” am a Chinese, left my country with my 5 years boy, and my husband.
I don’t know what’s other person’s motivation of immigration. But I would like to share mine – hope it helps to understand the situation better.
My husband and I both worked in large cities for many year. We had a decent life, with all the years of hard work in large international companies. I used to work in a professional media company, and my husband worked for those IT companies for years.
We bought our detached house in the suburb of Shanghai, with a lot of Morgage of course. And then I had my baby boy.
It seemed everything went on well. We read many sad stories from the media, but personally, you would think that’s just stories for most of the time.
With many of his friends, my husband used to went to an island very often. It’s near Xiamen, a city he lived and worked for over 10 years in the east of China. There they discovered a small restaurant at the seaside – the owner offers wonderful fresh seafood – a perfect runaway activity for them in the weekends.
After left that Xiamen city many years, one day, we received a friend’s call for help. As her family still visited the restaurant sometimes, she and her husband becomes friends with the owner soon. And she’s calling for the owner, calling for help.
It was the owner’s son, a 14 years boy. He was suddenly found sick for no clues – his platelet number dropped so horrifyingly, even to a single digital level. The local doctors couldnot find out what’s wrong at all. All these happened within a month. We were living in the center of the country Shanghai then, and my husband was majored in bio-chemistry. So that this friend called us for help, searching for any good medical resources in Shanghai that might help the boy.
We did many searching for them. We found out the best hospital in Shanghai and tried to convince them coming to visit it. However, the boy was too weak to make any further moves – he died several weeks later, no one knew that’s going on on him by the time he died.
One year later, we were contacted by that friend again – she’s helping the restaurant owner with a new question. For many years, there has been a factory in about 7km distance towards his island. That factory produces P-Xylene, locally called it PX factory. That week, in the news, they found out there was an explosive incident happened in the factory. The owner’s wife was pregnant at the moment. They wanted to know if that would do any harm to her baby.
We spent several nights doing our research. Every Chinese media release says it’s safe. However, we read a lot of international research articles, and studied the production process. Sadly, we found out, all the symptoms the died boy had, exactly matches benzene poisoning. And that benzene, was a mid product of that factory.
My own baby was about 6 months at that moment. As a sentiment new mom, I cried over night for that 14- year boy passed away. I asked my husband the same question over and over- “should we find out the reason earlier, would it make any difference?” It seems there’s no good way for final treatment to the poisoning.
We called the friend in the early morning, telling her all about that. She’s a new mom as well, with a boy 9 months old by then. She tried to convince the owner leaving the island, but they told her they had no choice. That’s their homeland, and a only place they know how to live, with all the islanders of an over 7000 population.
Both my friends and us tried to warn to our friends – we posted warnings with the whole story on all our social media. But, all the posts were deleted within mintues. It was no an “allowed” topic.
Two months later, my husband finally rises the immigration topic between us. I understood his feeling, just as mine. The owner thought he had no choice. We think we do. Looking at my son – he has an allergic problem to the highly- polluted air, worked just as a monitor. When our weather forecast said it’s a bad day(pm 2.5 over 300, or even 400), his nose would become so sensitive that it starts to bleed constantly, 6–7 times per day.
Luckily, my family still had a choice. Sadly, we had no choice.
We applied for immigrant. After piles of materials preparation, we finally received the approval. Then we sold everything there – house, car, everything. We left our friends, our job, and our home, with no choice.
Yes, there are rich Chinese who seeking to hide their dirty money somewhere. But there are more common ones, just as us, seeking for fresh air.”
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