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Dublin Host Panpan
This is Panpan. She is a real beauty.
Panpan and I knew each other in the university in Hong Kong. She was an exchanged student from Guang Zhou. We lived in the same dorm and on the same floor.
Panpan never argued. She would just smile in front of different opinions. She was a small figure but agile as a monkey. Her black eyes always shone with wisdom. Her black hair was like a super curvy wave. Every hair was curve as an Africans’ hair. Her long black bomb hair was her outstanding trademark.
I was hosted by Panpan in her home in Guang Zhou years ago. (Thanks for the warm hospitality of Panpan’s mum & dad：) Her home was on the third floor and we have to climb the stairs. Her home toilet was a squat toilet and the flushing water had to be collected from a basket. That was my first time in my life to do my poo on a squat toilet and I was amazed how adaptable was a human could be…
Panpan’s home was in a relaxing neighbourhood. Everyone went out on streets in pajamas. People were having breakfast, practising Tai Chi, dancing, playing chess on streets. Panpan wore a cartoon T shirt and went out on street just like everyone.
Panpan was stayed in my home in Hong Kong too. My home toilet was a sitting toilet with a press button for flushing water. Panpan said excitedly after using, ‘Your home toilet is so advanced!’
I really believe Panpan is a genius. She was majoring in Philosophy when I first met her. Her eyes always shone because she always had a discovery in new knowledge. She would share her discovery with me when we met, ‘I was fascinated with this theory now…’ Then she began her lectures on Marxism, Nietzsche the Killing-God, Freud the Big-Dreamer…….etc
Panpan went back to Guang Zhou after her exchanged semester finished in Hong Kong. We met again after one or two years. I asked Panpan, ‘What theory fascinated you today?’
She smiled mysteriously, ‘I am fascinated in history now!’ Then she start lecturing me about the brief history of Europe, Asia history and criticizing modern politics. And she spoke well. She graduated double major in Philosophy AND History finally.
Panapn was going to Dublin to study her master degree after she got her degree in Guang Zhou. And her majoring in master degree was Digital! Engineering! An art degree graduated apply for an IT master degree and was being recruited is really unbelievable. Panapn is really amazing!
But there were more amazing things happened. Panapn got a job in Dublin quickly after her graduation. She was working in I! B! M! That is a BIG, INTERNATIONAL, WORLD WIDE company with a high salary and good benefits and even able to extend her VISA. And the luckiest thing is, Panapn really LOVES her job. She kept lecturing me on computer language like 00000001111111111 in Dublin...
Panpan is not JUST good in language, history, theories and company, she is good in MUSIC too.
I didn’t know Panpan can play piano until I saw there was a piano in Panpan’s room when I stayed in her home in Guang Zhou. I begged Panpan many times to play a small piece of music and she perfunctory played Chopin’s Fantasie Impromptu to get rid of me. But when she opened the piano and played the first note, OH MY GOD…
Every music note was flowing out like water, like wind, like wave. Her hands was moving fast on the piano. Rainbows with sever colors were keep flowing out from her hands. Little white sheep, little white rabbits and little flying birds were jumping out from the piano. Her room became Garden Eden. These beautiful fantasy slowly disappeared when the music stop.
I never knew piano could be THAT amazing, THAT touching until that moment.
I was forced to learn piano when I was a kid. I had a grade 8 certificate but I barely qualified grade 1. My mum insisted on my piano tutoring ever the fees were super expensive.
She said, ‘You would have a practical skill if you can’t get in college. Teaching piano would make a good money.’
My piano teacher only taught me songs for exam. I only practiced the 3 exam songs again and again for ONE YEAR. I was qualified in grade 8 piano but I was NEVER moved by music.
I begged Panpan to listen to my playing. She pointed out that I was wrong in the first position, not to say other techniques or emotion presentation. No wonder I always felt so frustrated and failure in piano…
And Panpan actually taught piano part time in her college in Guang Zhou. Wow, could you please teach me piano too, Panpan? I wish I could meet you earlier so I didn’t have to be taught wrong by my piano teacher…
Panpan was living in a share house in Dublin. There was no piano in the house. It’s a pity that I didn’t have the opportunity to listen to Panpan’s piano in Dublin.
Panpan’s blackish eyes were shining again, she smiled and said, ‘Actually I am learning cello! But the cello was in the college. I am sorry I can’t play it for you this time,’
Oh, Cello! My favorite string instrument! It has a low echo voice, just fascinating! Panpan you little goblin…You KNEW I love listening to your music and you tempted me with an empty illusion...
Panpan didn’t have a plan to go back to China yet. She said she felt the different of being a human and being a pig every time she went back home.
‘You! Come!’ A man in uniform was pointing to Panpan and shouted to her in the airport, ‘Queue here!’
There were layers of black wave people sea in front of Panpan. Everybody was queueing impatiently for the customs.
‘Just like chasing pigs into the pigsty,’ said Panpan.
Panpan can always find a helping hand to load her luggage into the top shelter on the plane in Europe. People may even took her to her destination if she gets lost on streets and asks for direction in Ireland. She lived her life in a pigsty and became ‘human’ finally. I would certainly have no plan to go back to China If I were her.
Panpan was the only daughter at home. Her parents love her very much. (Panpan’s Chinese name means ‘hoping’. It show how eager her parents were expecting her birth.) Her parents gave Panpan a good education and living condition. They had a good relationship when I met them in their home in Guang Zhou.
But Panpan told me they had a little cold war because she wants to study abroad in Dublin.
I knew Panpan’s feeling exactly. My parents want me to look for another job when I quit my job in Hong Kong. But I go travel instead. I love my parents and their opinions had a great influence on me. But my travel desire are stronger so I just go despite their objection.
It was a bit sad for me that my beloved parents don’t treasure my beloved travel passion. But just as Panpan said, we can just be patient, be consistent, continuously explaining our believing. Willing to communicate is very important even they can’t understand and don’t agree with our choices.
China (Hong Kong too) is still a conservative society comparatively (to Europe). Girls (and boys) should get marry is still a social expectation. Panpan and I was always asked ‘when will you get marry?’ by our parents.
My dad said frankly, ‘Life is complete until you give birth to a child,’ what he means is that I shouldn’t travel but I should get marry and have kids. I don’t believe a woman’s value just depend on her belly. Human was born free and should live free, no matter girls or boys.
Panpan was far away from her parents so the pressure of getting marry was not high. She just simply said, ‘A good marriage depends on luck but dating is easy, it’s not difficult to date someone if I want～’
Panpan was TRANSFORMED into a beautiful elegant pretty lady in Dublin. Her bomb hair was tamed into an elegant wavy hair. The old cartoon T shirt which she wore in Guang Zhou were disappeared and changed into fast fashion style like tight leggings(legs showing), bright red coat (eye-catching), white scarf (pure look) and black boot (cool～) The little monkey in Guang Zhou transformed into a beautiful peacock in Dublin.
Panpan always invited a white male colleague for outing when I was in Dublin. He was a handsome guy with a good figure. I always thought Panpan like him but Panpan denied and I (stupidly) believed so I always asking Panpan to go out to play with me. Panpan is always Panpan. She would just smiled when her thoughts are different with others and skip away skillfully.
I was a bit upset and thought, ‘I took a long journey to Dublin to visit you but you don’t play with me…’
I was not being a considerate friend in Dublin when I looked back now. I didn’t consider that Panpan had to go to work and she was recovering from her hurt foot and shouldn’t walk much. I put too much emphasis on my travel but neglected Panpan’s daily life.
I greatly appreciate Panpan’s generosity. She linked me up with her local friends Anthony and Pauline for my first night staying in Dublin even I arrived in Dublin suddenly earlier.
She companied me to see the Book of Kells in Dublin University even her foot was not good for outing.
She treat me a nice Chinese dinner and we had a nice dinner chat even with her busy working schedule.
I should be graceful with all the cares that all my lovely friends gave me but not overemphasis and remember little arguments.
Proverb: being an obstacle of other people love would be kicked by horse.
Luckily I did not meet a horse in Ireland.
I went back to Hong Kong and skype with Panpan in the Mid-Autumn festival. I finally knew Panpan was dating with that white handsome colleague guy and even broke up with him already. My instinct was right in Dublin. I was a romance obstacle between Panpan and that handsome white guy without self-conscious!
Panpan is really a true genius. She had the troublesome me and that handsome white guy well-handle and well tame.
Love you so much, Panpan! ❤
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