Lucy Liu was born in China and at the age of seven, moved to the United States with her mother and father. They first moved to Houston, but soon moved to Katy. Attending Katy’s Taylor High School has been a rewarding experience for Lucy. But she’s now looking to the future. Lucy is heading to the University of Texas in Austin. She’ll pursue a degree in philosophy. And after that, she hopes to pursue a law degree.
Lucy has the undivided attention of her devoted mother, who could not be prouder of her only child.
Congratulations to Lucy for being selected as one of three winners in KUHF’s first Student Essay Contest sponsored by Spectra Energy. In addition to having her essay broadcast on the radio and archived as a part of our regular weekly series, Lucy will enjoy a laptop computer and a savings bond which will help in her first year of college.
Here’s Lucy Liu with her essay for KUHF’s This I Believe.
“I believe in Mother’s Circus Animal Cookies. They are pink or white frosted animal crackers covered with sprinkles. And I believe they’re simply amazing.
I was born in China, and when I was younger, my father used to travel all around the world for business. Each time he traveled, he return with assorted snacks and souvenirs from around the globe.
Whenever he flew to America, he always brought back huge bags of Mother’s Circus Animal Cookies. I would go crazy, devouring those sugar-loaded goodies. Cookies as sweet and addictive were hard to find in my small town, with only a few convenience stores that doubled as restaurants.
I haven’t thought about those pink and white cookies since moving here ten years ago. Not until last weekend when I was speed walking through the aisles of a local grocery story to find the Goldfish crackers on sale, when I saw, from the corner of my eyes, the familiar pink and white bag. Instantly, I thought of the delicious sweetness of those cookies. And then, of my childhood and of my father.
Instead of Goldfish, I bought a package of Mother’s Circus Animal Cookies.
“You know, your father used to buy those for you,” my mom remarked in Chinese when I opened the bag inside our car.
“Oh really?” I replied, feigning slight surprise as I tried to not sound too eager, too sad, too surprised, too broken.
It was a little disappointing that when I took my first bite, my father didn’t suddenly appear in front of me with a huge smile on his face and mountains of suitcases behind him. I felt disheartened that I didn’t morph into the four year old with pigtails eagerly reaching for her present.
Instead, characteristics of my father flashed through my mind. His love for me…his attentiveness for my likes and dislikes, his persistence to see me smile. I know that he loved me more than anything else in this world, and that he always did everything he could to make me happy. Before, these cookies only meant sweetness; now, they remind me of my father and of his thoughtfulness.
I believe in Mother’s Circus Animal Cookies, and I believe in my father.”