said "Never relax vigilance against anyone",for he was be cheated once.
The next two days --on weekends,we went to Sentosa,Meilion Park,Chinatown and other significant places in Singapore.I always led a bad way so that we had to walk for long time because I was still not very familiar with the streets.He liked to go shopping and was a little bit extravagant. He bought me some famous brands of clothing which I really liked.But I was the host here,I must treat him to local delicious food and show him around.
Within two days, we shared the experience from two countris,and talked about the conditions in family.He told me what were the houses,streets,people in Australia like,and many manners in resterauts ,companies.I said to him how excited when I heared the news that,like many of my relatives, I could go abroad to study as well .When it came to how long hadn't we met I could not tell exactly.It occurred me that when we were young,we escaped secretly to play computer and got punished together,quarreled just for a toy or any small thing,and at night,discussed a very deep question:What on earth the girls are? Ha,how innocent were we then! At that young ages,we would never ,never know that one day, we could meet in other country like a couple of old friends aparting for long time.However,those days just escaped in front of us but we have nothing to do.
A new week comes.How time flies!I always believe that, Airports are sad places.Sometimes,I wish I were going with him ,but I can just hope he might even be able to come back again in the near future.
On that evening,I went to the airport alone where I didn't know much before.Ironically,I arrived one and half hour earlier than his fight.Not bad,I hanged around this one of the most efficient airports in the world.What moved me most is the scene in which other foreigners to pick up relatives express the excited feeling when they met after IMMIGRATION.There were many people from different countries with various of meeting customs.Some made a slight bow with hands folded in front while some others kissed when meet the opposite sex .Also,I saw a Muslim woman without any reaction when she met her husband,maybe. But what's the same was the happiness they had .A few times ,when I saw a family reunited,I admired ,really.
Up to midnight,I finally saw my cousin coming out!Though we two guys didn't embrace,we were all filled with excitement.Unconsciously,we spent less two hours on the way getting to his accommodation I arranged before . Actually,he is just one years older than me, but after talking awhile, I found he knew much more than me.In another words, he was more mature than expected.Sent to Australia to study for 5 years, he had got acquainted with the world well. The name of his university is The University of New South Wales.As far as I know,he had got many kinds of part-time jobs and did varieties of businesses.From scoundrel to high officials,he associated with many people in society.He told me some experience how to struggle in a different country especially when you were alone. For example, he said "Never relax vigilance against anyone",for he was be cheated once.
The next two days --on weekends,we went to Sentosa,Meilion Park,Chinatown and other significant places in Singapore.I always led a bad way so that we had to walk for long time because I was still not very familiar with the streets.He liked to go shopping and was a little bit extravagant. He bought me some famous brands of clothing which I really liked.But I was the host here,I must treat him to local delicious food and show him around.
Within two days, we shared the experience from two countris,and talked about the conditions in family.He told me what were the houses,streets,people in Australia like,and many manners in resterauts ,companies.I said to him how excited when I heared the news that,like many of my relatives, I could go abroad to study as well .When it came to how long hadn't we met I could not tell exactly.It occurred me that when we were young,we escaped secretly to play computer and got punished together,quarreled just for a toy or any small thing,and at night,discussed a very deep question:What on earth the girls are? Ha,how innocent were we then! At that young ages,we would never ,never know that one day, we could meet in other country like a couple of old friends aparting for long time.However,those days just escaped in front of us but we have nothing to do.
A new week comes.How time flies!I always believe that, Airports are sad places.Sometimes,I wish I were going with him ,but I can just hope he might even be able to come back again in the near future.
Good bye ,my elder cousin !! Good bye ,my childhood !!
It is certain that this weekend left a deep impression on your mind,and I am a little jealous of you !
ReplyDeleteI really really admire you since you have a relative coming...
ReplyDeleteThe photo you paste is very interesting...your elder cousin is standing on a step upper than you, pretanding to be of the same heitht as you... haha~
Envying~Actually although your cousin was standing on an upper stair,I can see that he is also very tall.Is it bacause the gene of your family?
ReplyDeletethank you for comments ! but why are you just focussing on my height??
ReplyDeleteA very interesting study-- airports as places where people show aspects of being human and show great emotion. It is also great to read about the close relationship you have with your cousin. However, what is, "From scoundrel to high officials"? This appears in your blog. I am a bit confused here. Focus on proofreading your work. Much of your thoughts and ideas can be refined and edited for clarity.
ReplyDeleteThank you! I meant he has interacted with every kind of people ,different with us students.
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