There were a lot of general interest meetings taking place last Thursday, and I decided to take part of Hong Kong Culture Club. When I told my father about this interest, he said: “why would you join that club?”
“Well,” I replied, “why don’t I join and find out?”
Interesting, however, was the fact that there were some people of other ethnicities other than Chinese joined the club as well. Hmm, there must be something captivating about this club. Logically, I sat there and hoped that I could find the uniqueness of the club.
The meeting apparently was very well planned and, to everyone’s delight, Asian fusion was served. During the meeting, hosts, including the club president, treasury and other members, were incredibly charming. Although some of the aforementioned students who were not of any Asian ethnicities didn’t understand either Cantonese, the dialect used in Hong Kong and areas around it, and Mandarin, the official language of China, they gave their best shot and ramped up the environment inside the room.
In the meeting, with the charming blend of friendliness and warmth, club executives introduced to us about the normal activities and what to be expected if we were to join the club: discussions about culture and customs in Hong Kong, hangouts over the weekend or holiday, and even chances to taste the Asian dishes in New York.
Of course, conventionally, new members should get to know each other. Club executives planned an effective ice-breaker session for us: they divided us into different groups and let us play games to know each other. Unsurprisingly, with the help of the session, I managed to familiarize myself better with the Baruch culture and some of the people, I also found that there were many people who came from the very same city that I lived in for most of my life!
