




Hello everyone-
Again, I am realizing that I am horrible with updating this blog. I promise when I come home that I will tell lots of great stories. Let me try to remember of few of them as I write this. After re-reading the last time I wrote, I figured I better back up a bit. We have obviously settled into our new school. I am teaching grades 1 thru 6 and for 99 % of the time I enjoy it. The kids are great. I have two translators that come with me to each class and basically help with the dicipline and when the kids have no idea what I am saying, they translate. The only bad thing is that I dont believe that they understand how we are supposed to teach. I can honestly say that all they want me to do is teach them songs!
October and November past without much entertainment. We went to Xian at the end of each month to get our monthly "fix" of McDonalds. Thanksgiving was not the same of course, but the teachers were very nice and they took us out dancing. In our town "dancing" does not mean going to a club. Dancing means going to a small, kinda scary building that is very dark and watching older Chinese people dance very differently. It was fun but it was'nt actually what I was looking for. But again, another great experience.
December was another adventure. Christmas was sad but we made the best of it. The best part of the last month was going shopping and finding the cheesy xmas decorations that the Chinese love. I found Xmas lights in Xian, but half of them were burnt out by xmas. Typical Chinese quality. We had xmas day off and requested the day after as well. We were off too Hangzhou to visit with the other two foreign teachers. We had a fun night of attempting to cook our best western food, which consisted of going to KFC for two buckets of chicken, we made mashed potatoes and home-made gravy, which we all ranted and raved over how good it was. It was just a little taste of home and we loved it. We even downloaded a bunch of xmas carols and had a good time singing and dancing around the apartment. We then went to a local bar and watched the cheesiest dance show ever. All in all we made the best of xmas that we could. But I know that we all missed everyone back home.
Chengdu Adventure
We had been told that we would be teaching until at least Jan. 10th. Due to typical Chinese fashion, we knew those dates were going to change. I went to my normal class on the Monday after xmas, just to be asked politely if I would mind not teaching for basically the rest of the week because exams were comming up and the teachers wanted extra time to review with the students. I was happy and proceded to have a quiet rest of the day until Megan called to fill me in on the rest of the details. We were told that we were actually done teaching the next day for the semester! The was the day before New Years Eve, roughly ten days before we expected to be done. Then we learned that we were expected to come back in ten days in order to teach the first annual "English Winter Camp" After those five days of "camp" we were free until Feb. 16th. The thing about China I have discovered is that there is no "Master" calender, there is no emailing upcomming events, there are no "Memos." This is frustrating to say the least. Numerous times we have learned that we were expected to give a speech or participate in some event merely the next day or even that afternoon. But when in China, do as the Chinese. We were planning an adventure to Chengdu, which is famous for the Panda Research Center, among other things, with two other foreign teachers. Well, since we were done teaching we decided to move up the trip to the next day. It was very entertaining attempting to book tickets, talk to the other teachers, get laundry done etc.. all in less than 24 hours, but we are getting good at getting things done on the fly. So Megan and I took the bus the next morning to the city where the other foreign teachers live in order to finish planning our trip and to celebrate New Years. We decided to leave on January 1st to get to Chengdu, which is 9 hours away by train. So there we were on New Years day at 7 am hung over and trying to by train tickets for the first time. Another thing about China is that there is no "online tickets" You must physically go to the station and wait in line for tickets that may be sold out. Just imagine a normal train station during the holidays, now multiply that by hundreds of people. Now that the schools were being let out and the millions of Chinese are on the move to go home, or vacation this was no easy feat. So the four of us split up in the freezing cold into four lines and prayed they would move fast. After 30 minutes we decided we had had enough. We played the one card that we have "the dumb foreigner" And it worked! Brent went up to a security guard, (because he speaks Chinese pretty well he was nominated) and asked what he should do. The guard brought him to the front of the line and got us our tickets. They were however, not exactly what we wanted. We were tired, cold, hungover, and cranky, we needed to upgrade. Luckily instead of sitting in the "cattle cars" (aka hard seats) as we call them, we coughed up the extra money happily and upgraded to a hard sleeper. which is basically 6 bunk beds in a small room. Lets just say that the cleanliness of the sheets were not up to our American standards and I was forced to wash my jeans at the hostel because there was a mysterious white substance that had come to reside on my pants! The train ride was fun and we were happy to be able to nap and eat some good food, and along with a many great laughs the 9 hour train ride was an adventure.
Chengdu-
After arriving in Chengdu and hitting the first McDonalds we saw, we settled into our hostel. The worst thing about Chengdu at this time of year was the weather. It rained the first few days we were there. The hostel had no ceiling in the lobby/lounge area so it was pretty chilly. We managed to grin and bear it and got to see a few temples, People's park, the great Mao statue and of course the panda's. One of my favorite moments was when we found Papa Johns Pizza. I know that sounds sad, but after living without hardly any of the things that I have grown up with aka.. western food, I was estatic! I willingly paid over 100 yuan for that pizza!
English Winter Camp '09
We had been told before we left for Chengdu that we would be teaching the first "English Winter Camp" When arriving back we found in front of the school a huge sign with our pictures on it and in Chinese writing describing the camp. When meeting up with our Foreign Affairs Officer shortly after comming home, we were told that we should "have a rest" and we would not start teaching until Sunday instead of Saturday as we had been told. We were told that we would discuss the plans for the "camp" the next day. Basically the camp was held Sun-Thurs of that week and it was for the local primary students who did not go to our school. I ended up having a few of my regular students as well. Basically they wanted us to teach "how we really talk" for the week. The week went on with us teaching common phrases for shopping, restaurants, and singing Jingle Bells. The best part was that we spent at least two hours taking pictures. Each student was able to take a picture with each of us and take it home. Let's just say that Megan and I were both mobbed when the translators explained this, in Chinese first, and were startled because we didnt know what was going on. Forever, I am told, my picture will be taken out to show visitors to these homes to show that they have met and have taken a picture with a foreigner. AHHH, how I love China!