I found out today that one of my favorite students cuts herself. Where did she learn that? Maybe I was naive to think that that kind of depression and adolescent helplessness were limited to the United States, or at least Western countries.
I wish we shared enough of a common language for me try to verbally bitch-slap her into reality, but that probably misses the point completely. Rough day.
I had set over/under at two years, and today, 1.75 years into my teaching career in China, I have bad news for those of you who took the over.
But if you picked the under and parlayed with “inanimate object” as the target, you can collect your winnings at the window.
Chinese Marketing 101
Class 2: Good Enough for Round-Eye, Good Enough for China.
If a white person consumes your product even once, document it and place it prominently on your promotional materials and in-store displays. If no white people consume your product, pay one to hold it for a photograph or just Photoshop one in.
I almost tried to go in, but I didn’t want to find out how irrelevant I’ve become since moving here.
There’s lost in translation, and then there’s this.
Why are you crying and showing me your hand, 7th Grade Girl? “Egg pain”? I don’t underst… Oh. Just go to the nurse and leave me alone to contemplate why Chinese women (and girls) are way too open about their periods.
But first, do you mind if I snap a pic of that?
Went for a bike ride along a river outside of town with a Chinese family that’s basically adopted me. We found an abandoned primary school, so we rode our bikes through it and horsed around until it was time to go home. It was a good day.
If you’ve been looking for a picture that summarizes the difference between American and Chinese mindsets (and who hasn’t?), this is the one.
You and me both.