There was once a chance I didn't take...

     There was once a chance I did not take.

     I use to be a really talented Chinese brush work student. I started my Chinese calligraphy study when I was six, a beginner of elementary school. My teacher was odd and strict, but I heard from my parents that she liked me a lot because my born-talent on calligraphy.

     However, I hated her until I changed my view when I was fourteen. I came over the US and saw the magic of my brush work. I went back to China and visited my "odd" teacher.

     "If you come back to my class, you have to promise that you are going to put calligraphy as the major in your future. Not just a hobby." She said with a mysterious smile. "I will teach you free classes and help you become my private tutored calligraphy master."

     Sometimes, when I look at my biology books, I would like to imagine: what if I accept her suggestion? Maybe right now I'm in her house standing straight and doing brush work. Maybe I do not have to do any of these English studies. My life would have changed entirely because of that one word response with the teacher.

     She told me that after I refused her, she did not sleep well for weeks. I totally understand her because she is a teacher who cares about nothing but likes the talented students. I like art. In addition, calligraphy is a branch of it. I might change my mind and have another talk with her in the future but who knows?

Prologue: Dr. Sito

There is a teacher, Dr. Sito,

who is too shy to be an idol.

Teaching physics though major in Chemistry.

His tousy beard must has some sort of history.

He is always wearing a tie,

With a happy lead-in of "Hi, guys".

Three essential questions appear on the quiz,

as bonus points to improve our grades.

When hard problems show on the board,

he'd like to teach us word by word.

He is nice, funny with awkward utterance.

Our lives with physics are generally fabulous.

Island Story

     Muscles were cramping, throat was hurting, and sky is shuffling. Am I in a dream? With my eyes barely opened, I realized that I was deadly lying on an island and I could not recall anything happened to me.
     I got up and washed my body with salt water. I saw myself in the water and surprisingly, I found there was a black box behind me near the foot of the hill! I crawled to it and a black suit case appeared on the sand. What a pleasure! Immediately, I felt hope had come.
     However, tragedy came in. As soon as I opened the suitcase, I found out that there was nothing inside. With heart beaten down, I sat down and decided to wait until some strangers come and help me get out of here.
     I waited and waited, but nobody came. The island seemed to be a creature out of the universe and nobody knew it.
     In the middle of the night, I heard something, like a bird's singing. I listened carefully and tried to find the source of it. I followed the echo. The sound was coming under the black suitcase. Because of curiosity, I dug the sand under the suitcase without fear.
     I couldn't believe what I found! At the bottom of the hole, I discovered fresh water! In the middle of the water, there was a book glowing with dim lights. The sounds were actually coming out of it. I took the book out, and something even more fun happened.
     A little person came out of the book with a pair of flying wings. He smiled at me and said "Hello". He pointed to a direction and asked me to follow him. He lead me to a purple tree and I found an ipad. The album in the ipad showed me my pass and my history.
     With the fairy , I lived happily and observed the wonders of the world.