My American journey

| December 13th, 2012
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When I was seven years old, my first impression of America was that it was a “Country of Chocolate.” The reason for that was that I was given an American Chocolate by one of my aunt’s friends who had just returned to China from the U.S. While the adults were talking about the country with such a strong interest, for me, the chocolate represented everything in the world. When I started the fourth grade, I began to learn […]Read more…