My Unforgettable Trip to Hong Kong
—–Reflection on HKMUNC 2008
Never shall I forget about the trip to Hong Kong which will definitely for long remain in my memory. Generally and honestly speaking, what Hong Kong impressed me, in fact all along, is not only the amazing, astonishing and astounding prospect of its prosperity and luxury, but also the very civilization deeply rooted in the culture of the city as well as its residents. I do dwell in a prosperous city, or else romantic to be exact as generally acknowledged; people do at times cast with absolute respect and jealousy their eyes to me for my status as a Dalianer. True as both the above-mentioned facts have invariably been, the city of Hong Kong turns out to provide me with quite a different experience. In addition, this is after all my first time to step out of Dalian for so faraway a place.
To obtain the opportunity to be as a representative of my school-DLUFL-was beyond expectation and unquestionably brought me great happiness though couples of difficult-handling problems appeared unexpectedly in the way. Informed the other day of there being an interview the next day to elect some delegates for the participation of HKMUNC 2008, which is short for Hong Kong Model United Nations Conference 2008, I was extremely delighted even sort of exhilarated. It had been long since I heard from my pals in other prestigious universities the existence of MUN, yet I had hardly had the slightest idea of connecting myself to it. Nevertheless, it was a yearning, at the bottom of my heart. Not in the least taking it for granted, I spent a whole afternoon preparing for the next day’s interview in every attempt to equip myself with everything related to United Nations. To owe the truth, never had I had scrammed up like this. The next morning when I awakened I found I had forgotten most of what had been pushed into my head. With not so much confidence I walked into the interview room, heart pounding wildly while pretending to be calm and natural, and left everything to be decided by God. Having perfectly finished reading aloud a paragraph of the given article and its translation, I went on to answer two questions. The performance was to myself not so satisfying as had been expected, with a misunderstanding of the first question, however, everything was done. The rest of the day before I finally got the word that I had been chosen seemed to me unbearably long, which is no less than suffering and torture. Of course God blessed me in the end. I was one of the six representatives to represent our school. My inspiration and passion were not in futile at all. (more…)