It is now the evening of March 17, and the new semester has been underway for over a month. The festival introduction has reached its final issue: the festivals of March.
I want to dedicate the last issue to International Women's Day on March 8. The history of Women's Day can be traced back to March 8, 1908, when a group of female workers in New York held a march to demand better working conditions and voting rights. This march is considered the beginning of the women's rights movement and the birth of Women's Day. Over time, Women's Day gradually became a global celebration. On the United Nations' webpage introducing International Women's Day, the origin of "March 8" is attributed to a series of significant women's movements in the early 20th century, including: in 1909, the American Socialist Party designated February 28 as National Women's Day; in 1910, at the Second International Conference in Copenhagen, over 100 women representatives from 17 countries, led by Clara Zetkin, planned to establish International Women's Day, but no specific date was set; on March 19, 1911, over one million women in Austria, Denmark, Germany, and Switzerland gathered to celebrate International Women's Day; on the last Sunday of February 1913, Russian women celebrated their International Women's Day with demonstrations; on March 8, 1914, women in several European countries held anti-war demonstrations; on March 8, 1917 (February 23 in the Russian calendar), Russian women went on strike to commemorate nearly two million Russian women who died in World War I, marking the beginning of the "February Revolution." Four days later, the Tsar was forced to abdicate, and the provisional government announced the granting of voting rights to women. This series of socialist feminist movements that occurred in Europe and America in the early 20th century collectively contributed to the birth of International Women's Day on March 8.
February was quite a dilemma; winter was coming to an end, and spring fatigue was setting in, yet there were still many early morning classes. However, after enduring the more grueling schedule during high school, I managed not to be late or skip classes. Yet, I gradually realized that there was no need to be a "good student" in college, but I didn't know how not to be one, so I just went with the flow. Turning my attention to the internet and artificial intelligence, ChatGPT has become incredibly popular; as of today (March 17), GPT-4 has been released. Will the next technological singularity revolve around GPT? We shall see. At the beginning of February, school hadn't actually started yet; I arrived at school around February 10 and immediately entered class mode, as well as the role of a teaching assistant for quantum mechanics. I graded a few quantum mechanics assignments and truly felt that being a teacher is not easy, and grading papers is even harder. Then from March 3 to 5, I traveled to Changsha with my roommate and a friend from next door, a total of four people. I visited Orange Island and Hunan University, and the accommodation on the first day received particularly high praise. In short, after I returned, I made a resolution: I would not eat stinky tofu again within a year.
Regarding work and the prospects of pursuing further studies or exams, it remains uncertain, but I feel that I am not clear enough, or perhaps I have not found my true passion, or I know what I love but lack the courage to change. I am still being swept forward by the torrent of time, but I hope I at least have the courage to face reality.
As I write this, it is already mid-March, and I am only now summarizing February. The consequence is that the next issue may be a bit more lackluster...