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Things have been changed little by little once I knew I was accepted to
join this project. After three years of medical student life, now it is coming
to a turning point-----"I will fly to the States to study for a summer" that
is what I talked to myself beforing landind in United States.
My flight was on 3rd, July, which is almost one or two weeks later than
any other classmates because of the Emergengy Medical Training which required
a whole June to participate in. I took taxi alone to Taoyuan International
Airport to take American Airline shuttle flight to Tokyo----It was the first
time I took flight and transited on my own. My feeling was complex, with the
coming of cheerfulness blended with the anxiety of uncertainty like I was
heading to the place in nowhere-----flying to the States was all I dreamed
of, wasn't it? But more challenges seemed to coming along the halfway before
I finally tasted the fruit of achievement and success.
My flight took me across the Pacific Ocean, landing at Chicago for the
second transit. Half hour before the bell of midnight rang, my last flight
to Boston Logan International Airport hovered above the Boston Harbour aligned
to the Atlantic Ocean and the outer Island where airport lies. Thousand of
houses lightened up the whole plain like millions of stars painted in Vincent
van Gough's painting. I tried evrything I could do to look at the ground only not
to scretch my hands to grab the light. It was breathtaking.
"This is an amazing adventure!"I talked to myself. When I was seeking for my
luggage
at the baggage waiting area, a kind lady walked by me and said "is this ChengHan?"
with a gentle smile hanging on her face. That's Ms.Chang, the assistant secretary
of Oversea Affair Center, the most expperienced person that has been working for
the center for more than fifteen years. Later she drove me to my dorm along
in the mednight on Storrow drive, a fast path from central Boston to Fenway,
silently aligned to the river bank of Charles river. The Charles river basin
is quienscent at the night, the light from Cambridge barkling like pearls
spreading on the level of sea that was so tender and soft. That is my first
impression to Boston, a sleeping beauty with all sort of romance perching
on the Atlantic Ocean.
We arrived my place, where is next to Fenway Park, the Red Sox stadium
that can accommodate more than two thousand people at once. I lived in an
apartment
along the busiest street in Boston. It has perhaps seventy years of history,
probably built before World War Two, equipped with a freaky elevator like cage
that has TWO doors to open at a time----the first door is used for safety concern
in case some people falling to the dark tunnel deep into basement, while the second
door has flexible iron bars that can trap passengers within. It could be more precisely
described as the one shown in old movies as the murder scene or somewhere
haunted.
Though it is old and no air-conditioning, it fits perfectly to the ordinary style of
50s or 60s' American apartment.
Everything started all of a sudden when the sun rose in an ealry four o'clock
in next day's morning. It was 4th, July, the Independence Day. The climate in east
coast is just like how we felt in Taiwan or eastern China, where great ocean and land
come
together that brings about the constant phenomena that elevation in heat causes
water
to vapor from the ocean that becomes the main supply for the rain in the end.
Summer is hot and humid in Boston similar to how I felt in Taiwan, and I believe
New York will be more terrible. Gloria, one of my senior in Boston group, suggested
us that we could enjoy the food in Quincy market and attended the conventional
gathering
of Boston Pop Symphony and the Independence Day fireworks to top a day off. We
walked from
the Massachusetts General Hospital through downtown to Quincy Market where is
famous for
its seafood. We served ourselves a bowl of salad and some shrimps in the end, then
we went
to see the Boston Pop performance on the riverbank. Boston Pop is a music event for
the
celebration od Independence Day. It was composed of symphony and other orchestra
to blend
together to play songs like "National Anthem" and "Danny Boy" to commemorate the
birth of America. That scene trembled me. Thousands of people stood in front of a
big arch
and all waved their starry flags with their mouth singing out loud and body swaying
with
the beat and melody. They were proud of being a part of the America and they
devoted their
whole life for their home country. It was a representative of union, honor and loyalty
that
seemed everybody have put the paith of Independence Treaty in mind even it was
signed 250
years ago.
Time flew very fast. I attended the class “International Business Environment” at
Boston University. Our professor, Earl Rideout, used to run his career life in eastern
Asia and visited his guests from Japan, Malaysia, South Korea, Hong Kong and Taiwan.
He lectured his lessons with a text book called “Global Business Today”, which
contains chapters of tariffs, foreign investment, monetary effects, corporation
marketing strategies. Each chapter lectured several important concepts, and each
concept is accomoanied with more than one side cases and stories to make
conceptual ideas more comprehensible. Besides text books, we were required to take
studies of real cases that happened in McDonald or Zara. These cases recorded the
events when these corporations were going to stretch out and expand its business
oversea. Company would then consider the foreign nation’s economic environment,
compared their business rivals and evaluate the potential market in the targeted
country. Thus strategies had been put into practice. Professor designed certain
chapters to preview before each class, and then took the cases to discuss and
brainstorm with us. For me, who did not have the simplest financial basic knowledge,
it was hard for me to follow up with other classmates. When they started to talk
about their personal opinions, I was trying to understand all the specific terms.