gonggong qiche

New favorite word, “gonggong qiche.” Public Bus.
It’s also a slang term for a tart.

Chinese children are adorable. Slits in their trousers. No diapers, except for the tiny babies who can’t run around and cause trouble.

Today a child was strapped to her father’s back. Bare everything hanging all out. Quite a site, each day.

The children I teach love Lady GaGa. Although they like to call her, “Lady BaGa,” for whatever reason. Chinese children are very strange. Boys like to sit on eachothers’ laps. I have one boy who won’t stop putting his hand on his partner’s inner thigh. This is very appropriate and legit behavior for kids this age though. Chinese have no sense of personal space. They get incredibly close to you when talking to you. Boys hate girls and girls hate boys at this age too. Apparently halfway through as 7th graders they will discover they actually do like eachother. Maybe this happens in the states, I don’t recall.

I bargained for an ether-net cable and got one for .10 cents USD. I then bargained for speakers, got those for 2.25 USD.

This training is exhausting. In less than a week we’ll be in Shenzhen.

We learned about phonemes, minimal pairs, dipthongs, voiced and unvoiced–all that good stuff that has to do with articulation. Really made me realize just how difficult English is. I take it for granted. I finally understand, “when two vowels go walking the first one does the talking.”

Chinese language has no past tense and they have no plurals. Can get very tough to teach and have children actually comprehend English. They are also taught to be correct and not make mistakes. Extremely frustrating because kids will refuse to talk for fear of embarrassment in front of their peers. They learn how to master taking tests and that’s it. Thinking critically does not exist here =[

All things I will need to conquer.

Pretty much all day every day I have an upset stomach. I am getting used to this though. Finding ways around this and dealing with it. Today I had a biscuit type bread with green chiles inside, closest thing I will find to Mexican tasting food.

The lights are fantastic. The smog not so much.

I have been having fascinating conversations with many different people.
It’s neat to be surrounded by people who have many of the same interests, world views, and same purpose I feel for being here.

I am hoping I don’t get put into an expat neighborhood though.

I want to be very involved with my school and do lots of extracurricular activities.

The sun never sets on the Orient.

Cheers!

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7 Responses to gonggong qiche

  1. Devon says:

    Yay! Heidi the Cultural Anthropologist!
    Sounds great!

  2. Paul Gupta says:

    “They learn how to master taking tests and that’s it. Thinking critically does not exist here =[”

    That sucks, I’m sure it’s more of an issue of expressing critical thinking without stepping on cultural boundaries they have instead of not thinking critically.

    Why don’t you want to be placed into an expat neighborhood?

  3. Paul Gupta says:

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  4. Marcus says:

    Sounds immensely rewarding, keep up the good work!

  5. heidaway says:

    I don’t want to live in a westernized expat neighborhood because if I wanted to do that, I wouldn’t be here!

  6. Shuo says:

    The culture shock doesn’t seem to overwhelm you. I like you attitude towards things. Hope your stomach get used to the weather and food in Shenzhen soon.

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