Chicago Trip

I went to Chicago in last thanksgiving break. It was the first time I planned to travel a city which I had never been. I needed to make the schedule about the whole trip by myself. It was so excited. Before the trip, I bought the ticket in Greyhound station and it was cheap. I chose travel there by bus since the bus ticket was much cheaper than the air ticket and Chicago is near Iowa City. I had checked and memorized the map of Chicago when I still had class before thanksgiving break. I have found all rotes which could get the place I needed go and I wrote them on the paper with the wallet. However, I still didn’t know many places I wanted go when I was in Chicago, but it didn’t affect my Chicago trip.

In the trip, I went to many stores, museum and art institute. I understood much knowledge from the museum and art institute through this trip. On the other hand, there were many stores and I could buy anything I want there. I arrived the Michigan Avenue which was the best shopping place in Chicago. I bought a lot of goods and really had fun.

I did not only visit these places, but also visited the China Town in Chicago. It is really big and I stopped by there many times in the trip. There were many kinds of Chinese food which I could not eat in Iowa City. There were delicious and attractive for a Chinese student liked me.

I was so happy to get Chicago, even though there were only few days. It was so nice what I could make a plan of the trip by myself.

Honey Castella

It's a kind of food which I saw on internet for my grammar presentation in last week.
We need these materials:
1 1/2 cups ( 7 1/2 oz) flour
1/2 teaspoon salt
7 large eggs
3 egg yolks
1 3/4 cups (11 oz) sugar
1/4 cup ( 3 1/2 oz) honey
1/4 cup oil

First, preheat the oven to 350 degrees and grease the pan with eggs.

Combine the flour and salt in a bowl, then just set aside.

Put youls, sugar and honey together in the bold and add simmering water.

Stir it about 6 to 8 minutes and do not make it too hot.

Pour mixture into bowl of a stand mixer with the stir attachment for several minutes until the mixture become pale yellow. It is about 10 minutes.

Then put 1 cup of mixture into a bowl with oil, then stir it and pour it back into the rest of the batter and stir it , make them combine.

Divede batter to cake pans. Bake in the oven for 10 minutes, then turn down the temperature down to 300 degrees and back for another 15 minutes until its top become brown.

Finally, make cakes cool on rack before unmolding.

My grandma

In my family, there are many people, but only my father, my mother and me lived together in a house. Here I don’t want to introduce one of them. In this blog, I will introduce my grandma who was my father’s mother and she died when I was 9 years old.

Before I was 9 years old, I lived with my grandma and grandpa, since my parents were very busy on their work. My grandma sent me to the school and picked me up after school every day, no matter these was rainy or windy. She felt I’m very special for her, because I’m her grandson and the only one. In that time I didn’t understand that feeling, I might be too young. I never told her my real feeling before she died. It’s the pity in my entire life.

When I lived with my grandma, she usually taught me many things and what I needed to correct. I didn’t hear her edification and still did something wrong. I was so spoiled, but my grandma carried on telling me and educating me. I did what she said no and did it after she told me before, sometimes she told to my parents about my fault and made my parents angry on me. I had to correct, but I blamed her. I didn’t want she told my parents the bad things about me. I was afraid of them. I understand she was thinking how I can do the best and be the best person, but now she cannot know what I think.

My grandma got cancer after I was 8 years ago. It was just half year from I knew she got cancer to her dead. I didn’t accept all of there were truth. In that period, I understood many things. I knew I didn’t treasure her love, for this love I did many bad things and I was too spoiled. After my grandma died, I felt very sad and I never felt my emotion fell down liked that until now. I stopped going to school for a while. I became treasure the emotions and feelings with families. I’m not spoiled any more.

My grandma taught me so much, but I understood that a little later. I never told her I love her and I want to tell her through this blog. Wherever she is, I just hope she can know what I feel like a t this time.