The national college entrance exam resumed in the 1980s. I scored first in the province and qualified for Tsinghua and Peking University, yet my admission letter never came.
Instead, I received an order to go work in a poor mining district!
The culprit was the head of the supply and marketing cooperative.
To secure a future for his useless daughter, he stole my university admission by impersonating me.
I went to the principal to demand justice, but he told me to kneel and apologize.
I tried to report them to the police, only to be thrown in jail for reform through labor.
“Bastard with no parents, and you think you can go to college?”
“Know what’s good for you and go work in the countryside. That’s where a poor wretch like you belongs.”
Then they locked my blind grandmother inside the house and burned her alive!
Later, clutching a box of military medals left by my parents, I knelt in the military compound and wept.
“I don’t want to go to college anymore, and I don’t want these medals either. Please, just give my family back to me!”
My grandfather gave his life on the Long March, and my parents died in the War to Resist U.S. Aggression and Aid Korea.
I just want to know: what gave the all-powerful head of the supply and marketing cooperative the nerve to treat the descendants of martyrs this way!
