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I am a pyromaniac. I am, however, in good company. There are about a million other pyromaniacs in the city.
Today is Chinese New Year, the Spring Festival, whatever you'd like to call it. Traditionally, people set off fireworks. Which is why an alien from outer space would have thought that Beijing looked like a war zone with all the smoke. Last night saw the most spectacular burst. The ban on fireworks was lifted just a few years ago, and there must have been hundreds of people setting off their own fireworks just in the area around our house. For good measure, dad brought some, and we lit them. They went up with a sparkle and a bang. We couldn't see them properly, because we were too close, but other people could. I had lots of fun, and almost got blasted by one.
This morning I was wakened by people setting off crackers. To be fair, it was ten o'clock. And they're still at it right now, which is nine thirty in the evening. But then, this is the New Year, and noise is traditionally involved. It also happens to be my mother's birthday, and tomorrow we're heading off to Singapore, where dad gets to go golfing with his buddies, mom gets to go shopping, and I get to bury myself in the local Borders-- a rare treat, since there are no foreign bookstores at all in China. It's not allowed, or something. *mutters* Then we're going to Bali for a bit.
I still haven't finished my homework ('bout two hundred pages left) but apart from that, life's good.
Today is Chinese New Year, the Spring Festival, whatever you'd like to call it. Traditionally, people set off fireworks. Which is why an alien from outer space would have thought that Beijing looked like a war zone with all the smoke. Last night saw the most spectacular burst. The ban on fireworks was lifted just a few years ago, and there must have been hundreds of people setting off their own fireworks just in the area around our house. For good measure, dad brought some, and we lit them. They went up with a sparkle and a bang. We couldn't see them properly, because we were too close, but other people could. I had lots of fun, and almost got blasted by one.
This morning I was wakened by people setting off crackers. To be fair, it was ten o'clock. And they're still at it right now, which is nine thirty in the evening. But then, this is the New Year, and noise is traditionally involved. It also happens to be my mother's birthday, and tomorrow we're heading off to Singapore, where dad gets to go golfing with his buddies, mom gets to go shopping, and I get to bury myself in the local Borders-- a rare treat, since there are no foreign bookstores at all in China. It's not allowed, or something. *mutters* Then we're going to Bali for a bit.
I still haven't finished my homework ('bout two hundred pages left) but apart from that, life's good.