I have some words about sharing knowledge and love. 

I do appreciate ONE BOOK PROGRAM  For the central concept of it: knowledge sharing, love spreading. I have been quite aware of how important to have privilege since I was a pupil. My mother is a primary school teacher which allowed me to read every book in the school library. I could stay in the classroom, reading the book borrowed by privilege while other children were playing on the earth-surface playground, getting mud all over their bodies. Such privilege continued during my secondary school. The librarian was my mother’s best friend so that I could borrow a bunch of books from the school library before each holiday began, without any effort and cost. You know, students in rural district could not easily borrow books from the school library.
Nevertheless I was lucky enough to read as much as I wish during my childhood. I buried myself in the masterpiece of literature, especially the Greek mythology and the works of renaissance. At that time the pleasure of reading really made my blood tingle. I felt I was on the top on the world. Now I can afford any book I want. But it is sad that I have difficulty in concentrating on a book, no matter how good the book is. Then I realize how rude life is—it gives you feast and at the same time rob your appetite. I think the books I read have bridged the gap between me, a rural kid, and the outside world. No exaggeration at all. I do feel grateful to the little privilege at that time, to the sufficient time I had to digest those great books. ONE BOOK PROGRAM stirs the years long memory within me. It seems that all of a sudden(suddenly) all of those familiar pictures flash back vividly in my mind. For me , a person who is always reluctant to live in the past or fancy about future, this kind of memory is filled with smiles in tears. Were my mother not a primary school teacher,
I probably could not write down these words on the computer today;
Were my mother a college teacher,
I might turn out to be someone… today But the truth is my mother is a primary school teacher.
She has given her best years to the school and now she often thinks about the past 30 years during her retirement, while I just sometimes have that in rememberance. If three percent of children in the school were as lucky as I was,
Then the rest 97 percent would probably have regret.
Perhaps a book could change their fate, just like RULAISHENZHANG in a CHOU XINGCHI movie.
The couple sighed with emotion’
“If we had ever read the book, we might become a doctor or a lawyer.” But they did not. Initiated in the Internet era, ONE BOOK PROGRAM presents the opportunity for each child to get his/her favorite book, which eliminates the regret due to the lack of money, time, or rights.
If you had had some luck as I had,
That I hope you will join in this program, to recommend, to donate, and to share a book, just for the next generation’s sake.
I believe this little good deed today will be the seed of the future smile in tears.

2007.08.06  Beijing  Ye Lala pulls 

       He is twelve years old. He is 170cm tall, a head taller than his mom. He is qualified as a little man.    

    But he is a somber child. He never sees his father since he was born.  sensible he always didn’t ask that , His mother, a strong woman, has brought him up all alone. 

    Unfortunately this little man has got asthma when he was only half a year old. Since then the sickness keeps bothering him and most of the time he has to stay at home alone, away from school.        

    Once he gets ill, the little man has to stay beside the windowsill with the windows open, in order to breathe smoothly. Even at those chilly winter nights there is no exception—he has to wear all his clothes plus covered with his quilt.       

    The little man is so clever that he can always catch up with his classmates. He got 99 grades in the math final exam.

    However this caring smart child is still so lonely. He cannot go out to play with other kids in the neighborhood, neither can he do any strenuous sports. So would you please choose some books for him? Would you please be a pen pal with him? Would you please provide some encouragement to get him out of loneliness? 

    He is a little man in MINXING district, SHANGHAI

Preface： 
I can hardly rub those big eyes out of my mind. The unusual expression in those eyes is so unapproachable, let alone the delicate soul hiding behind. I want to offer my comfort, yet there is no proper words for that; I wish I can help, but something intangible blocks my steps. I can do nothing but watch her distantly, with all my care. 

She is my son’s classmate. I met her for the first time on an open English class two years ago. I was just sitting next to her. As a person who greatly enjoys hanging around with kids, I had gotten along quite well with her deskmate before the class began. The two of us appreciated the handwork which was just handed down. The kids around also joined into us. But she did not. At first I assumed it was because the deskmate was in between her and me and she was too shy to join . It was near the end of the lesson The kids then started their exercise. However, when I suggested helping her check the exercise; she closed her exercise book and said nothing. The deskmate gave me the exercise book , breaking the uncomfortable silence, “auntie you don’t have to care for her. Just help me. Her mother has abandoned her and she then cut everybody dead.” The girl was shocked to hear these blunt words. She glared at me like a duck in thunderstorm. Pretending not to hear such words, I dared not look back at her. I knew how embarrassed she was. 

I decided to make Christmas cards for my son and his classmates so I went to the classroom with my camera, taking some pictures for the preparation. The moment I saw the girl through the camera I was astounded. Several months after the open class she had become even more indifferent. Her eyes were full of coldness. She just stared at my camera without blink. i could not bear to press the shutter to give such eyes a shot. So I turned around to take pictures for other kids. 
My son usually has lunch at school and he always complaints the lunch box does not taste good and there is no snacks inside. So between whiles I bake some cookies and cakes for him to take to school. My son relishes the snacks with his classmates. The kids surround my son, smiling, except the girl. She is the only one who remains in her seat and carelessly watches her happy classmates. She should not be so heavy at her age. She deserves more happiness. Once I specially prepared some cookies in various shapes for her, such as bear, star, and the moon… nevertheless she refused my offer, “I don’t like cookies.” In the end the snacks were eaten by my son and other kids. I have no idea how I can approach the girl, neither do I have the courage. That was the only talk between her and me. 

She did not grow much physically during her third grade. At first she was about as tall as my son. But three years later she was shorter than my son by a head. Perhaps she belongs to the late developing kids or she is too preoccupied by the unhappiness. Every time I see her when I wait for my boy outside the school, some subtle aches strike my heart. The girl , who is the first one in the queue, looks so small and thin. 
I think about ONE BOOK PROGRAM each time when I figure about how to get close to the girl and open up her heart in order to warm her soul. Here I call for your attention to choose a book for the girl, a book that can heal her with no harm, a book that can bring her strength and warmness. 

Please visit the BOOK RECOMMENDATION on the BBS or leave your encouragement at the massage board for the little girl. 

Club target

 

By talking with the outstanding university students, the white collar and the excellent directors of the Multinational Corporation (MNC), the children will get to know how to face the problems of their age. By making friends with these big brothers and big sisters, the children learn to face pressure from study and life. At the same time, they build their interpersonal communication circle so that outstanding examples are available for them to admired and produce the idea of being one of them.

 

 

Little brothers and sisters refer to: teenagers ranged from 14 to 16 years old.

 

 

Big brothers and big sisters refer to:

 

Within

China: University students, staffs of MNC and people of all walks of life.

Abroad: Student volunteers, partial staffs volunteers.

 

 

Form of Activities (on-line):

 

Pictures of the volunteers’ will be showed on website. Anyone who is between 14 to 16 years old and is willing to join us as well can choose the volunteer he likes to communicate with, as long as the volunteer also agree. You can communicate in the form of e-mail or enter our forum online to talk with the big brothers and big sisters you like. Both Chinese and English are workable.

 

 

Form of Activities (off-line, applied only in

Beijing for the moment)

 

Firstly, you will have to sign up and you choose each other. Then you can join the party held regularly. In this way, you can talk face to face in an easy and graceful atmosphere since you have already known something about each other.

All youths between 14 to 16 years old can get passionate care from volunteers of the whole country and all over the world as well. With all our sincerity and love, we make all these children a healthy and happy adolescence.

P.S. You do not have to pay us for any of these activities above.

From the initial discussion to the completion of the website,” ONE BOOK “PROGRAM has involved a lot. But it is yet too early to tell the stories; right now it is time for us to do something for the kids.