Status Updates From Battle Hymn Of China

I carefully read the tracts he gave me, then urged him to show me something not based on the fear of death.

Was it the faces of men going to meet a powerful enemy or was it the spindly-legged little boy with the gasoline tin that so deeply affected me? The gasoline tin was the only contribution from my country to China which I saw on the north-western front. But the enemy planes above us were American and their bombs were made of scrap iron and chemicals from America.

When we told him that we are Americans, he recalled that some of our countrymen had lectured at his farm. From them he had learned that there were twelve million unemployed in America. It had seemed unbelievable, he said—as many people as in the entire Caucasus—perhaps more. It was like a whole country having no way of earning a living. Looking compassionately at us with his very blue eyes, he remarked that it...

Very interesting so far unsurprisingly, but the tiny ass font is killing me.

An early feminist journalist writes first-hand account of China's history unfolding from 1928-41. I am through 1937. Fascinating read with her conversations with Chou En Lai and other notable names of the period alongside the everyday Chinese from intellectuals to peasants, soldiers to political figures. Intriguing view of China unfolding.

Early feminist, journalist in China in the 1930s. Well-written first hand account.