Chai Jing’s review: Under the Dome – Investigating China’s Smog video

This graph shows the Beijing PM2.5 index during January 2013. In just one month, there wer 25 days of smog. I was in Beijing at that time and as I looked back on this curve over the course of that year, I tried to recall the senses and emotions. But I couldn’t. At that time everyone said the haze was caused by random weather patterns. Hardly anyone took it seriously. In that month, I made four business trips: To Shaanxi, henan, Jiangxi and Zhejiang. Looking back at the sky of these trips, It seems like China at that time was immersed in smog, blankeing 25 provinces and 600 million people. I was right in the middle of it, but I didn’t even realize it. But the sensation in my throat remained. When I was in Xi’an, I was coughing so badly that I couldn’t even sleep, I cut up a lemon and put it beside my pillow. When I returned to Beijing, I discovered that I was pregnant. This is what she looked like the first time I saw her. At that moment, I knew she must be a girl. Because it looked like she had a girl’s haircut. When I heard her heartbeat for the first time, there was nothing I wanted more than for her to be healthy. But, she was diagnosed with a benign tumor, which would require surgery immediately after birth. Before the anaesthesia, the doctor told me, ”Your baby is so young that there is a possibility, she won’t survive the general anaesthetic. You need to be mentally prepared for it. ”. Before I could even hold her, she was carried off to the operating room. After that, the nurse gave me a toy bear, which she used to comfort children. Instead, she used it to comfort me. When I saw my little angel after the surgery, she was still unconscious. The doctor said, “The operation was very successful. But there is one thing you have to forgive me for: She is so chubby that it took several attempts to find a vein for the anesthetic.” I took her tiny hand, full of needle marks, and I held it to my face. I called her name, until she opened her eyes and looked at me. I’m a very lucky person. After that, I quit my job so I could spend my time keeping her company and looking after her. As long as we are all together, safe and sound, nothing else matters. But already on our way home from the hospital, I started to feel scared. The smell of black smoke and burning fire was everywhere, I covered her nose with my handkerchief, I know how stupid that seems, since in her struggle to breathe through it, she would just breathe in more smog. Before that moment, I’d never been afraid of air pollution, and I’d never worn a filter mask. But now, there is a little life in your arms, her breathing, eating and drinking are all on your shoulders. That’s when you begin to feel afraid. That severe smog at the end of 2013 lasted about two months. The continuing smog made me feel like it was more that just a random occurrence and that it couldn’t possibly be over quickly. I was the same sky that I saw ten years ago, when I was in Shanxi…