Fiction: Group 3
you live
? – and turned you into a mindless creature trained to ferry the wellspring of China’s economy,
prime and proper and purposeless.
Your futures, paraded for all eyes to see. Little figurines of graduated alumni on a conveyer belt for
production. For selection. All prepped and ready for the market, for moneymaking, just like that.
In less than four years, you will become one of them, brimming with hopelessness, flooded by tears
and toxins and debt and made impure by the system they call education. You will be shipped out with a
mind more polluted than the river that cries outside, fated to eke out a living somewhere around there. And
you’ll never see her again, because she’s destined for Greater Things, probably some job that requires her to
travel all over the world and meet all sorts of people. She would find someone else, and then where would
you be?
What do you have left?
