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Objective Summary:
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The story is about a child's expectance of a family
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life filled with love and comforts, which is contrast
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with his real working class family life.
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Subjective Evaluation:
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Soto, back to his age of nine, dreamed to live in a
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family life that was uncomplicated in its routine. In
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reality, Soto lived in a working class family; he
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tried to change his family to imitate the perfect
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families he absorbed from television. I think many
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people have done what Soto did to fulfill the dream of
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a perfect family they wanted. I am not excluded from
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this either.
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I have an experience of attempting to change my
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family life. It was one year later after my family
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first came to the US in 1995. I learned many new
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things in this country that I never knew in China, and
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I appreciated some living styles in American culture.
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As I tended to like the styles of American life, I
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expected my family like them, too. The thing I wanted
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my family to change was the cooking style. I hated to
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cook Chinese dinner because it took so long to
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prepare. There are four kinds of food which are
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considered essential parts of Chinese dinner: rice,
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soup, vegetable, and meat; they are usually cooked
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separately. I was not the one who was good at
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cooking in my family, but I did have to cook when I
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came home earlier than my parents and two sisters
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still at work. One day, when we were sitting together
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at the dinning table for dinner, I suggested to my
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family that we could have sandwiches and precooked
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food from the supermarket as our dinner since many
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American families do. My parents looked at me in
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bewilderment. Son, you must be kidding, right?
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Those sandwiches and precooked food do not give you
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enough nutrition for growing up, my dad said. And
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precooked food is not good for your health, my mother
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kept on. My elder sisters showed no interest in my
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idea. I grew frustrated from their reaction, but I
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did not give up. Evening after evening, I kept
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bringing up the idea at the dinning table. My mother
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finally permitted me to make one American dinner for
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the family. That day, I went to the supermarket to
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buy bread, ham, and chicken soup right after school.
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I planned on making ham sandwiches and chicken soup
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for the dinner. The dinner was ready and served at
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our usual dinnertime. My mother tasted a spoon of the
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chicken soup and said, It tastes like brine, nothing
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but salty. Why don't they put some shark fins in it?
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She refused to have another spoon. My sisters only
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had a small bite of their sandwiches and then put them
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down; my father barely finished one. Even I could not
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have another one after finishing two. That night, my
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parents and sisters had instant noodle for dinner.
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Such a result was out of my expectation, but I had to
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accept it. From then on, the subject of changing
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cooking style is never brought up to the family
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conversation.
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I think Soto had the same feeling as I did when he
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found out that there was no way to change his family
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to be the perfect family he expected. When he
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realized that, he went out to look for work; being
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different from him, I tried to bring up another
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subject to the family conversation.
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