Hen Duo Le

Uhhhh guuuyyyss why didn't anyone tell me that I write wayyyy too much. I've been skimming the journals of a few other foreign kids here in the program and mine are just SO god damn long compared to their blogs. I hope they're interesting at least for the most part. Sometimes I just start rambling and don't know when to stop like a broken record player. I need some sleep. Last night went out for coffee a wee bit too late and then had a lesson plan to finish afterwards keeping me up til.....dun dun dun nearly 3:00am. When you can't sleep past 6:30am because the sun shines in your room and the school music starts playing, 3:00 is not a wise decision at all.

Not much to report. Today is an easy day as far as I'm concerned. Only three classes. Right now the kids are learning to make questions like "how many people are in your family?" or "where do you come from?" Really simple and basic, I know, but that's what they're learning. They're just Junior one after all. It's my threes that I'm worried about. I'm not sure which level they're at so it's sort of like guessing and checking to see where they're English level is. In every class there will always be the kids who are really good and there will always be the kids who are really poor. You just have to learn to teach them all as a whole and not give up when they just don't get it.

Still haven't gotten sick here (I type as I look for some wood to knock on) which I think is pretty lucky. Other people have had the worse end. Of course time will tell with these new iron pills that my friend bought for me when I told him about the low iron in my blood. A really kind gesture, I just hope my body adjusts to Chinese medicine. Who knows, maybe I'll take on super powers of some kind.

There is an old man who lives down the hall who I swear is a Kong Fu master. I'm waiting for the day that he just up and attacks someone who is doing some kind of harm. He's totally Bruce Lee. Lee didn't die, just got old, took off his shirt and moved to Hai Bin Middle School.

Even though it kept me up so late, the UBC Coffee House that I was taken to was randomly adorable. You sit on these little swings that have fake vines running down them and sip coffee (or tea if you're me) The swings reminded me of laying in the hammock at mom's house and falling asleep in the afternoon sun. Haha I'm such a baby, any sense of rocking motion (water, swing, hammock) and I'm out.

Still not sure if we're going to be in Shanghai or not, will let you know.