I mentioned previously that the China Pavilion is a surprisingly good metaphor for what China is going through now as a nation. After being in Shanghai (one of China's fastest growing and most international cities) for two months, China has revealed itself to be a proud nation who is extremely concerned with how it is perceived by the international community. However, due to rapid growth, the general Chinese population has not been able to catch up. What one ends up with is an exterior that looks half polished while the interior is glaringly flawed.
Before I continue my rant on everything that disappoints me about this aspect of China and become seen as a merciless traitor to my birthplace, here a few words that will hopefully save me from being deemed so. First and foremost, I love this country, it's food, it's people, and it's environments have given me fond memories to carry through my life. One of the saddest moments of my life was boarding that plane to New York when I was eight, knowing that being Chinese will mean something completely different from then on. Each time I come back, I've had mixed feelings about what I feel. On one hand, I still see the memories of everything I know and love and continue to find new surprises that secure China's prominence in my heart. However, time after time I find my self disgusted with certain ways this country has developed in the past twelve years. It seems that for each building that rises in China that I love, hundreds are built that I hate. This failure is an embarrassment to the reputation China is fighting so hard to build. The China pavilion arrives at a perfect time when I just can no longer look on and not be furious.