BEFORE I moved to Tianjin, China, I lived in Fairfax, Virginia for approximately three years. I remembered the moment before boarding the airplane – my stomach was twisted (扭曲) in knots, and my arms carried the burdens of not only our luggage, but painful memories of my previous relocation. I was sobbing, my tear-stained face wearing nostalgia (思乡) and hope. It was my first experience moving to another country – I was like a frog who had lived at the bottom of a well seeing the world for the first time. I didn’t want to leave home, but I didn’t have much of a choice either.