At first, I didn't have a scholarship to study, so I had to work a few jobs to make a living. I have worked in school restaurants, snack bars, Beijing Lou Chinese restaurant, Rongting Chinese restaurant, school library, security office and other places, and I also want to teach American students Chinese. Up to five jobs a day.
In my first year in America, I felt everything was dark, helpless, miserable and painful. Sometimes I stand on campus, watching the cars running around in expressway, tears welled up in my eyes, and I feel homesick and want to go home.
Hard working life
In the United States, international students can only work 20 hours a week, while I work more than 40 hours, more than full time. You have to pay double wages for working more than forty hours. I didn't know this rule, so my boss talked to me and asked me to reduce my working hours.
Working in the school cafeteria costs four yuan an hour, mainly washing dishes. I can't do any housework in Shanghai because my mouth is full of food and my clothes are tense. At first, I thought it was a very painful thing, but later I got used to it. What a life-changing man.
The management of this restaurant is very strict. Punch in at work, punch in after work, and punch in at meals, thus deducting the meal time. But you can eat there for free.
Bucknell University is an aristocratic school. Most of the students come from upper-class families and are very rich and spend money like water. The school canteen is very wasteful, and all the things that can't be eaten that day (including some delicacies) are thrown away at night. All this makes me a poor student feel really distressed.
I am much more tired than working in a Chinese restaurant. I have to do everything and I can't stop for a moment. The boss is dangling in front of you. Lunch provided by the boss at noon is bibimbap with hot and sour soup.
One of my jobs is to give chickens often? Massage? Because chicken is delicious only after soaking in salt water, it's really not a taste when you think about it.
Once, when I was chopping vegetables, I accidentally cut my hand and I was bleeding. I told my former class teacher that I hoped she would give me something else to do. God, I never dreamed that she would take out a bottle of pepper, swish it on my finger wound and let me continue my work. It was the ninth winter when pepper was used as Yunnan Baiyao.
The proprietress asked me to work for six hours at a time, but only gave me twenty dollars, only three point three dollars an hour!
I am also a security guard in the school security department. I like this job very much. Because the working hours are from 1 1 to 4: 00 a.m., he is very proud, wearing an orange vest in the security office and holding a walkie-talkie in his hand! The working procedure is as follows: patrol the area under my jurisdiction at work, lock all the doors, patrol again in the middle, patrol again before the end, and then open all the doors. The rest of the time, just stand by and watch. According to the instructions of the walkie-talkie, I mainly use this time to read books and do my homework.
Our school is divided into four parts, which need four people to complete. American students are lazy. They only work when they need money. They quit when they have a little money, especially on weekends. All American students go to parties. Almost every weekend, I work alone for four people. The head of the security department was very grateful and offered to write me a letter of recommendation.
Strive for good grades and scholarships
I am studying for a master's degree in education, and generally there is no scholarship. As a poor student, it is difficult for me to have no scholarship.
I went to see Deng Lupu, the dean, and he said no. I haunt him, every day. He called my guarantor, Bi Ke, and said: Dealing with Mike (my foreign name is Michael) was the worst experience of my adult life. Dealing with me is the worst thing that has happened to him since he was an adult!
Out of desperation and in order to get rid of entanglement, he joined my army and said that he could give me a scholarship, but on one condition, all your grades this semester must be A (excellent). He thinks I can't get straight A's because I work more than forty hours a week and have no energy to study.
After receiving this promise, I worked hard. After work, I spent all my time studying and slept only a few hours every day. Many things happen. I got straight a's and finally got a scholarship from the second semester.
During the summer vacation of the first academic year, master students can apply to the school for mid-term internship. I got a job in a hotel in North Carolina, where my sponsor lived, and I applied to the dean. He said no, because the major was wrong. I study education, which has nothing to do with hotels. But I told him that my major is education, but my minor is Japanese, and Songlin Street is the center of golf in the world, where many Japanese tourists live. The dean was speechless and had to sign my application form.
Choosing a job or studying?
When I was studying at Bucknell University for one year, I suddenly found a job opportunity I liked. Toyota Motor Corporation in Detroit is looking for an assistant to the general manager as a Japanese and English translator. I submitted my resume and applied for this position.
The president of Toyota in Detroit immediately became interested and called me in Japanese. I immediately asked my secretary to buy me a plane ticket and send it to me, so that I could fly there for an interview. After the talk, it hit it off, giving me an annual salary of $30,000 and letting me go to work at once. However, I'm in a dilemma. Go, I haven't finished my studies yet, and I have to work part-time to make up credits to get my degree; If you don't go, it's hard to find a good job. It's a pity to give up!
I was hesitant to accept the job. When Christmas came, I drove from Pennsylvania to North Carolina to visit my sponsor.
A year ago, I spent $475 on a beige, lively Pontiac used car made by American General Motors. She worked hard for me for a whole year, but on my way to see my guarantor, Bi Ke, she showed great bravery? Sacrifice? Yes I saw the smoke billowing behind the car, so I left expressway and headed for the neighboring residential area. I stopped in front of an American house and knocked on the door. An old man opened the door. I explained the situation to him. He turned and took out a bucket of water and threw it at the smoking rear of the car to put out the fire. The old man invited me to his house and asked me to call my sponsor at his house and invite me to dinner. Americans are very hospitable!
A few hours later, Bi Ke arrived. He said that he had called the tow truck company and they would pick me up? Martyr? Drag it away. They agreed not to charge me and I gave them the car.
When I went to the sponsor's house, I talked to him about the employment of me by Toyota Motor Corporation. He told me not to go and let me finish my studies before going to work.
Bi Ke took me to see Billy Armfield, president of Macfield. Macfield is a large multinational company in the United States and a fortune 500 enterprise, specializing in yarn processing and production. After listening to my story, Billy admired me very much and said to me: Bi Ke was right. You should go back to school to finish your studies before talking about work. In order to let me study with peace of mind, Billy promised to give me a job as an export manager with an annual salary of $38,000 after I finished my studies. And said, you compare before you make a decision. Everyone has feelings. Billy is very kind to me. What else do I need to compare?
I went back to the home of the guarantor Bi Ke that day, and he personally wrote me a letter, asking for the termination of Toyota's employment contract with me, but I didn't want to sign my resignation letter.
Has Billy heard of me? Mount sacrifice? So he offered to lend me money and let me buy a car I like. I thought to myself that Billy, the president, would lend me his car himself, and it would be too unclear if he didn't buy it. At the same time, I plan to pay back the money as soon as possible (I don't like to borrow other people's money). I picked a gray Mercury Lynx used car made by Ford Company in the United States, spent 1500 dollars, and happily drove back to Bucknell University.
Enter the mainstream American society after graduation.
After two years of hard work, I finally got through the difficulties and graduated! Got a master's degree! My GPA (average grade point average) in school for two years was 3.8/4.0, which was 95 points in percentage, the highest in the school. Here is a supplement: the scores of American universities are calculated by GPA, out of four, and the scores of a student are measured by GPA.
After the exam, I left Bucknell University and drove to work for Macfield Company. I didn't even have time to attend the graduation ceremony, and graduation photo, wearing a square hat and robe, was not photographed. What a pity to think about it now!
From then on, I began my white-collar life in America.
The headmaster's speech to the teacher +0
Dear xx leaders, retired teachers and dear teachers,
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