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    Vietnam? Isn't that a shame? (Laughs softly. ) I saw a file on Vietnam, it showed the actual fighting. It looked ridiculous, just a bunch of kids. It was actually embarrassing to watch that, people were actually shooting and shouting. I saw Vietnam. .I looked at a map once. I'm concerned with Vietnam if my brother has to go, otherwise, no.

    My interest in life is me. It's a shame. I wish I could pick up a newspaper and read it. What I hear about things is heard from other people.
    I hope I'll make it. I think it's marriage, to someone who is successful. Highland Park, a couple of kids. I'm not too crazy about children, though. You're sitting in a room, and all of a sudden five kids'll come in and they'll go to another girl in the room. Same with dogs.

    I'm worried about the next couple of years. Here I'm putting all this time and feeling into this relationshp with Steven, and to have it not work out, it would be terrible. I don't know what I'd do. I'd probably find someone else and be just as happy.
    We have to have war, there's been wars through all the ages , apparently everyone gets enjoyment out of it. If we removed

this part from man, it would be boring. Otherwise things would be sort of dull.
    I love my building, I just love it. If I'm on a bus going to my mother's, I look at these people and get a nauseous feeling. On Michigan Avenue, I rospect them more. Home gives me a sick feeling.
    lt's a shame Blacks don't like me and children don't like me and dogs don't run up to me.

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    Not long ago, a newspaper column caught my attention. It was the first time since I came to America that I read about an issue similar to the ones I often heard in China.
    It all started'from a letter sent to a newspaper column by a woman named Sally from Toronto, Canada. She told the columnist about her unpleasant experience on a bus ride in Canada. She was in the late stage of her pregnancy, with very swollen ankles. Howevei, people on the bus just pretended not to notice her.

    The responses to 5ally's letter, in the columnist's words were "staggering", and many of them were "unpredictable".
    Almost all the women readers, of course, gave their understanding and sympathy to Sally. A woman who signed her name as "L. M. " related Sally's experience with her own. She told the columnist that she had used public transportation for ll years in Detroit and never saw a man give his seat t0 a pregnant woman. She pointed out, however, women passengers did it all the time.

 As for her own experience, she once offered a seat to another pregnant woman when she herself was in her seventh month pregnancy. When the other woman sat down and said to L. M. , "Bless you for saving my life", the man sitting next to her "turned red as a tomato".

    Some people think that nowadays in America, a lot of men were raised with no manners. A woman reader from California wrote about what she once saw on a bus and implied that parents should be strict with their children's behavior. She was sitting behind a mother and a teenage son. An elderly lady got on the bus and stood near the boy, struggling to stay upright.

The boy was engrossed in his comic book when his mother poked him and ordered him to give his seat to that elderly woman. The Californian woman thought the mother was doing a fine job bringing up her son.

    Men readers, however, responded to Sally differently. Some of them have long resented at women's equal rights campaigns, and took this opportunity to get back at women. Here is what a man from Anchorage, Alaska wrote: This is for Sally in Toronto who figures she is entitled to g seat on the bus because she is seven months pregnant: Get real, lady, this is the '90s. You women have been screaming about equal rights , so now you've got them. Live with your equal rights and stop beefing.

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