A lot of the times, life cannot be divided into solely black and white. The grey area is too wide, and quietly, the story started without anyone even realizing it.
Asian Language and Culture, my major in university, is a major that sometimes we do not get credits for our effort since we are "a bunch of Asians pretending not knowing our mother tongue to get a high GPA." Yes, there are dishonest people, but there are also people like me who are genuinely fond of languages and cultures who spend much time on linguistics and history.
I fell in love with the word 安 (Ahn) ever since I started learning Japanese and Korean. It has the same pronunciation in Chinese, Japanese, and Korean, and though it is only consisted of a few strokes, it has a complex meaning. It is calm and quiet; however, it is not cold or distant. Moreover, it is neutral, neither masculine or feminine if used in names.
Life is a novel, and I am not sure when the chapter I am in now started. 2015.09.15, the day after I passed my stage one check ride in my flight training, also the day before my first solo. It felt like a special day, but it also seemed like an ordinary day. It was a mixed feeling: excitement, joy, accomplishment from passing the exam, also worry, nervousness, and ambition about flying solo the next day. I became more ample in time and thoughts after passing the check ride, and Project Ahn started to come together. Then this pilot teddy came into my life, and I named it Ahn-Ahn.
I expect myself to blend in the local life style where ever I am and I am working to reach the goal. I am a traveller but not a tourist. My journey is still on going after traveling to 60 small and big cities.
It is only the beginning of the story about Ahn-Ahn the pilot teddy. Here we go!