Eighteen was the age full of
curiosity and fantasy in future. I was growing up day after day and we started to talk
about love affairs. School regulations fixed the lights-out every evening at nine-thirty
p.m. and our hot discussions usually started at that time. Liu Lei said, "I am going
to look for a handsome 'prince' loving me. He should always be docile and obedient to me.
Li Fei said, "I will find someone I love." But Zhang Ping said, "I should
find someone who would love me," instead. Then they all asked me what kind of person
I would find. After thinking over for a moment, I said, "I have not made any
elaborate consideration yet. But a man leaving me no dish to clean might do."
"Isn't that your only requirement?" they all laughed.
Zhang Ping
added, "Chen Yan! You've got a lot of boys going after you, already. Just pick one
out of them and that is all you would have to do." But I said, "It should not be
taken as something like the purchase of cabbages, any selection at will is enough!
You can leave me off for the moment and turn your scrutiny for Liu Lei. Help her to
consider what her charming prince should look like." Li Fei said he should certainly
be tall and slender. Zhang Ping said he should be wealthy. I said he must be able to
leap onto roofs and vault over walls as the swordsmen in traditional Chinese novels in
addition to the readiness to defend the weak and helpless against an injustice. They all
laughed with the comment, "Chen Yan has got used to reading the fictions about
swordsmen."
While we were still going on with our hot
discussion, I thought of my knocking at the door might fool them. They might take it as
our teacher in charge of our dormitory coming to check our discipline. In accordance with
our school's regulation, talking is forbidden after lights-out. The teacher in charge of
dormitory usually made checking of how strictly it has been observed. Those who violated
it would have their disciplinary mark deducted. Once the total deduction surpasses a
certain limit, self-criticisms would have to be submitted. Therefore we were all afraid of
teacher's presence. My bunk was just behind the door. So I gave three knocks on the door
stealthily. My room-mates all knew it was my mischief. Yet beyond their expectation, a
voice in the dialect of Hebei Province came, "What are you doing?" We all
laughed. Now Mr. Li, our teacher in charge of the dormitory had really come. She insisted
in seeing the person who gave the knocking. I thought, "Now I will have a
trouble again." We all remained in our place without moving to open the door. Mr. Li
had to use her key to open the door and entered. She said, "I have been listening
outside for quite some time. Just as I was about to knock the door, it sounded and gave me
a scare. We all stayed in our quilt and laughed till our tears came out. The teacher
wanted to find out who made the door knocking. But all of us remained silent. Mr. Li
became impatient and said, "If all refused to admit. Then deduction of marks will be
given to all." I thought, "A true man has the courage to accept the consequences
of his own action." So I admitted, "I have made the knocking." Mr. Li said,
"At the very first moment I had thought it might be you."
In the next morning, Teacher Wei in charge of our
class called me, "Chen Yan!" I stood up immediately. "What did you do after
lights-out last night?" I thought, " Why? Teacher Wei has already known about
the matter so early in the morning." I must have made Mr. Li angry last night. May be
I got her scared somewhat seriously. I hesitated and wondered. Teacher Wei said, "You
have caused troubles without feeling regret." The boys around also wanted to know
what I had done. So I made gestures while explaining with imitating Mr. Li's Hebei dialect
in telling what I did last night. That caused every one, including Teacher Wei, to laugh.
I continued "I really did not intend to frighten Mr. Li. But I did not know that just
as Mr. Li raised her hand I happened to make the knocking for her. It was merely a
co-incidence. Every body laughed almost to the extent of stomach aching. Teacher Wei said,
"Chen Yan! You are giving an evasive alibi. You should be punished by standing at
your seat during the first class." To me, a punishment of standing at my seat was
quite common and it is nothing but an action to raise a hand, I thought.
I had given so much trouble to my teachers. Teacher
Wei once said in joking, " Chen Yan! It seemed that you could not grow up without
getting criticized each week. I had thought of learning to be an obedient student. But I
just could not keep control of myself. I liked to whisper on the class and liked to answer
questions. I had succeeded in learning what the teacher had lectured after her first trial
and felt annoyed when she repeated her speech. And I started to feel a little uneasy. Our
mathematics teacher mentioned to me, "You should understand, when you have already
understood what the teacher lectured, that there still might be some other classmates who
have not yet understood. You can do anything else as long as you keep your mouth
shut." Under the perception I accepted, once on a class of mathematics, I
played with a table-tennis ball in my hand. But it fell accidentally on the floor. It
bumped up and down, making a typical noise with its action and caused the laughing of my
classmates. My teacher got really angry as to take away the ball and told the teacher in
charge of our class. My behavior left its aftermath. Teacher Wei had me to write and
submit a note of self-criticism together with a guarantee to be away from nuisance acts
when I understood the lecture. Geography was taught by Mr. Hai, the headmaster of our
school and on his class I managed to keep my obedience. But on a class when he talked
about the Atlantic, Mr. Hai suddenly said, "Chen Yan! Where is the Atlantic Ocean in
your dream?" I was at a loss while all my classmates laughed, because I was
caught sleeping on the class. I felt, "Life is so tiresome to me. During class hours,
my mouth has to be shut and sleepiness must be driven away. Listening must be maintained
even after I have perceived teachers' lecture. At the start of the fourth period or last
period before noon, I began my waiting for queuing at lunch."
A lagging position in the long queue meant a waste
of time. So hearing the bell ringing at the end of the class, I started my hundred–meter
dash toward the mess hall. The speed might even beat my record in physical training
class!
Actually I was not good at sport. I had suffered
from allergic asthma. When I did exercises in running, the asthma started to set in after
a short run. There were signs of congenital cervico-vertebrate disease on my neck.
Headache was frequently felt. Some of my schoolmates have learned to help me by giving me
massaging to relieve the pain of my cervico-vertebrate disease. When my asthma set in, I could not
lie flat on bed. Liu Lei and others had to hold me up in turn. That caused them to abandon
their sleep over the night. I could not help from being deeply moved by their kindness.
On some occasion many of the
previous graduates from our school would come for reunion. Li Fei said she admired those
graduates and always hoped to graduate sooner to get a job. I had no such thought. I did
not wish to leave those teachers and schoolmates. May be I had developed some
unstable sentiments at my age of eighteen. Sometimes I felt inexplicably melancholy. In
other times a lot of thoughts would come across my mind by listening to the melody of Qi
Qin's singing. And some other times I would sing Zhang Qiang's "Go By a Cafe"
along with her song played from the tape.