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Sara Judge is an accomplished international business development and external affairs executive with a career-long expertise on China and a track record of high-impact results. Sara has senior operational and fundraising experience, with a valuable blend of strategic leadership and execution.
Sunday, June 26, 2016
Reflections on a China Journey
When people learn that I lived in China for several years in
the early 1980s, the most common question I am asked is ‘how has China
changed?’ A question that is both
complex and simple, distinct and nuanced at the same time. I’ve spent a good deal of time reflecting on
the tremendous changes, trying to articulate what I have witnessed.
When I first arrived in Beijing in 1982, it was a grim,
grey, dusty city still reeling from the impact of the Cultural
Revolution. My days were spent working
diligently on my Chinese language skills and trying to soak in Chinese
culture. I dodged a stream of bicycles
outside the Western gate of the Peking University campus, heard roosters and the
clip-clop of horses hooves on the road outside my dorm room, passed walls still
covered with big character slogans, was followed by a small group of friendly
small children as I made my daily run around Weiming Lake on the Peking
University campus, and had weekly encounters with elderly women hobbling on
small bound feet. China's history juxtaposed against slow modernization.
When I returned to China in 2005, after a hiatus of fifteen years, what struck me most was the change in energy, the way that people carried themselves. Heads high and
shoulders back, there seemed to be a literal spring in their step – particularly
young people. Almost a personification
of hope in the way that they moved and interacted. Although I still saw older people shuffling
along the streets of Beijing, the energy of youth was palpable. Surely there were other changes –- high-rise
buildings dwarfed the old Soviet style compounds scattered around the city. I
no longer recognized the old neighborhood in Haidian where I used to live.
Another decade passed, fast forward to 2016. I still see the energy – sometimes it is
dramatically amplified with a bravado I couldn’t imagine witnessing thirty
years ago. But I also sense a weariness,
a skepticism and reluctance to stand out – a strange cycling back to an earlier
time in China’s history?
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