When I was kid, I enjoyed reading old newspapers: in our house, there was always a bunch of those, so I’d take several piles of them, hide somewhere in the corner, and read. I remember that my biggest fascination from those days was when reading ads: how something can be new when the newspaper’s date is from last year?! I was 5 or 6 at that time.
On my 30th birthday, I had a strong feeling that I’d reached a mid-point in my life (or was it a third? Can’t remember clearly). I’ve changed country (came to the US), or – better yet – civilization, the youth was behind me, a really boring and tedious part of my life had just begun. I’m not sure whether that was the consequence of my coming to the US, or it would happen anyhow.
So-called “composite nations” e.g. Nations where the majority of the population consists of immigrants (US, Australia, New Zealand, Canada), either aren’t nations at all, or are nations “par excellence”. Clarification: residents of these countries don’t belong to the same ethnic groups, races, religions, etc., but, when the Chinese says that he/she is an American, it sounds more convincing than when, for example, a Bosnian says that he/she is German.
One of my acquaintances (hmm, there are people like that) told me this: “I would go to America only to get rich”. Since neither she nor I have been there at the time, I took this as an ignorant attitude. However, later, through experience, I became convinced that she was right: but I haven’t gotten rich yet – I don’t know what I’m still waiting for.
