Everyone's got their good weeks and bad weeks, and it's no different in China. This ever-present concept of "luck" was not on my side this weekend, and the klutz genes were in full force.
It started Monday when I walked into my first class of Sophomores excited to tell them we're watching a movie this week and I'll let them out of class early, only to learn they've already seen Dead Poets Society! I knew my other 2 sophomore classes had not seen it so I (ignorantly so) assumed they hadn't seen it either. Wrong! Apparently one of their teachers had shown it last year. On-the-spot lesson re-planning had to take place, but I'm getting semi-used to being a teacher so that went well.
After school Tuesday we volunteered at the Fifth Tone (coffee shop) English Corner where I've met some awesome people who come every week (new Chinese friends to take us shopping and show us around) but this week I got stuck with 4 guys, 2 very smart university students with great English, and 2 junior-high schoolers with practically no spoken English skills. I had to juggle the 2 university students talking my ear off (both go to the Business College so they love chatting it up about the business world with me) and getting watched over my shoulder (literally) for most of the 2 hours by the concerned mother of the younger guys. She was concerned they did not understand anything. Maybe she should get tutors instead of throwing them into an English corner then getting mad at me for them not understanding! Ugh! Everyone else was with my favorites having fun conversations and I was painfully trying to make 4 guys make up a story about a picture of a cowboy riding a horse, ha! Anyways, at the end, one of the younger guys said he was very happy after the English Corner because he finally got to practice his English so I that was rewarding.
Wednesday mornings I have office hours for 1.5 hrs during the period where I do not have class. I have a group of about 6 regular girls who come in and talk with me the entire time. Although I get no work done, it's fun to talk to them and help them conquer their fear of speaking in front of me and the class. I also take advantage of their time with me and have them help me out with how to get around the city, or where to buy things I need (last week they wrote down their favorite spices in Chinese for me so I could go to the store and get good spices to cook with since I can not read any of them in the market!). Anywho, this week I was greeted by a newcomer - 15 minutes before my office hours even begin! Leslie and I were still eating breakfast so I had to ask her to come back. I felt a little rude, but as we were warned, you've got to learn when to say no because the students will literally take up every morsel of your free time if you let them. It's actually quite liberating when you get the "no" word down. I'm always a little flustered after office hours though because I have to run to my next class. Coffee cup in hand (my students laugh at my coffee addiction, "it's not good for you") and purse and school bag in tow, my graceful self bit it UP the stairs in the classroom building. Thank goodness one of my best sophomore students was behind me because I broke the coffee mug, sliced my hand and wrist on the broken pieces, had coffee all over myself, and bruised both kneecaps on the fall down. Oh did I mention that this was all 30 seconds before class was to start? And I was very advantageous that morning and was wearing my suit! What an oxymoronic sight I must have been. I shamefully walked into class trying to hide my battle scars. I thought I was covering it up well until Vicky, a little bit of a brown-noser but a sweetheart whose mission is to make sure I am completely satisfied with my experience here, told me I had "soil" in my hair. Note: soil=coffee. Oy vey! I came home in pain from my fall and decided to forego Chinese lessons for a nap to sleep off my embarrassment!
To top if off I got ripped off at the DVD store and my second season of Lost was missing a DVD. Thursday we showed Dead Poets society for those sophomores who had not seen it but had to go into school 4 hours early because of the bus schedules. We chose not to tell our students we'd be in our office since it was technically our day off and we'd had a long week already - but we helped Bernie and Jane (girls who took us on the trip for the National Holiday) practice their speeches for the final round of the competition, and then talked to them forever! Bless their hearts, they bought us dinner and told us they'd help us book our flights to Hong Kong for xmas.
And now I'm sick for the 3rd time here! My immune system sucks! Someone told me I should live in a bubble and I'm beginning to think that is a better and better idea :) Jane booked our flights today and we'll be gone Dec. 24-Jan.3 in Hong Kong and the surrounding cities - so we'll get to spend Christmas AND New Years in Hong Kong. I can not wait!! I guess the misfortunate events turned into better luck by the end of the week - but it certainly adds to the hilarity that is life in China!
One of my freshmen classes has invited me to their class picnic tomorrow (saturday) morning. I am too nice and said I would attend, so I'm venturing to the other campus by public transportation for the first time tomorrow morning to mingle with their class for an hour or so. The picnic is from 9-2 but there was NO WAY I was going to meet them at 9am to have my ears talked off for 5 hours!!
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