
This morning, I asked Duncan, "How do
you feel about China today?" He responded with, "I miss pancakes." I find this to be the perfect answer to that question I often find myself (and others) asking.
Since I last wrote, a lot and little has happened. I completed my first week of authentic Chinese class, which has been one of the toughest adjustments so far. We have about 3.5 hours of class Monday through Friday per day, followed by the fun classes, which include Tai Chi, calligraphy and painting, Wushu, Beijing jingju, and Chinese civilization. The language class is a bit more tougher than I expected- apparently, some students from the previous Tianjin seminar brought this issue up, and so the current group is getting actual challenging language courses. It is a bit of a struggle, going from 8:30am-12:15pm doing nothing but learning tons of grammar and coming across many, many characters I'm expected to know but have never come across. Thankfully, we have three 10-15 minute breaks to recoup. The teachers take a completely different approach than any other language teachers I've had in the past- they think that by simply repeating a grammatical structure over and over, you understand it. We don't get English explanations for anything, and many times the examples provided to us on handouts use phrases or many characters that I never learned. Also, one of my teachers doesn't like for me or anyone else to take notes in class. (Also, the teachers speak little to no English.) Granted, while most of this is good for me- I don't want my hand held through it, and I want to be challenged- I do wish they would just let me know what characters they expect me to not only know but to write, since many come up on quizzes! Yikes. One week down- four more to go.
Thursday evening was a blast. I went to Nankai's gym to get a month membership, and I discovered many strange things about the place. First of all, I went to pee before my workout, and I walked into the bathroom to discover two naked Chinese women showering. Sure, I thought, whatever. Then after ten minutes on the treadmill- without a TV to watch- the room's hot temperature started to make me sweat even more than I do running outside on a hot, southern day. Once sick of this, I lifted weights, but found it hard to adjust the settings because nothing made sense. The translations, though, on the machines were of course funny. The trip's legendary hero and hottie is Shi Lifu (John), who is this massive (in comparison to the Chinese people) Carleton football player, but also the most fluent of us all. As a result, he makes the most foreign friends and all love him to death. Anyway, he was in the gym, lifting weights and running shirtless, and all the despising Chinese men in there were staring and glaring at him. It was truly a hilarious sight, and I could hardly contain myself. It was also a little strange to be the only female in the weight section. They don't, though, have light enough free weights for weaklings like myself. It has been really interesting to see how much people- women especially- are obsessed with being skinny and losing weight. I have had many run-ins where someone has commented on the fact that I am so 漂亮 (pretty) and slim. It is surprising for them, in general, to meet Americans that are this way, and most of us on the program are. Also, on sunny days, women and some men cover themselves with umbrellas or visors and long clothing to keep from getting sun. They all want to be as fair skinned as possible.
Friday, after class, we had about an hour's worth of Wushu class, followed by (for most of us) about three hours of Dragonboat practice. I am so unbelievably sore; it truly is terrible. In fact, I think the pain is a cause of my being sick this weekend. Yes- I have finally fallen a bit ill. I am thinking it is a combination of excessive exercise (without the normal diet I am used to when doing such activities); cold weather (which has been very surprising) combined with frequent rain; lack of sleep (from bugs and rooming with someone); and possibly having eaten something that has upset my stomach. Who knows. But I've lost a weekend to sleeping, re-watching a 5 dollar collection of Mad Men (Season 1), studying, and watching hilarious Chinese movies about vampires that hop around like bunnies and can only see you when they smell your breath!
So, I woke up yesterday morning sick around 6am, and then had to get up around 8am for what I thought was a tour of a fascinating architectural part of Tianjin. Though we were told to NOT BE LATE, we didn't leave until 8:40am, and then we were handed Chinese and Nankai University flags upon loading the bus. We were driven to the Opening Ceremony of some celebration of this aforementioned area, and while I enjoyed getting to see the Ceremony and the performances (though the ones from Germany, Brazil, Sri Lanka, and a local sports college were laughably terrible in comparison to the Chinese ancient drumming one), I didn't like being photographed over and over for being a white American girl. They also kept telling us to wave the flags. As it turns out, our group was blocked by police officers so other local Chinese people couldn't stand with us. In a sense, I feel like we were being used as propaganda. What I find most disappointing is that the program coordinator lied to us- and no one bothered to tell us for what we were really waking up at 8am on a Saturday. After the Ceremony, we just went back to campus; that's it! No architecture! I at least got a cool little rainbow-flower-pinweel of some sort out of it. I was too sick to care at the time, but I'm thinking about letting Zhao know what happened, because I'm pretty sure he doesn't.
I went to bed relatively early last night and have had a relaxed day, and the main breakfast item will become a cromlet. They are so, so, so delicious, and completely worth waking up an extra 30-45 minutes earlier for. This coming weekend, I hope to go shopping and visit the local natural history museum. The post office line is always ridiculously long, so if you're still waiting on the postcards- be patient!
I'm still getting bitten left and right; I can't drink anymore bubble tea because of the milk crisis; I can't get used to the spitting; and I'm a little homesick, but all-in-all, it's still neat to be here. I can already tell that my hearing, writing, and listening abilities will have drastically improved by the end of the trip. I still have to work on my speaking, but that'll come with practice. Plus, I found out that I can safely eat bananas and oranges- or any fruit with peels you don't eat. The Dragonboat race is on Wednesday!