So I have successfully completed my first full week of the new semester. And what a week it’s been. This semester is one of my busiest, with class everyday (last semester I had class only 3 days a week) and Chinese class 4 days a week. We’ve also had dinner
School Bells a Clangin'
With 4 months of freedom year, sometimes it’s hard to remember that I came to China to do a job. But the school bells a ringin’ and class started up today. My schedule this year isn’t bad, I requested teaching multiple subjects with my favorite classes so I get to
Another, smaller, Goby
This is unrelated to China, or traveling, or writing or tea drinking, but as I was writing the Gobi desert post, I kept thinking of my former high school science teacher Mr. Goby. It might come as no surprise to you that I was not much of a science person.
Peek into a Chinese Classroom
Classes are long done, and students are off at home (being bored) so I thought now would be a good time to give you a peek into what a typical class looks like. Here is a picture of the students all being quiet and well behaved. I’ll be honest and
Some Resources for Those Interested in China and/or Teaching
I wanted to briefly tell you about some websites that I’ve recently become a part of that are good resources for those of you who are interested in all things China, or are interested in teaching English in China or elsewhere. My blog was picked as a favorite at Go!
A Life Less Colorful
Finals have been graded, scores have been submitted, and everyday hundreds of students march out of the campus rolling their suitcases behind them heading home for the summer. This time last year I was feeling relief and excitement. Relief my first year of teaching was over, and excitement of the
Birthday Barbeque
A little more than 2 years ago, I started this blog. And just about 2 years ago I wrote about my birthday. What did I do to celebrate the big 3-3 back in 2009? Well, let’s take a ride in the way back machine and see. But yes, today is
A Peek into the Boy's Dormitory
Between my apartment and the classroom lies the boy’s dormitory. I go by it often, daily, and sometimes see my students waving to me from their balconies. “Get to class!” I always yell up to them. “You’re going to be late!” So the buildings are familiar, and yet, I have