First, I will say that you, Hong Kongers, have taught me the beauty, courage, solidarity, determination, and persistence of good people.
I came to Hong Kong as an international student for a year in September. I am an ethnic Asian but had never been to Hong Kong or Asia before. I want to briefly talk about my experience here to Hong Kongers, as none of my expat or foreign friends can understand. My family had to escape the communists, my grandfather worked his whole life to fight them and for human rights, he knew Martin Luther King and advised for US president Jimmy Carter after immigrating to the US. When I arrived in Hong Kong, I knew very little about the protest movement but only supported it from my ideology. My first weekend, I went to the march in Tuen Mun to see for myself what the press was talking about.
I saw the police surround the march, fire tear gas and maybe rubber bullets too. The majority of protesters did not have gear. You, Hong Kongers, gave me a face mask to hide myself, warned me where the tear gas was, and helped me escape around police lines and onto a bus.