Friday, February 29, 2008

Wo men shi lao shi

In reality the title probably doesn't say 'We are teachers', but the photographs Mr Pan randomly popped up to take today make it look like we are!
Rule no.1: Teach the kids lies.

It kind of looks like she's teaching red doctrine. I won't use the 'C' word, as we all know the Chinese Firewall is quite famous ;)

Still smilin'

This western teacher is unshaven.

But don't worry, he will shave soon.

So just how large are these classes exactly?

Pretty bloody big..

Yes, No and Definately Maybe (Courtney)

Well, the end of the week is upon us, and for the first time in quite a while Marcus and I are experiencing "Thank God it's Friday" syndrome. Our classes for the week are over (not that there was that many of them! Shame that has to change) and we are kicking back, relishing the thought that we have two full days ahead of us to eat, drink, explore and be merry!

As you might have read, our timetables were changed mid-week, which threw us a bit of a curve ball. It meant that the classes we had already taught we would teach again today - which made for some frantic lesson planning! Being first time teachers and having to come up with all our own material is very draining, but we will start to stockpile some lessons so that we have minimal preparation during the week. So we gave our classes a "filler" class today so that the others can catch up next week. Marcus found a great lesson plan on the internet, which we basically just copied and it worked pretty well. Well...when I say it worked well, it worked in the classes that are the good kids! We each seem to have a fairly even match of great classes, ok classes and downright ugly classes! My first class today was involved, and whilst I struggled a bit to fill the time at the end, I did ok. Second class - messy! The kids were noisy and disruptive and I had whole groups who just didn't want to say a thing. In the end you just sort of have to be a bit pushy and make them, which I don't like doing, but eventually you get something out of them, even if it is undecipheralbe, or like in this class, where I had 8 (count them 8) boys in a row tell me that the only thing they learnt about another student was that they loved the teacher (aka me). This grew old very quickly, let me tell you. However, it seemingly didn't grow old for the students, who laughed hysterically each time.

But my last class for today is my fave so far, Class 2 and they are little gems! All of them are interested, even the cheeky ones, they all speak, if things start getting too noisy the other kids tell the noisy ones to be quiet...they really are a dream class. So much so that I let them go a couple of minutes early (it is Friday after all!) and I think they will love me forever more because of it. There is one boy in this class who is fantastic - I seriously think he must have been put ahead by a year or two because he is TINY! I can't even tell you how cute this boy is, he is just adorable and he sits right at the front next to my desk so I enjoy watching him!


Mr Pan has been popping in and out of our days the last couple of days. He was there when we signed our contracts, thankfully as he really is the only person in a level of "power" who I completely trust so far. Whilst I'm sure the other guys are fine, Mr Pan (as it was explained to us by Raymen) is responsible for our lives...and I'm quite happy to put my life in his hands! He is a genuinely happy, honest man and just continues to do so much for us and is constantly thinking of us. After we signed our contracts yesterday, we took a visit to the school nurse (nurse my foot! Try woman in office) to get me some cough medicine. I left with golden throat lozengers of which you will see the picture below. Obviously the doctor looking guy is supposed to make them look very official. We then went to the Finance Department to receive our first monthly pay, which I thought was very nice of them as I had assumed we would be paid after a month had gone by. This was such an embarassing situation, considering how much we get paid. Other teachers were receiving their salaries too, and it was so difficult accepting this huge wad of cash when we know that it would take 2 or 3 months for them to earn the equivalent.





Then onward to phone shopping! Yup, we finally got our hands on some Chinese "cell phones" and what a wacky experience this was. We spent probably just over an hour in China Mobile with Mr Pan, and even now we have no idea what we signed up for or how any of it works! We had the choice of two deals - a) we could pay 300 yuan and buy a simcard with a certain amount of credit on it, or b) we could pay 700 yuan and get a nokia phone, a simcard, a certain amount of credit and....bicycles?? Yes...not a day goes by where we are not utterly confused by our surroundings or interactions! So we toss up what to do and figure what the heck, let's get some bikes! Might I add, Mr Pan was pushing for the bike option so that I could ride to the shops when I go to buy our groceries rather than carrying them back. I tried to explain that Marcus could also buy groceries but I think the concept was lost in translation ;-)

So like I said, what felt like days passed as a million forms were printed, signed, examined, re-examined, stamped, phone numbers chosen (hopefully Mr Pan chose auspicious ones for us!) and passports copied. Finally we were presented with our phones..bikes naturally...and the ultimate part of the phone deal....4 litres of laundry detergent?!?

It is at this point that I come to the title of my post "Yes, No and Definately Maybe". I have officially given up on the idea of ever understanding China, it's logic or it's people! The most used word I have heard since arriving has been "maybe". They must learn it as their first English word. Everything is coupled with a maybe. As in:


"Yes, you catch bus #80 to city....maybe."

"Yes this is pork...maybe."

"You have textbook to work from...maybe."

"No, you wont have taught these kids before...maybe."


I am slowly learning that any seemingly affirmative statement, that is followed by a maybe, is most definately incorrect!


Whilst we have been here such a short time, I find myself making judgements on people, places and cultural differences. It's hard not to judge what goes on around you when you are totally immersed in a new culture that you will be surrounded by for quite a long time. And I don't remember being so quick to judge or label when I have previously been overseas...maybe (there's that word again!) because previously I have been in holiday mode, or because I have only spent limited time in each place I've visited, I don't know what it is, but I find myself more hesitant in this country than I have before. For the first time I feel really really far away from home, I think because I know we wont just be away for a few weeks, and Marcus and I are really relying on each other for basically everything at the moment.


The Chinese people fascinate me, as much as I fascinate them. I really don't know whether we will get to the end of the year and have much more of an insight into them than we do now. Obviously we will make friends and socialise with people (hopefully other than just poor Mr Pan all the time!) but I wonder exactly how much we will be allowed in to their thoughts and culture. Their culture seems so intricate and difficult to understand, the people so drilled to be perfect and fine that I don't know whether they will truly open up to us. I'm sure some will along the way, but I think a lot will remain somewhat guarded.


I am constantly humbled walking around the streets. People here either have so much, or so very very little. Even though I try to live the best way I can in Australia and be aware of all social and environmental causes, things here are on such a different scale and I am constantly amazed by how little people have, yet how...either happy they are, or how resigned they are to their lives. Family is everything here, and you really get a sense of that from the people. It really is an eye opener, and whilst I'm sure we will return to Australia and continue life as we have, I hope that the experiences we have in this country will stay permanently in our minds.


Speaking of experiences, we really are having some great ones! Whilst it has been hard, and the teaching frustrating, we are still so amazed that we are actually in CHINA, doing what we spoke about for so long. We have so much that we want to see and do here, every day is a new challenge at the moment, and I fear that every day in China will be a challenge! But things are on the up. Tomorrow will be spent exploring the glorious city of Wuxi some more ;-) Then next weekend we are planning to get down to Shanghai -that I can't wait for! Time to start using Wuxi as our base, and exploring what is around us.
On a final funny note, I finally managed to find a bottle of body lotion, as I didn't bring any with me. Every single moisturiser has "whitener" in it. I am not kidding! Everybody here wants to be white, like everyone at home wants to be dark! So..I am experiementing with my new Shanghai Soft and White lotion, to see how long it takes me to look like one of those fascinating white foreigners...oh wait! I already am one!



Have a great weekend all, speak soon =)

Congrats to Sam and Jess!

Got an email from Sam and Jess earlier saying they had finalized and bought the property they were looking at.

Congrats guys!! That is so awesome and we are so happy for you.

The house is the Pratt Avenue end of Yuille street, down around where my nana was living for a while. A good part of Frankston really, and one that will definitely go up in value when you add to the garden etc.

We look forward to staying there when we get home!

I cant imagine what it will be like to have a hot water tap in the kitchen again!

Thursday, February 28, 2008

A picture for Sarah...look closely


Wuxi City (Marcus)

Due to the roster change, we have no classes today either - that's two days in a row! But it also means the 4 classes in a row i have to teach tomorrow(christ sake!!) are kids that we have already done our initial intros to. Today we have been at home trying to put together new lessons. We're going to fill in tomorrow with a temporary lesson then kickstart the proper ones next week. It's bloody annoying having to put them together though - at least there is two of us.

Today my lower back, right down near my rear is suddenly feeling really crampy sore. I think it's slowly starting to dawn on my body that i am doing a lot more exercise. We walk absolutely everywhere, and all around the city yesterday - which leads me to - Wuxi City.

As we had the day off yesterday, it was prime time to jump on bus no.42 and head into the city. Mr Pan lead us through a housing community(which we english taught him was called a ShortCut - something he's been dropping whenever he can now - even his english teacher wife didnt know the word) to one of the streets where the bus stop is. The bus is 2 coins in every direction - 2 coins = 2 yuan(chinese rmb) which equates to around 30 cents or so. The bus trip to the city took around 25 minutes.

The bus itself wasnt too bad. There were no seats so we had to stand, and any time a seat opened up, a chinese person would beeline to it like it was their lifes primary objective. The problem here was standing we couldnt really see out the windows without bending half over. We were on the lookout for landmarks and features that would help us identify our stop when we returned. Luckily there's a really large governmental building, and the place we had our medical examinations that are closeby, so they both serve as a good indication.

The trip to the city wasnt anything particularly special. All it really did show us was everything in this area looks identical. You drive through identical looking suburbs, all lined with the same kinds of small shops full of the same crap. All the streets are teeming with people going here there and every other direction, and every place you go is dirty and run-down looking. This is supposedly a wealthy part of China too, so i have no idea what the poorer sections would be like.

It's a completely different world. It's so hard to really explain and do it justice for what it's really like. It gets Courtney and I down quite often as it's a very hard place to feel like we belong here. Our apartment doesnt yet feel like a home to us. Our local area outside the school is really not very pleasant. There's no real nice parks or anything like that like we hoped we would see. There seems to be more of that in the city, but the change of season might reveal more along these lines. Sure the school grounds are nice in their own way, but it just doesnt feel right to me. The thought of spending an entire year in these current surroundings is a very hard thing to deal with. I just cant imagine our day to day life not really being any more than what we know right now. Time might heal this, but I don't know. As i said to Courtney yesterday, we may try and mix it up a lot more on the weekends. Spending weekends in the more touristy areas of Hangzhou and Suzhou which are fairly close, and of course Shanghai. Right now though, they all feel so far away.

On top of this it feels like we don't really have any friends. The chinese teachers don't really make the effort to come and join us when we eat or anything like that. All we really get is a smile and a nod in passing, and a few small items of smalltalk from those we already know. I think if there wasn't a Mr Pan - who is probably the only thing keeping us on the happy side at the moment, it would be a different story.

I saw a english teaching school in Wuxi proper called Hy-Lite. I have seen this before in the blog of a westerner living in Wuxi city and it kindled a lot of these feelings. Here is more of a language mill type teaching environment where you would be with a lot more Westerners, and have you know, work-mates. Here, we feel like it's just us. While of course we love each others company, we long for more. Yeah it's early days, and we'll just see how we go over the course of time. We have only been here a week so we know it's too early to make large judgements, but there's things like this that feel really lacking from our day to day lives. That and the fact we havent yet really taken to the teaching - which doesnt help.

The city itself wasnt as big as I thought it might be. As a city, it's not really as big as Melbourne. The scale of a lot of these places I think isnt by a skyline full of buildings, but by the massively populated dusty suburbs that surround them. Wuxi city itself really didnt impress. Yes we found a few western comforts, such as McDonalds and KFC, but how comforting is that? We only used the McDonalds for it's bathroom, and it was still a grotty chinese squat toilet and packed with people no less. The place didnt even smell like a McDonalds, and if it didnt have the golden arches out front, I might not have even guessed it was one.

We found a large market set in a buddist temple which was quite interesting. In the middle of it it had this weird 5 level shopping centre. But the things that it sold were basically just junky crap. Stacks and stacks of chinese books, dvds, more books, anime type stuff, computer game consoles, stationary - HEAPS of stationary. It was really, really bizarre.

Outside there were shops everywhere in really picturesque streets, some extremely narrow - but again their wares were mostly uninteresting. There were bonzai's and teapots and jewelry and plants and you name it what else. There was one large section that was simply pets. Cages and cages of these tiny white rabbits, miniature turtles, tiny little yapping dogs, birds and gold fish. I have no idea where they get all these turtles and rabbits from, but there were _thousands_. Some of the cages for the rabbits were basically just a fraction bigger than the rabbits themselves - kind of cruel - particularly when I could imagine most of them would spend the rest of their lives in them.

We will be heading back into the city this weekend for another look around. It was enjoyable. We did find a fairly modern looking Myer style department store. At this point, modern, clean and western really does appeal when we're feeling like aliens over here. Mr Pan said he will drive us to a famous park near the city sometime soon, and down to Lake Tai Hu. That will be nice. We miss the convenience of having a car, it makes exploring so much easier - but there is no way in hell I would drive a car around here myself. The roads are just crazy.

Here's some photos from our city trip:

Oodles of bunnies.

Picturesque.

It certainly looked good, no doubt there.

There was a full fledged Buddhist temple in the midddle of the market. All this section was empty and appeared to be getting rennovated. Looking at it made me try and imagine it populated back in the old days of China - it would have looked absolutely magnificent.

The workman on the pagoda wouldnt shut up until Courtney took his photo. You can see him waving on the right. They were laying down bamboo strapped together into mat-like things along the existing bamboo trestle. So privative, yet all construction over here uses bamboo this way.

Some broken tiles. You don't really realize just how many there are on each rooftop.

Yep that's snow alright. It's still around the place in big frozen clumps - likely ice as hard as rock now.

This kind of sight makes us very happy. This was in a weird food court. You paid money to have it changed into plastic chips then you used the chips to buy food. It's extra fun when you have no idea how much each one is worth and no-one can tell you. You get this kind of experience frequently around here.

From this woman we bought 4 conventional dumplings and two large meat stuffed buns. When Courtney bit into her dumpling it sprayed juice all over the table and almost all over me. Had she hit me.... I could feel the thoughts of the chinese people walking by when they looked at us dumb westerners sitting around a pool of dumpling juice. Supposedly the way to eat dumplings is bite them - suck out the 'soup', then eat them. This i learned from our super crap TV channel, CCTV9.

Good ol McPagoda's

Wuxi city is surrounded by Canals on all sides. This was one we found opposite the market, with a really nice garden and chinese covered walkway thing here. On the west side of Wuxi is the Grand Canal which leads indirectly up to Shanghai then all the way to Beijing. We are keen to see this as even today it's still used heavily for transporting goods via barge. The Grand Canal itself if somewhat ancient.

This would have been made for the recent Lantern Festival. The Chinese seem to have a fond affection for disney characters. You see lots of them as stickers on the sides of the blue worker trucks that are everywhere.

This is the city itself. In this photo it actually looks quite impressive and city'ish, but in reality it wasn't that huge. It did look cleaner and more spaced out than anything we have here in the suburbs. We are looking forward to exploring i further. We have since discovered that most roads have a side section as seen above specifically for motor scooters. There are scooters _everywhere_. The riders drive them absolutely everywhere also. They would take them into department stores too I reckon if they could get them up the escalators. The problem with these things is they're almost completely silent. One day you might be walking along then suddenly find one up ya clacker. They have no hesitations just riding into people! Ahhh China.

Ni hao (Marcus)

We have been so busy the last day or so that we haven't been able to bombard the blog with our lovin. Actually it was a combination of things. Firstly, I don't think we have mentioned it yet but the Great Firewall of China, annoyingly, prevents us from getting to the blog directly, we have to go through a proxy - which I wont explain here what a proxy is, just put it down to being internetmagico. It was unblocked one afternoon, which was great, but the rest of the time it has been blocked. There is another site we can update it from, www.blogger.com which is unblocked 90% of the time. So we update it there, then view it via the proxy. The reason why it's so annoying that this occurs, that if it is blocked and we use the proxy, we cant upload photographs to it, then you get hit with massive walls of text. Anyway - I am sure you were dying to know that. And secondly, we have been incredibly tired.

Teaching and the stress of being in China is starting to take its toll on us. At night, we are so utterly tired we just fall into our cold bed, lovingly clutching our micronuked ricebags. Oh that reminds me! Last night, we made another two additional ricebags from the last two remaining spare pillowcases. Now we have a total of four and can keep one at each of our feet, and cuddle another one like a super hot rice lovechild. Give us a few more weeks and we will have created an entire electric blanket made from nothing more than Rice and Pillowcases. Even Macguyver couldnt pull this shit off!

We had no classes yesterday as there was a change to all rosters. The students seemingly re-picked which Major's they wanted to take, and well, we had no classes because of it. This was good because on one hand, we get the day off, yay! But on the other hand, our freakin roster we had just got our head around is now completely different. Boo.

We were given our new rosters this morning and they're somewhat at the size we expected them to be. I have 15 classes weekly, Courtney has 14. On Tuesday and Thursday our classes are at another campus entirely - one that we had no idea existed - nor were we told of until a few days ago. The other campus is for Junior school students, around 13 years old, and their english we're told is very basic. So yeah. We figure at least these classes should be fairly easy. I dont know how it will go managing younger kids, but i think it will be a little easier than the teenagers as we're just basically doing very simple words like animals, and basic sentences - I like cheese! Here is my toe! etc etc. My last class of teenagers were little dicks. They werent super bad, but they were pissing around which in turn pissed me off. I kept on them, but there's a lot of them. Add on top of that when you try and get them to talk and they just freeze up - probably as a trying to stay cool gesture in front of the others, then yeah it's frustrating. Had some comments from one of the teachers that i spoke a little fast for them to understand in that class - likely because it's hard to keep your cool when you're dealing with smartasses. Will see how we go. That particular class i will point out, is now on Courtney's roster, so, enjoy darling :) But, her problem class, with a little pack of 'cool guys' and 'cool girls', is now on MY roster, so um, yeah. :(

Pan Post


Wednesday, February 27, 2008

Enough with the cute stuff already...


I don't know about you, but when I'm attempting to sweep the house with the world's most ineffectual broom, nothing makes me happier than seeing cute cartoon characters...chores are a breeze when you have a happy broom!

Tuesday, February 26, 2008

Some photos from our district, Dong Ting

The Chinese really peg us with traffic lights - check out the arrows and how there's an actual timer telling you how long it will be on that light for. So simple yet so effectively. Increases pedestrian life expectancy believe me.

This is one of the two close range supermarkets to us - about a ten minute walk away. Unlike the other one, this one doesnt have a huge fresh food outdoor market like the other. We buy a few odds and ends then usually get snacks from the street cart vendors out front. There's one that sells this sugared bread that is just the best stuff ever.

Apartments like this are everywhere and all along them are tiny little shops. Half of them are dark inside but all of them open and selling random things. I think they conserve power and save money keeping the lights off. There's been a few shops selling safety gear like witches hats and reflective vests for workmen which has us boggling a bit.

Another example of the tiny shops that line all the streets around here.

The supermarket sausage hotdog thing section. Mmmh mmm.
Kind of fugly rock displays that are in the traffic islands around here. Most trees and bushes are wrapped in plastic to protect them from the cold.

Shops and restaurants everywhere.

These weren't just good, they were lovely.

Typical street scene. The roads are very wide, making crossing them interesting. There's usually a constant stream of people. It's not packed to the rafters as such, but there's stuff going on everywhere. It feels so utterly foreign out there.

I wanted to have my photo taken with an intersection behind me. Who wouldnt?

Apartments and more shops.

Dong Ting district's answer to Chadstone, The Fashion Capital.

Some lovely Chinese brickwork. Keep putting bricks into it until there's no more hole.

Lots of places around here have security guards(or police) in little gate houses like this, with these weird roll out metal gates. If you look closely at the full sized image you will see a whole bunch of chickens just inside the gate.

The kids hit the basketball courts straight after their last classes. I believe it's like a set period - sport/exercise. The school treats exercise as a very important function of their day to day activities.

Here's the students coming out of class in their droves. That's their living quarters on the right. If you look closely at the larger photo, there's a security guard/policeman pointing at us and coming towards us on the right hand footpath. He obviously hadn't seen us around the school before and didn't know who we were. He got nods of they=ok from the other guards in the gatehouse behind us though. We haven't once been stopped, i think we're pretty much known now.

Teaching (Marcus)

Monday marked day one of our teaching lives. I was nervous but not sickeningly so. I have been more nervous before job interviews and first days of new jobs than the teaching itself. I don't know why I didn't feel sick in the stomach which is usually how my nerves hit me, possibly because I knew that deep down the things we were teaching this week were somewhat easy an that the students would actually be somewhat of a pleasure. What I wasn't expecting was just how excited they were.

This is without doubt the stand-out memory of my first day of teaching. When the students saw us walking down the hall of their building they went absolutely nuts. They were peeping out the doorways then running back inside. Some unfortunates got stuck in a doorway mob and spilled outside the door and bolted back in, embarrassed as hell. When I actually stepped into a classroom the excitement factor just went insane. They had no idea we were coming, it was a surprise. Michelle, the english teacher who collected us from the Airport had told us previously that our coming was a surprise for the students. It was obvious they had no idea they were getting special laowai's(foreigners) this particular day. And when we were in their building area, they didn't know exactly which class we'd walk into so when we walked into a class? Hysterics! There was shouting, what i can only call EXTREME GIGGLEFITS and every other excitable reaction you can think of. To be honest, I wouldnt be surprised if a few pants were pee'd in either.

The clock was a litttle slow or something and i couldnt even remember what time i had to start. Mr Pan observed my first class with one of the english teachers. They don't have traditional bells here, they have this weird music. It plays at the start of each class, then at the end. It's this kind of weird orchestral mixture.

The class went fine. I had no real issues. Initially they were a bit hard to get talking so I just picked randoms and made them talk. They are all very polite and have obviously been drilled on behaving a certain way. Whenever they speak, they timidly stand at their desk. Each class has a monitor assigned to it - who is just one of the students, and is responsible for the audio-visual setup. This was actually awesome as the first class had the monitor kid offering to help me get the overhead projector working without me even asking. And the second class had exactly the same. These kids, while they are supposedly 17-18, visually appear closer to 14 or so, but they are definitely mature beyond their years when it comes to some things. I was suitably impressed by some of the things they did and at the same time touched. They are very nice kids and very innocent. I think their innocence is something to really treasure and it will be a real joy and an honor to teach them.

Courtney has two classes today whilst I only had one. One of us had to choose the roster which had an extra class in it for the week and she did, so, kudos for that :)

Lao shi Courtney on her way to teach the extra class whilst Lao shi Marcus wriggles about inside in the warmth.

We moved our apartment around a bit today, made the lounge room look a little more homely. It's still very depressing though and doesnt really feel like a comfortable place to live. We brought the drawer things from the bedroom and put the TV and water dispenser onto it, and will probably put a few plants around. We also want to try and get some photos/posters and stuff to put on the walls, and some carpets to put on the floor as it's just one big cold hard surface right now. The bathroom minus the dimplex heater was steam central and the floor at 1:39pm after our morning showers remains soaked. Nothing dries here when wet. Though on a postive note, the heater, after a bit of mucking around with it, I have somehow got back to it's former very warm self, so that at least is good.


My first and only class of the day starts just after 3pm. Bye for now!

First Day Nerves (Courtney)

Well, as Marcus said, yesterday was our first day of teaching....and oh how weird it was! A lot of the kids have seen us around the school now, most of them still trying to avoid our gaze whilst giggling to themselves. We were shown around our teaching building in the morning by Raymen, and met some of the other English teachers. It's kind of sinking in now that it is going to be more difficult than we first though to make friends. Everybody is happy to meet us and chat, but hardly anyone actually wants to initiate conversation (probably as they are embarrassed that their English isn't as good as ours)...so Marcus and I sat at lunch yesterday all on our lonesome. We were like a beacon of everything that is foreign in a place that is so very very Chinese.

But we will persevere!

So our first classes yesterday started just after 2, and then at 3. The kids couldn't believe it when they saw us walking down the hallway towards their rooms. The kids spend all day in the one classroom, so it's kind of chaotic, with all of their belongings and textbooks everywhere - and I mean everywhere! Not just on the desks, but on the floor, in the walkways...everywhere! My first class was great. I felt this odd combination of complete dread, mixed with a deep down confidence that I could actually do this. Walking into the room just caused hysteria, everyone yelling and laughing and running around (this of course I thought would stop when the bell signalled the beginning of class, but I was yet to realise that I had one of the "naughtier" classes). I began by introducing myself and telling everyone a bit about Melbourne and Australia, and Marcus, and anything I could think of! The kids were interested but there was a lot of noise, and even note passing! The lesson was to go for 40 minutes and it was my greatest fear that I wouldn't be able to fill it. However, once I found myself sort of stumbling for more Australian things to talk about (I was asking them lots of questions but receiving minimal responses other than mass outpourings of giggles) I decided it was time to pull out the photographs. My idea was to hand them out to randomly formed groups (the classrooms aren't exactly what you would describe as orderly, there are kind of desks everywhere) and give the groups a few minutes to talk about the photos then ask me questions. (After hearing how Marcus did it, I'll instead today be getting them to tell me about the photos so they speak more, rather than me doing it). So I start handing them out and chaos erupts! All 50 kids want to see each photo right now! After some failed attempts to get them back in their seats, I pulled out "Stern Teacher Courtney" voice, which managed to settle them a bit, especially once they realised they would each see them in good time. Then I let them chat for 5 minutes, whilst trying to get around the room to see if they were speaking English, of course, it was mostly Chinese.

The kids all really enjoyed the photos though, and came up with some good questions. I think they understand a lot more than they let on, and once they actually spoke English you could tell that they have quite a good understanding - it's now just a matter of getting them to speak! So my first class was really good, they were all interested and fun. They absolutely loved learning all of your names (there were photos of all of you!), with particular interest shown towards Jimmy (who they loved, and then I explained that Jimmy was a girl cat with a boy's name - oh dear, there was a Jimmy in the class!!! Needless to say the kids went nuts and poor Jimmy crawled under his desk in embarrassment!) Marcus who they thought was very strong, Nick who they couldn't believe was so tall, Sarah they wanted to know why she was so dark? I explained that we were on holidays and had a tan, they loved seeing who my parents were, and Spence, well might I say you got quite a sigh from the girls! Jimmy was definately the favourite though.

Second class started, same level of hysteria (particularly after they realised that in between the break they could see Marcus as well...ooohhh my boyfriend!) This class was much better behaved, but to the point of them being a bit boring, and Mr Pan observed me in this one which might have made me a bit nervous.) But we got there. I found myself going too fast through my Australia trivia, so launched into the photos again. This again went faster than planned, so I was suddenly left with 10 minutes at the end that I didn't quite know how to fill! I tried to elicite questions, which was harder than expected (and the only two questions they asked were what job did I do in Australia, and how much money did I earn...hhmm, I gave very evasive answers so it didn't appear as though I was some sort of rich princess), but FINALLY the bell rang....and I received a huge round of applause?! Go figure.

So the first day is over, which has to be the most nerve wrecking, although I'm sure to feel pretty anxious again this afternoon. Another two classes for me today, Marcus has one. Thankfully as every class we teach is different kids, we can just come up with one lesson per week, which makes things easier for now. Although we are only teaching half our normal workload at the moment, so who knows when the rest will kick in!

We got home, in the freezing cold and rain (I swear you could not believe how cold it was yesterday, it was supposedly 4 degrees but I don't believe it!) and excitedly went through everything that had happened. Then of course the ever reliable Mr Pan dropped by, I thought to collect the heater. So he asked if we had eaten, everyone seems to eat at about 5 o'clock, so I said yes to be polite as I knew he wouldn't come over otherwise. Needless to say, collecting the heater turned into an impromptu Chinese lesson that ended at 9pm! No dinner for us, although, in his normal style, Mr Pan did arrive with some slab like doughy cake that he had actually cooked himself for us, and he had made it especially with rice so I could eat it! Next time Mr Pan is over I will get a photo of him to post on the blog, he never fails to amuse me.

Well, that's about it for now...I'm off to try and warm myself against the heater, and hopefully take off my ski jacket!!

Holy awkward, Batman! (Marcus)

When we returned from Mr Sen's apartment, having had a hot cup of green tea there, Mr Pan had us show him our photos. He then went through and pointed to every feature and showed us how to say it in Chinese.

During the conversation we spoke about the tea we had at Mr Sen's. It turns out this tea is VERY fine quality local tea and costs a whopping 1800rmb (about $300 AUS) for half a kilo. Which lead onto a quick discussion about wages.....to show how dear that tea was.

Mr Pan pointed out that our wage is 5000rmb a month - so it's obvious when you put 1800 beside 5000 how expensive it is. And then he revealed that his own wage was 2800.

.... Uncomfortable to the max.

He probably works 4 times more than us and infinitely harder, and makes way less than us. We knew that the local teachers were paid much less than foreign teachers, but that really does put things in perspective. It really made us feel uncomfortable. Mr Pan of course was completely normal about it - i meant, he didnt say it to make us feel uncomfortable nor did he think it strange, it was just general conversation. But to us, it made us feel very uncomfortable but I guess we just have to accept it. This is China afterall.

We are determined however to buy him a really nice gift to show how much we apprecate his help, and nowadays his company. He's such a lovely guy - oh and his name is Zili. We will start to call him Zili in person as we are effectively friends now. He introduces himself as Panzili - like it's one word. On this blog though, he shall remain as Mr Pan - as i feel the name Mr Pan is just far too cool ;)

We remember when it was warm, (Marcus)

The view from our built in balconey - yes, it really is as warm as it looks. Oh and we found out that the massive building in the middle of this shot is actually the school library and computer labs. Pretty cool huh? We might explore it later - the lovely weather isn't exactly conducive to..giving a shit :)


Toasty to the max.

This morning I woke up feeling cold again. We had been running the dimplex heater in the bedroom on some nights which keeps the air at least warm. The warmth of the air makes a considerable difference around here. Because the apartments have zero insulation - they're just concrete blocks basically, you heat the air, it stays warm while its being heated, then slowly cools down. I can see my breath again while typing this, and yes I am back in my goddamned ski jacket.

We are having some issues with our heater. It has a large touch-pad on the LCD display, and a remote control. We have no real idea what we are doing to configure it as it's in chinese - funny that, being in China and all.

The lower section has images, one is animated, like snowflakes - we stay away from him. The next is of what looks like a water jug half-filled - i think this might be a humidifier function. The next is of an animated blowing fan, and the final one is what looks to be a glowing sun, with little heat rays animated out from it. So we stick it on sun, then adjust the fan to medium, but the top half of the fan is blowing out cool air, whilst the bottom is blowing out warmth. It hasnt been higher than around 17 degrees this morning.

I think we might have changed it slightly from it's original configuration or it might be broken or something as it doesnt seem to be getting as hot as when we first had it installed, and when you sit in front of it you feel more cool air with a tinge of warm rather than straight out warmth. In fact the first night it went in, I was sitting on the couching typing on my laptop and had to turn the damned thing off as it was actually too warm and making me feel stuffy.

We had to give the dimplex heater back last night unfortunately. The school principle, Mr Sen - or it might be Shen, Mr Pan's pronounciation changes I swear to god - anyway he lent it to us - which was lovely of him. So he needed it back. I went with Mr Pan to take it back and was surprised to see that the principle also lives in the dormitory style apartments which surround us. I held the umbrella over Mr Pan and myself while he carried it as it was pissing down and freezing cold.

When Mr Sen saw me in the hallway, he quickly invited me in and bid me sit down and watch some Chinese TV(woohoo!) while he finished his dinner. He introduced me to his wife and his wife's mother, and his apartment was positively toasty. I think about how toasty it was while I type this and I get sad.

So after a cup of tea with Mr Pan, we return to our apartment and Mr Pan has launched into some impromptu chinese lessons which he printed out from the internet. The guy is a crackup and so random, and his english is getting better the more he speaks. We learnt how to say key things such as, "That pen belongs to me!" Zhe shi wo de be!
"That cat belongs to her!" Zhe shi ta de mou!

Riveting!

So yeah, we'll buy another dimplex, or rather i think the school will get one. We totally missed it in the bedroom overnight, and its a freaking gem in the bathroom. It makes the bathrooms icy air warm, and stops all the megatons of steam that come from the shower when the air is arctic.

Today is our second day of teaching - we will likely write something later to detail our first day which was hillarious. It's so good being on the second day, as the anticipation of day 1 was a killer.

On a final note, when I woke up this morning and walked to the window to see what it was like outside, i saw snowflakes falling...or probably more accurately, little chunks of ice, there was nothing gracious about them. No wonder we're bloody cold, jeez!

Monday, February 25, 2008

Necessity is the mother of all creation

Well the rice bags(tm) were a resounding success. The bed was toasty and there were smiles abound. Who needs electric blankets or hot water bottles? Not us (But i can guarantee we'll be bloody buying some if we see them!)

Sunday, February 24, 2008

Teaching update (Marcus)

Well we found out this afternoon that we start teaching from Monday afternoon onwards. We weren't told freely, we had to ask. Mr Pan drove us to Metro, the huge supermarket a little way away and we asked him when we got back if he knew what we were doing. He said he would ask Raymen - who is the head of the English department, who promptly came over to our apartment with some timetables. God only knows how we would have found out had we not asked.

Initially we are only teaching 7 or 8 classes for the whole week. On the good side, they're all completely different classes, so the one lesson will do for all of them. The other good news for us is they are all in the same classroom. This is most excellent as all the timetables and numbers and so on are in chinese. If we were to run around to different rooms at different times, it would quickly get over-whelming. All of our classes this week are in the afternoon, within the 1pm->4pm type bracket.

We are to teach oral english. That's it. Not written, not reading. They want us to encourage the students to speak english and improve it with i guess our complete fluency and western accents. Raymen has mentioned the way I talk a few times. Firstly he joked that he hoped i would speak louder, then earlier today that I speak slower. Now I will be so focused on my own speech that I will hardly be able to bloody speak english myself.

We are not being provided with any books to teach from. We were (or are) supposed to come up with our own courseware/lessons. We were told we would be given a book, or the school would take care of it - but we arent. It's not a massive issue, but for first time teachers, having to come up with our own lesson plans makes the difficulty factor a lot harder. On the bright side though, we can collaborate together, and it looks like we're teaching a mirror image of each others classes. All this week, our classes are identical. After day 1, we can discuss how they went and improve on them as needed. For next weeks classes, we can put together a new lesson, then roll that out to all the classes again, and/or this weeks lesson for potential new classes. We will be teaching more and more classes weekly - though our contract(if that still exists!) was for I think no more than 17 classes per week, which equates to around 15 hours of work.

I think everything will work out though, the school has been very supportive so far. They have at every instance jumped to make us comfortable and we have been very appreciative. We find ourselves really liking Mr Pan and wish to buy him a gift. He made mention in passing comment that his wife brought him back a purse(heh i promptly explained to him that purse = woman, wallet = man) but it was too narrow to fit the chinese currency - which is about the same size as our paper money of old. I showed him my wallet and slipped his 100rmb note into it and i think he was impressed. I would like to somehow get him an Australian wallet. He's a lovely guy and has done so much for us. We get on really well with him and i think he's starting to really enjoy our company. He does so many kooky things that we're always cracking up. His english is very average but through every means necessary we generally understand each other. For those extra difficult descriptions, he pulls out this little pocket translator, mucks around on it for like ten minutes, then holds up an english word which is usually only the vaguest hint of what he was meaning - but usually does the trick.

Anyway im off now to further experiment with making a heat bag. Courtney and I have been scouring the local supermarkets and the massive Metro for hot water bottles. The bed is much better, but I think we have some kind of allergy to hopping into cold beds. Cant find the bloody things anywhere! Them or dish racks...you know, the kind you leave beside your sink to keep freshly washed dishes in to dry. So we thought to try something different...we have spare pillowcases in the drawer....and an enormous bag of rice in the kitchen....heat bags are full of rice eh? Rice + pillow case = heatbag! Whack it in the microwave and the result is potential hot bag of rice to warm bed at the risk of the bed smelling like a rice dish to which at this point we really dont give a shit what it smells like. Our first test run was a success, but as we heated it further the microwave stopped working.

We had a close call earlier where our beloved lounge room heater and bedroom heater were on at the same time. The fuse wiring is very delicate here and i was worried it had blown the circuit and we'd be back in the freezing cold dark ages again. Thankfully it had just tripped a circuit breaker or something.

Enough rambling, good night, and it has been great speaking to a few people on Skype. With the quality of our internet connection, I was completely surprised that I could have basically full real-time video and perfect quality sound speaking to mum for a full hour. The net at night seems to be horribly slow - late afternoon is probably the most ideal time. But anyway, goodnight!

Video redux

Ok I have read up and I think I have worked out how to first upload to Youtube and then embed it in this blog. After all the mucking around and actually watching the video, I think it was hardly worth it anyway!

Well here it is - this is the main courtyard/quadrangle/I dont know what you would call it of the Tian Yi school. The buildings that surround this main area are all teaching buildings. Beyond them on one side are the residence buildings, and on another side, administration offices and god knows what else. The place is huge, that much is certain and there's rarely anyone around. Though today at one stage we went driving with Mr Pan and there were people absolutely everywhere.



It's always funny when there's people en masse here, as they just walk where they please. It never occurs to them to make room for a car to come through or anything. If you are driving a car, you basically have to just push through while beeping your horn.

The horn here is a completely different device from that of western countries - well Australia anyway. Here people beep their horns and beep them often and the only reaction I have seen is maybe a vague quick look at the person to see what they want. No anger. No road-rage. It's basically saying, HERE I AM, or LOOK OUT I AM COMING THROUGH. It's extremely amusing though witnessing what goes on on the roads. After a mere few days we feel a lot more comfortable with them. Havent seen any form of accident yet, but i can see where the supposed 50+ deaths a day road toll supposedly comes from.

Photos photos photos! Freakin finally!

Right well at long last we have our laptops up and running and actually connected to the internet. This means we can finally spam you with some photos so you can actually see where we are. Here they are, in no particular order:

Our first real view of China, the good ol stitched Australia car seat covers. Dont worry, every seat in the minivan had one!

Think this kind of view the whole trip. Not non-stop skyscrapers, but non-stop..STUFF.

Our door. They asked us which sign we'd like out front, either double happiness(which I think can mean marriage or something) or fortune. I gave them a resounding fortune request. I think what we ended up was a version of luck anyway - shucks. Interesting note, we are on lvl 2, which in reality is lvl 1. They count the ground lvl as 1, the first floor as 2 etc - just like the Americans do, i'm told.

Our particularly comfortable couch - pre gaudy cushions.

Courtney demonstrating one of our initial favourite Chinese pasttimes.

Our massive dining table covered with mostly food gifts. Most people we know have in some way shape or form bought us food. Bottom left, the two sticky rice things in cups...didn't taste so flash, came from Mr Pan. The box of 30 individually wrapped oranges came from Mrs Pan. The bowl of mini-mandarins was bought for us, along with some nut things, at a highway stop thing enroute from Shanghai to Wuxi. The popcorn was bought by Raymen in town while we had a little explore. It's really good actually, has been drizzled in honey by some old woman in front of a sort of can fire thing. Special mention to the dried pork with honey snacks and the tupperware container with some of our gigantuan box of cookies inside. The apples and bananas have no tale, nor does Courtney's beloved NW crozzle.

Our kitchen. That kettle has since been binned after I melted the handles off it. I mean christ sake, you'd think they wouldnt put plastic handles on it if it's sitting on a flame!! Or maybe i just made it too hot.

This bathroom has brought us much happiness, and even more sadness. At least there's a nice bamboo outlook through the window.

Our bedroom and luxurious king-sized bed, now in rock hard flavour.

The lounge room is a good size. We'll make it more homely soon, heat was priority no.1. There's a built in balconey off it also.

Our new best friend. We love him...

..so much.

If you look closely, you will see our apartment labled, Foreign Experts. Luckily I managed to persuade this one to stand in front of the shot to add to the authenticity.

Behind our building, and actually all over the campus are highrise apartments such as this. The teachers and their families live in this one. Whenever we complain about being cold or dodgy hot water, we think that they probably have it worse at times, and likely dont complain, like us softy westerners.


Wuxi's very own Effiel Tower. The district of Wuxi we live in is called Dong Ting, I believe it means East Wuxi.

Bridges such as this are built to feed diagonally across a space as Evil Spirits can only travel in straight lines. Somehow this one appears unaffected.

Actually that reminds me, speaking of evil spirits, we were speaking to one of the english teachers about English names and how all her class mates had picked one but she hadnt as she knew they all had meanings and wanted one she liked. She said she liked the sound of Lucifer, which she had heard meant..Bringer of Light. Erm no.

A large Urn thing situated in a bamboo forest. I am not sure what it means. The school has a number of such things, including a large stone book, some meaningful looking waterfalls etc. The bamboo was quite lovely, but obviously hit hard by the recent snow. In fact the whole schools gardens were basically browned and flattened by obvious snow cover. It's a shame, but it will likely look great when it's all revitalised. Courtney's main question for the bamboo was, "Why are they using bamboo to hold up other bamboo?" I think she's slowly becoming Chinese.

Situated along one of the main schools roads are these plague things with photos of previous students who have gone on to do big things. There's the unpredictable smattering of military and government looking people in always happy poses. Behind this sign is the canteen.

This is the school's main thoroughfare. It's a huge area dead in the middle of school. I took a movie of the middle which i will see if i can somehow upload to show how big it is. On lamp posts all around it are speakers which blare this totally odd quasi-classical music. It is here that all the students come in the mornings to do their excersises and so on. It happens at 6am we're told - naturally we havent seen it.

This is the schools largest building. I have absolutely no idea what's in it but i guess the audatorium is in here. Havent really seen people coming in or out of it yet.

The school's canteen is massive. Teachers eat on the second level. It's large and sparse, like you'd imagine a prison caffeteria to be. You line up at counters, get served some sloppy looking vegetables, rice, meat (fish heads too if you wish, woot!), then sit down to eat. At the end, you take your tray to these massive bins, scrape off the food scraps(which are numerous as the servings are huge), then throw your tray into a huge pile, and chopsticks into a bin of quite possibly the most chopsticks we have ever seen. Then there old friendly looking cleaner women in cleaner uniforms clean it all up. Lovely job that one!

This path leads around the front of the canteen past the schools huge middle lake. The building you can see in the background is actually our apartment. We have a really nice view. And deservingly so, we're experts on Foreign stuff!!!

This giant golden apple is the schools pride and joy. I think mainly because it's huge, gold and an apple. Here Courtney is showing her new found respect.

It's a little off, but it has to be done.

There's a large canal right beside the school. There are canals all over the place around here. We havent yet found the ones that are busy with barge traffic.

They really look quite beautiful in photographs...

..if you ignore the actual water quality :) But hey, would you put your hands into the Yarra? Didn't think so.

Self portrait time.

In our first venture out into the local town, we found a coffee store. This is actually just across the road and down a little from the school(down that top left road). When we got near the front door, two chinese girls both pulled open the double doors, and they, along with the guy in full chef regalia behind the door all chorused, "Good Morning!!!" It was BIZZARE. They then whisked us away upstairs where we sat watching the comedy that is this intersection. They have to be seen to be believed.

This heavily decorated piano was just opposite our table, isnt it beautiful? I particularly like the glass box it's sitting on filled with fake grass. It just touches me on an emotional level.

And last but not least, this was the coffee I ordered. A cappucino. Complete with dainty english looking china, it came caked in thick sweet whipped cream with a curl of orange peel on the top. Mmmmh Mmmm! After I had eaten the cream and mixed in the remainder, final taste verdict? Average. It was nice to sit back in the couches there though, they at least were comfortable. I think any couch feels comfortable actually after our little baby back home.