In China's time, people stepped into the first day in the New Year of Rooster.
My closest touch with a rooster was when I was 3 or 4 years old. One day, I was playing with my buddies in front of the residential buildings. One of my friends was running towards us, shouting "a big rooster is coming to us!" We all started running around. Somehow, the rooster picked my direction and started chasing me. I was running like crazy, but it was a big animal and pretty fast. I ran into the gate of a unit in a building, thinking I was safe. I didn't have time to take a break and I saw the rooster came to me. Scared, I froze as it came to me. It jumped up, almost as high as I was, and attacked my face with its peck. It was on my cheek, a bit below my right eye. Then, it left. I always remember this, even though I don't know if I left out any details.
This year, my sister will have a baby. So it will be a "Rooster baby", as we all friendly call it. I wish everything great will happen for the baby, my sister, and my family.
