Orientation Week: Training to teach, celebrity status and dangerous driving!
I’ve lost count of the number of KFC’s I’ve eaten in the past week. I don’t do fast food at home, but I guess a part of me is clinging on to whatever hints of western culture there is over here. Not to say Chinese food isn’t nice – it’s lovely. It’s just comforting to see something you recognise. I jumped for joy at the sight of a Pizza Hut yesterday! Also, I have become one of ‘those people’. The ones that go to a country and cannot speak a word of the language. It’s quite comical when a Chinese person comes up to us and just starts talking. We shake our heads, say ‘English’ over and over (or yingyu) but they just keep talking at us. Not in a horrible way but it’s funny all the same. The times I try to say ‘thank you’ (xie xie) I got laughed at. We have had some Mandarin lessons but it’s such a hard language with many different ways to pronounce the words that I’m going to need a lot more time! After learning about how important learning English is to the Chinese, I foolishl...