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12A ¼B¥@¸sSean Liu

Water rushes past my knees as my toes do what they can to cling on the rocks. Right in front of me is a two-story waterfall. “Come on Sean, jump!?my daredevil friends yell. Even though I’m six feet tall, I’ve never liked heights. Be a man, I tell myself as I bend my knees to keep my balance. Just as I start inching forward, my right foot loses grip on the mossy rock and I’m thrown on my back. The river takes hold of me and before I know it I’m plummeting to my death. I shut my eyes and crash butt first into the ice-cold pool of water beneath. Every part of my skin tingles, and I resurface fully awake and alive. “WOOH!?I cry, “Let’s do that again!?/P>

An hour later the group and I are riding in a van, heading to our next village Ban SaiNgam. While I sink into my seat and relax, I think about everything that has happened in the last few days.

Just a week ago we had all arrived in Chiang Mai, Thailand as complete strangers, all volunteers for Rustic Pathways Foundation. Our counselors whisked us away into rural Thailand, to a village school called Nohbo Academy. There we worked for ten days constructing cement block walls in classrooms and in a new auditorium. We also got to know each other ?I became close friends with Cory, a soccer goalie from Wisconsin, and Julia, an aspiring singer who loves to box.

Today is a day of relaxation, a reward for our hard work at Nohbo. The sun quickly sets, and we stop at a city called Pai along the way to shop and eat at a night market. Tired and hungry from jumping off the waterfall, we wander around the night market in search of tasty authentic pad Thai. Cory taps my shoulder, “Dude, look at that.?I turn around and my jaw drops to the ground in disbelief. Standing ten feet from us is a transvestite, but no ordinary transvestite. He, she, it is split right down the middle. Its left half is wearing a slick black suit and has the face of a man, and its right half is wearing a flashy pink dress and has the face of a woman. It looks at us, smiles, and says “Sawasdeekaa,?which means “hello?in Thai. Transfixed, we forget about our hunger and spend the rest of the night taking photos with the half-man-half-woman.

The following day we arrive at our second village, Ban SaiNgam. The villagers welcome us with traditional Thai singing and dancing. Well-rested and energized by the villagers, we begin the day’s work with intensity and focus. In one week, we finish a building a water retention tower, painting the village school, and constructing a cement floor and tin walls for the spirit worship house. On our final day in Thailand, the village shaman holds a “string ceremony,?during which he blesses each of us with a string necklace, asking the village spirit to protect us from harm. The village also hosts a farewell feast for us, and we gorge ourselves on the succulent roasted pork. We join the villagers in their singing, and although we don’t understand the language we know what it means. Both the villagers and we know that our service work will make a positive difference in their daily lives ?that's what we’re singing about.

I will always remember my experience in Thailand. Thailand has brought me together with some of my best friends. It has shown me what service truly means, something I would never have encountered at home. Most importantly, Thailand has given me the adventure of a lifetime, and I will always grateful.

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12A ±ç©É²ÞAlbert Liang

Summer has been a time when students usually go out to chill at home and to slowly morph into a bean bag chair. On the other hand, for my last four summers, I’ve been morphing into my computer chair and interning at an architectural company located in San Francisco. Although most adults will say that work is much harsher than school, I would beg to differ in the years I’ve been at LTC Design Group. This summer, I’ve worked on projects located in China in areas such as: Cheng Du, Hu Fan Qiao, and Wu Han.

In Cheng Du, I participated in the modeling of five schemes and the finishing touching for the axon views for each. The time spend on the project amounted to around one month, in which a team of 4, including me, participated in the modeling and pre and post rendering touches of the project. Each of the schemes composed of two mixed-used sky scrapers and a smaller residential tower.

Hu Fan Qiao was a project that carried on from last year. In order to have a larger success in one of the competitions the company was participated in, the head architect decided to submit a total of four schemes. For two months, one of the principal architects and I worked on the design of a scheme which was later modified for another. In relation to the culture in the area, the design composed of a traditional Chinese lattice window structure for the outside curtain wall design. The stone walls were connected in such a way to resemble a flying Chinese dragon. In order to incorporate a mixture of a Chinese and modern design, the inner corridor’s glass was designed with black, grey, and white colored glass panes in a modernist style orientation to make the building feel much more lively. The water which follows in a continuous loop around the whole of the building is to give the building a closer feeling to nature, especially since running water is considered one of the most relaxing sounds.

The last project, located in Wu Han consisted of four different schemes with designs ranging from stone heavy design to glass heavy design. For this particular project, I did not participate in the design, but rather the post rendering editing of the buildings. Some of the most fun is during the post editing. For instance, the tone of the rendered view could dramatically change from a more evening feeling to a daytime feeling with a few brushes using Photoshop. The most eye opening aspect of which I did the editing was exactly how much one can change a picture to make the building that was once mundane, into on that stands out.

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