"I am so excited moma," I exclaim. "I am six years old and my name is Li Xiu, I am so happy to meet you!" I cry to the students as they stare at me, you see, I look a bit strange, I have the usual Chinese look, but my eyes are bright blue, blue as the cloudless sky reflecting in a frozen pond on a crisp winter morning, cool, you may think, but I don't, at least not after today, I had the worst day of my life, and to a six year old that said alot. "hi, wats your name?" a little boy asked, he was in the grade above mine and decided to introduce himself to me. " my name is Li Xiu," said looking up at him hopefully. he held in a gasp, his eyes sparkled as he said, " my name is Zhang Yong," I smiled brightly at him and he looked at me and said," you have gorgeous eyes," wait, I thought they were ugly, I gasped internally. he was so nice, and so it became my first crush. that day at reases, he took me to a beautiful milkweed garden, full of life in stages, and he made me realize that I was a Caterpillar and I was going to become a butterfly!