Abby Luo
The class of 2021 graduates of the International Department of Huafu, who studied at of high school, was transferred to the International Department of China Affiliated in 2019, and was admitted to well-known American liberal arts college Wellesley College (ED2) and other institutions in the early application of overseas universities in 20/21.
Graphic | HFI Y12 Luo Xinyue
Figure | HFI Tianyu
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My encounter with Wellesley
The first time I knew Wellesley was from Dad's mouth.
In the summer of 18, the family traveled to the eastern United States and visited many universities, and Wellesley was one of them. I wasn't impressed with Wellesley at the time, and I remember the campus was large, with a seemingly useless lake and a golf course with only 9 holes. At that time, my father sighed that if I came here, I would be able to continue to play for 4 years, and I immediately lost points for this school with a little resistance to golf.
However, perhaps because of some kind of fate with her, I came to Wellesley Lake again in 19 years. But this time, it was in the dormitory next to the lake.
The 4-week summer school at Wellesley made me feel a different kind of Wellesley than I imagined it to be a dull girls' school. Awakened in the morning by the sun coming in from outside the window, I would take a walk to the gym for a while before returning to Stone Davis for breakfast and class. On the way, I would walk through the entire Wellesley campus.
In Wellesley during the summer vacation, there are not many early risers, but I also often run into one or two morning luck or dog walkers strolling around the campus. Looking at the emerald green meadows and the sparkling lake in the distance, I feel very calm and content.
Maybe it was this feeling of being at ease and at ease that made me fall in love with Wellesley.
Photographed at Wellesley Summer School in 19
The story begins very early, very early
I've never been a quiet kid.
When he was a child, he was often recognized as a little boy with short hair, and his favorite things to do were mischievous and hide-and-seek. In the first and second grades of elementary school, I had the idea of not wanting to go to school, so I decided to make a big fuss until my mother went to school to accompany me. The first thing I did after I could read was to fall in love with detective novels, and every time I dragged my mother to the library to browse all kinds of suspense books. After the advent of the first generation of smartphones, I used to sneak around with my dad's phone and play Minecraft in the duvet. In the eyes of my parents, I was never a fuel-saving lamp, which is probably different from what my classmates think of me now.
I am very grateful to my parents for the freedom and tolerance they gave me in childhood, when all parents are anxious to enroll their children in various remedial interest classes, I will write all my homework early in the recess, put down my school bag and run to the community or the next Pearl River Park to ride a bicycle, see goldfish, or imagine that I am on an adventure. When it's rainy at home, I'll play with plasticine, Lego, Thomas Little Train, and occasionally make clothes for dolls.
Under the free-range of my parents, I became a very "cheerful" child in the eyes of my parents. The habit of laughing seems to have been developed when I was a child after reading a story, which probably said that seeing people who are smiling and giggling will make everyone happy, so I thought, let all the good things like happy not be happy, and slowly become laughing. However, in recent years, in order to maintain the so-called lady's dignity and maturity and stability, she will slowly not grin at all passers-by.
Silver Lining in incompleteness
In retrospect, the full experience is 6 years of elementary school. The kindergarten was changed several times because of the move, and maybe it was then that I developed a strong adaptability for me now. When I was bored with elementary school, I almost had to transfer schools, but fortunately, the second grade was probably a 100 point in mathematics, and I suddenly became interested in learning, which gave me a complete elementary school experience. After two years of junior high school, he ran to Shenzhen alone, staggered the middle school entrance examination, and lost the memory of working with his classmates to prepare for the exam. I was expecting that the 4 years of high school would finally be complete, but after two years, I transferred to HFI and returned to Guangzhou.
I am constantly trying to adapt, but I enjoy and appreciate the new environment that is constantly switching.
Whenever I spend a long time in an environment, I feel like a tiger in a zoo, and everyone's understanding of me limits me to a single persona. However, when I go to a new environment, I can try a new self, break through the original appearance, and thus explore and become what I want to be. Every breakthrough made me realize something I didn't understand, sometimes about myself, sometimes about the world.
So I fell in love with the incompleteness of this stimulation, the only fly in the ointment is that the constant change sometimes makes me wonder, since I am so changeable, then who am I after all?
Abby in the HFI dormitory
Reason and emotion
I'm a thorough romantic idealist, I'm a radical pragmatist.
This sounds very contradictory, but it is not.
Obsessed with sweet love stories should be something that many girls will have, after reading all the Jane Austen novels, watching all kinds of Romantic-comedy and all the Disney movies, I have a naïve expectation of the world in my heart.
I believe kindness can solve a lot of problems and work so hard to be a kind person that sometimes I don't know how to say "no" to. I envision French freedom and freedom, love the vast mystery of the sea, silently cry in front of various film novels, hug the unfair ending, love to listen to Look up at the stars in the night and recall the starry sky I have seen in my memory. In my dictionary, the only word that describes people is "cute." All human beings can be classified as cut or not cute. Most of the people are cute presence most of the time :)
I love the sun more than anything else, the ideal life is to bathe in the sun every day and lie on the beach and read a book leisurely, don't get skin cancer.
These fragments are the romantic ideals I pursue.
Sanity, for me, is probably self-discipline and responsibility for myself.
When talking to Vincent about paperwork, he complained that I was too "rational and boring" and that I was sometimes intimidatingly self-disciplined. Will be very serious about fitness, exercise, healthy diet, study, read, and do everything that is considered a good habit.
Every time I successfully avoid junk food, stay up late and other bad habits bring me a kind of pleasure. It was a different pleasure from the hedonist's pleasure of freedom, a pleasure of being in control of oneself.
Emotion and reason alternately occupied my life, and looking back now, it seems to be quite fulfilling. If I use the metaphor of the characters in "Little Women", then I am a combination of Amy and Jo, with Amy's pragmatism and Jo's independence and ideals.
Interesting illustration: The Little Prince
Application quarter
I struggled with the season, and the suspicion and self-doubts made me think I was worthless, and I couldn't help but cry when I read "That I'm enough as I am", which was the most touching encouragement I had ever read. I couldn't decide on the major I was applying for because I liked everything, wanted to try everything, and was afraid that choosing one direction would make me lose other choices. Now I think it's my own perfectionism doing weird, I don't want to lose any abnormals every time I choose, greedy I want all but rationally know that it's impossible, back and forth thinking back and forth and finally choosing a major that most match I have activities, hastily doing some activities to make my profile less bland.
Passion is something I've been looking for but can't find.
Like the little prince, I have been looking for the rose of my life.
I realized that I couldn't put all my passions on one thing, and I couldn't be as sure as some people were that I just liked to do something. But the most common thing I was asked when writing paperwork was Theol us something that you were passionate about, and after much discussion with my parents and teachers, I couldn't conclude that it was the most anxious thing about my application season.
I realized that I had no weird fetishes, no unusual activities, and nothing necessarily undesirable. I have ideals, but they are too many and too complicated, and most of the time I would like to call them fantasies.
Insomnia at night, Repeat wilde's words in his mind
“Most people are other people. Their thoughts are some one else’s opinions, their life a mimicry, their passions a quotation.”
I am afraid that myself, which has no characteristics, is actually just a walking dead in life.
But I quickly accepted my mediocrity and refuted the wild thoughts in my head: Where is the walking dead as sentimental as I am? So, you can fall asleep again.
Write at the end
Thank you to my enlightened mom and dad for being willing to discuss issues with me patiently and supporting me in my final choices!
Thanks to Margo for taking care of the application season!
Thanks to Six, Matt, Laura, Jerry, Joel, Frost and all the teachers who taught me!
Thanks to Grace for often helping me out, Irene's considerate company, Cleo listening to me for a whole year, and Laurie and Yvonne for giving me inspiration and advice! (My roommates are really awesome.)
Thank you Vincent for not abandoning my lazy words and giving me all sorts of interesting life advice!
Thanks to Justin, Terry, Yuri, Jerry, Peter and others for playing board games and script killing to add joy to my application season!
Thanks to the little bully flower, Frank, LHZ and Shenzhen friends for the company!
Finally, I still have to sincerely thank you for reading to the end :) and you and I are still working hard!
I wish the students who have not yet got off the bus to get an offer early! RD will have good news!!!