Journal 43: What I Hear Singing

I lived in different times from the society that the poem was talking about. I didn't had workers working beside me joyfully throught their works, instead i have asain kids scramble through their tests and work when i was in the U.S. Luckily, i didn't had to do all that crap. Now that i compare the soceity of Taiwan and America, i realize there are some stuff that America don't have and won't hear singing about.
The beetlenut girls waving at the cars and asking to come closer.
The horns and chaos when driving in Taiwan
the shouting and cussing of the bus drivers against the taxi drivers
Parents scolding their kids to work harder and harder and eventually the sound of THOMP where they suicide. No kidding, the recent news just have another one of the kids jumped down the building. Most likely i won't have a life like that, since im living already like this.
In the U.S, im sure you would hear some news like these in Taiwan but im pretty sure not that often. From what i know of my friends doing now is joinignc clubs, enjoying high school with people and socializing. Over here, people are crumbled with the replacement test from 11th grade all the way to 12th with their parents watching over and running academy from here to there.