Having only an ambiguous common sense of what a religion belie frefers to，I，from childhood till teenage hood in China，have never beenas sociated with religiosity．Church seemed so distant away from me thatit seemed only half real．However，religion and churches here in the us seem to hold an entirely different significance．Everyone in ESL held are ligious belief of catholic for being as a Hispanic they consider in-evitable taking on what their family regard as sanity．Fortunately enough for me，I got a chance together with my parents going to a near by church on Friday and that was the very point in my life when I first gotmy way to the understanding of what a religion was．
Arriving around five in the afternoon，we soon found out that peo-pie in the lobby had been begun putting the self-prepared dishes on．“They were all the pious Chinese Christians for years who came up here every week or so．” A friend of my dad told us watching us confused with bit astonishment．Meanwhile nlore people went in and the hall soon became crowded and noisy because people began gathering together eating meals．As newcomers．it was hard for us to find a seat for every-where is occupied by people who seemed to know each other well．Somehow．we under the help of someone warm-hearted quickly finished our medl simply wailing for the events coming up next．