Hong-Lin asked me the other day after seeing the lovable, innocent six-year-old Wei on MSN, 'So, what happened to you later?' Well, I don't know. Blame the hot humid climate and overburdened life in Taiwan, or just blame myself for being an ever-worrying thinker.
Certainly, our appearances change while we grow up, yet in my case, it seems to be a series of metamorphoses rather than a gradual change. Although not as drastic as a tadpole transforming into a frog, the striking contrast between the first and the last is self-evident.
- 6 years old, first day of primary school
- 10 years old, shot for my first passport
- 11 years old, graduating from primary school
- 12 years old, butch haircut for junior high school
- 15 years old, graduating from junior high school
- 16 years old, first year of senior high school
- 18 years old, graduating from senior high school
- 21 years old, fourth year in the university
- 22 years old, awarded a bachelor degree of science
- 24 years old, awarded a master degree of business administration
- 24 years old, shot before my first visit to China
- 25 years old, serving as a military police officer in national service