My experience in China has been quite an adventure.
I don't know where to start, because there are so many things to say.
I arrived in China with a low level of English, which was stressful. I didn't know what to expect, how to communicate with the students and masters. I was immediately put at ease.
I tried shaolin and wing chun for 1 month. I immediately understood that wing chun was made for me with an extraordinary master.
I understood that wing chun was not just a martial art but a way of life, not just physical but mental and spiritual. This will stay with me for the rest of my life.
My master's degree has helped me focus so much on myself. All the discussions I've had with him have given me so much self-confidence and so much more.
I met some wonderful people who became friends. An exemplary translator who became a friend. Student friends like me and Chinese friends. I'll never forget their faces; the discussions I had with them. They will always be in my heart.
China vibrates within me. During the 6 months I spent at the school, I learned an enormous amount about myself. I went through a lot of emotions right up to the last day when I had to say goodbye to China