Not China-related, but important.
This won’t be a long one, because I can’t remember much of interest that happened in March (that involved me, anyway).
My biggest issue was one of my students dropping out in controversial fashion. He’s a quiet kid, and apparently, one other boy in the class had been rubbing him the wrong way, because he has refused to come back to the school. On top of that, he doesn’t want anything to do with English anymore, even in the public school.
I feel for this boy, because I think he’s a lot like I was in junior high and high school (though he’s still in elementary school). I was depressed and anti-social. I didn’t want to talk in class very often. I just wanted to do the work in silence and hand it in so I could go home. There were other boys (and some girls) who were jerks to me, and my response was to try to ignore them and hold it in. I didn’t want to be a tattletale (though I was sometimes).
The thing is, if a kid is bullying you, you’d better tell somebody. Tattle or no tattle, it’s not about just you. If you don’t tell someone, the bully’s just going to keep ragging on you, and he’s going to do it to more people, because he thinks that this is acceptable behavior, or at least that he can’t be punished.
I can’t absolve myself of any blame. Maybe if I were a more professional teacher, my students would respect me more and actually obey when I tell them to stop doing bad things in class. Maybe if I were bigger and actually looked like I could defeat any of my students in a fight. Maybe if our school had more organized, cooperative forms of punishment for wrongs beyond “take away their points.” Maybe.
Meanwhile, I lost two classes. One was the result of the students essentially graduating. That just means that they finished the book and they’ve completed all the class times their parents paid for. The other was the result of Enoch - who probably never should’ve been forced into teaching in the first place - leaving to go back to his hometown. There aren’t enough Chinese teachers to take his place, so the students in that class who didn’t quit went into another teacher’s class. And that caused a whole other bit of hubbub that I don’t want to go into here.
So work is a mess, as always. I hear they’re trying to start a kindergarten, too. I’m not interested in teaching it. I’d rather tutor potential TOEFL takers in writing.
Leah and I are still together. We’re going to Beijing in April to visit some friends of mine from LS who will be passing through. It’ll be nice for her to meet some of my friends for a change. It’ll also be nice to have two days off of work.
Things at our school are going to change drastically in May. I don’t know if it’ll be for the better. Stay tuned.
Welcome to my February newsletter about what’s going on with me.
I’ll start off by saying that I was wrong last time. I don’t have any major good news or major bad news yet; at least, not the kind I was expecting. Could be coming soon, though. But I don’t want to talk about it publicly until something happens.
February started with our school still on vacation for Spring Festival. A big group of us teachers took a trip to Liaoyang to stay at a spa hotel. We stayed for three days and two nights. I spent a good deal of time in the hotel room, but I did go swimming once, go to the hot tub once, and get a foot massage. I also ended up with a stomach massage (as did the four other guys with me) thanks to something getting lost in translation.
We were lucky in the hot tub. Normally, you’re not allowed to get in unless you’re buck naked, but John got the manager to let us white folks wear swimming trunks.
One of the most interesting things about this hotel was this one TV station they had. All of the others were the same generic stuff you can see on any basic Chinese cable channel, but one of them was from Taiwan. It was a movie channel that seemed to only show English-language movies (with Chinese subtitles). However, they took many commercial breaks, and all the commercials were in Chinese.
By the way, Avril Lavigne is either coming to Taiwan or has recently been there.
Getting back to teaching after a long holiday is always a pain. It’s always been difficult for me to get back to work after a break. I remember when I was in elementary school and was sick for several days, I cried when I got better and had to go back.
Nothing much transpired once we got back to work; just back to the grind. I did start teaching one of my classes an extra day each week until they catch up to what they’d missed (their holiday started before ours).
Meanwhile, another class of mine is inching closer to being complete. All three students (the fourth one just finished) are done with the book and have almost completed all of the classes they’d paid for. Thus, I’ve been hard-pressed to find useful things to teach them. So, last class, we started watching The Princess Bride.
Another one of my classes is still driving me crazy. It’s got five kids, and there are major issues with at least two of the boys. One of them is loud, obnoxious, and inconsiderate of others. The other is quiet, reclusive, and doesn’t seem to have any interests. Then there’s the third boy who would be good if he didn’t just copy whatever the obnoxious one did, and the two girls who don’t speak unless spoken two (if then).
When I studied for my TEFL certificate, I was taught that classes should start with a little bit of “Teacher Talking Time” (TTT) and then move into “Student Talking Time” (STT). In large classes, that’s probably easier, but when you only have four or five students, pair work doesn’t come naturally. (Also, I hated group work in school, so I’m not inclined to practice it as a teacher.)
On the positive side, my youngest class just added, like, four or five new kids, so it’s doing well.
Leah and I went and saw Frozen in 3D on February 16. It was fantastic. I wrote a little about it on my new Letterboxd account (http://letterboxd.com/a_good_reed/film/frozen-2013/), but another website wrote a better article than I could. I definitely want to see it again, but unlike Gravity, I don’t think it needs to be seen in 3D.
Ash Wednesday is this coming Wednesday, and I’m looking forward to the next month. Also, I’m starting a new older kids’ class on Tuesday, and I’m a little nervous, but it’ll make me feel more useful.
I learned a new word recently: “Loanword.” A loanword is a word in one language that’s been taken from another language and still sounds very similar to it.
I still prefer the term “transliteration,” of course.
There are many loanwords in Chinese, and it seems like more are being added all the time. And it’s not just because new words English (or whatever) words are being created and need translations. Words that have been used for a long, long time are slowly being swapped with new variations.
Here are a few transliterations, or loanwords, from English to Chinese:
芝士 zhi shi - cheese (usually called 奶酪 nai lao)
巴士 ba shi - bus (usually called 公共汽车 gong gong qi che)
芭蕾 ba lei - ballet
忧格 you ge - yogurt (most of my Chinese friends haven’t heard this one before) (usually called 酸奶 suan nai)
酷 ku - cool
沙发 sha fa - sofa
咖啡 ka fei - coffee
模特 mo te - model
巧克力 qiao ke li - chocolate
瑜伽 yujia - yoga
坦克 tan ke - tank
Plus the names of most countries and cities. For example:
美国 mei guo - America (U.S.)
英国 ying guo - England
澳大利亚 ao da li ya - Australia
加拿大 jia na da - Canada
伦敦 lun dun - London
纽约 niu yue - New York
And, of course, company names:
可口可乐 ke kou ke le - Coca-Cola
肯德基 ken de ji - Kentucky (Fried Chicken), or KFC
沃尔玛 wo er ma - Wal-Mart
So, you see? Not only is Chinese actually easy, but it’s going to get easier in the future when every word we can’t understand is replaced with a word we can!
This is the first of a series of monthly newsletters where I’ll bring readers up to date on what’s going on with me in Shenyang (or wherever I end up).
I didn’t celebrate New Year’s Eve, really. I had to work, but I got the next day off. New Year’s Day was spent partially at Leah’s mom’s home meeting her family. Leah is the only one who speaks English, and most of her family members either have strong accents or speak really quickly, so it was hard to converse. But they seemed to like me, especially her youngest niece, Meng Meng. We all had dinner together. They said I had a good temper. Leah’s aunt said that I’m a really good guy and that Leah needs to hold onto me and never let me go.
The next couple of weeks were same old, same old at work. In my free time, I went bowling for the first time in over two years, and then a group of us went to Modern Toilet, a bathroom-themed restaurant from Taiwan. Then, spur of the moment, we went to KTV (karaoke).
On January 12, I went to vacation with my family in Hawaii. We stayed in a condo in Kona on the Big Island for about three days. My airline left my bag behind in Shanghai, so I had to wait a couple days to get it back. We went to the beach three or four times, visited a volcano in the rain, walked on a nature trail to see a waterfall, and ate at a lot of restaurants. I read a lot.
On the next Friday, we flew to Oahu and stayed at a resort in Honolulu. This place was way different than Kona, and it kind of hurt my heart. I saw a lot of homeless people (I saw one in Kona), mostly in a park near our resort. Imagine that: You drive by a long park filled mostly with people living in tents and carrying loads of bags with all their stuff in them, then you pull into a swanky beach resort where your hotel comes with free movies and a PS3.
However, when we went out into the city and saw some of the homeless, none of them were begging. It surprised me. Maybe some of them were intentionally homeless. Surely not all, though. It gave me a lot to think about, especially in light of potentially getting married to a girl whose heart for the homeless is sorely lacking compared to mine.
Anyway, we wanted to go to Pearl Harbor on Saturday, but the tickets were sold out well in advance. Instead, we went to Chinatown, which was much smaller and more low-key than I’d expected. there was a small museum that taught me a lot about the history of Honolulu Chinatown, including the time when the government burned it down in a failed attempt to stop the bubonic plague.
Later, we went to Hilo Hattie’s, home of the world’s largest Hawaiian shirt (400 XL). We finished off the trip with dinner at Jimmy Buffet’s restaurant, where I had my second turkey burger of the week.
Oh, speaking of food, I should mention that I had a Hawaiian pizza in Hawaii, and it was possibly the best I’ve had.
When I got back to Shenyang, I had to wait another day for my bag because the airline had left it behind again. I don’t know who to blame, but both bag-losing incidents probably had a lot to do with how close together my flights were.
The next week was a pain because I had to get over jet lag while also teaching. I had one class where I wanted to expel one of my students for good, but I don’t have that kind of power, and no one seems to want to help me deal with the issue.
That Thursday, we had a special meeting wherein our principal signed a contract with a businessmen’s group to partner up and help promote our school. Then they gave us each a bunch of seafood (and bacon) as a Spring Festival gift.
This last week has been a vacation in honor of Spring Festival, AKA Chinese New Year. I did a lot with Leah. We made dumplings at her apartment one day, then went to the city’s science museum the next day.
On Thursday, we went to her mom’s to celebrate New Year’s Eve with the family. We had a huge lunch, then ate dumplings for dinner. Leah and I watched some of the Spring Festival TV special, then I went home. The next day, New Year’s Day, we went back to her mom’s for breakfast (dumplings again), and then Leah and I wandered around town. We went to a Western market so I could show off all sorts of Western stuff to her. After lunch, we finally went to McDonald’s and had red bean pie, one of the Spring Festival specials.
And that was January for me. Looking to the future, I’ll be going to a hot spring this week, and then it’ll be back to the grind, which is going to depress me like nothing else. But I’ll try to manage and be back here for another newsletter next month.
Here’s a teaser: It’s highly possible that I’ll have some really good news or some really bad news to share by then.
I had a pretty good year in 2013. I had a lot of good classes and a lot of maddeningly frustrating classes. I saw a lot of attempts at change within our school’s organization, though I’d be hard-pressed to point out many of them that have actually gone into effect.
I’ve seen friends and coworkers come and go. We got Mike’s family back, but then we lost Bill’s family for a little while. We also had a lot of visitors passing through. Most notably for me was when Jake came to visit for a little less than a week in June. Aside from a scary incident on the subway, we had a grand time. It’s always a joy when my worlds collide, when my American friends meet my friends over here.
I got to go home again from late March until early May, and I actually managed to find ways to make myself useful while I was visiting friends and family.
I saw a bunch of movies, and I wrote or said something about each and every one of them. The best one was Gravity 3-D, but it barely edged out Man of Steel. The worst one was probably one of the Rifftrax ones. Or One Missed Call.
I accomplished my goal of going to a city in China that I’d never been to before. I went to Changchun to visit an old co-worker and friend. It was a nice city. Maybe I’ll live there someday. Or maybe not.
Most significantly, I became the boyfriend of a co-worker after she admitted that she liked me. Leah is my first girlfriend ever, and I’ve been working on becoming the man she deserves (i.e., I’m reading a lot of marriage books).
A lot of stuff happened around the world in 2013, but this is just what happened to me.
I’m in Hawaii now, taking much-needed vacation with my family. I’ve got a lot on my mind, and while this vacation won’t resolve any of it, it’s been calming me down, at least.
China Eastern Airlines lost my bag, but Delta get it back to me today, so that’s a relief.
So far, I’ve accomplished my goal of eating waffles while I’m here. I still want to get a good donut, and I’d really like to try ice cream pizza, but I don’t think I’ll be able to find any. I remember Dairy Queen and Baskin Robbins used to sell it back when I was fairly young, but I haven’t seen anything like it since then. And I never tried it back then, so I missed out.
I recall that the crust looked like a chocolate cookie of some sort, the “cheese” was ice cream, and you could get it with Heath Bar pieces, Oreos, or other candies as toppings. Probably some chocolate sauce, too. But the stuff I see on Bing when I do a search doesn’t look the same. Oh well.