Party Time
This post was written in December but due to us being so busy and forgetful we never put the post up so, here it is. Sorry, no pictures this time!
We've been going to so many parties lately it's hard to remember what we saw, who we were with, how we ended up there and of course, the names of all our students. With more than 250 each that's been the most difficult task throughout this adventure.
Of course, there are those students that just make an impression and break the barrier of forgetfullness and so, you remember their names. But more times than not we just act like we know their names and have wonderful conversations.
About a week ago we were invited to a party by one of Michael's students. She said that it would be held on another campus, a vocational college, and that we would be picked up by a car since the location would be difficult for us, or a taxi, to find. Thank goodness we were picked up. About an hour before we were to be chauferred we get a text message (we'll explain that) Helen, Michael's student, calls to say she will not be able to attend the party but another one of the students from our university will be going. Okay. The pick up is planned 6:45 and we go out for dinner.
The pick up occurs as planned, we are driven to this out of the way (in our educational zone however) small college (only 4,000 students to our 20,000 students) and we walk into a cafe type room and there we are, the stars of the evening. The school does have one foreign teacher, a Brit, who teaches only the international trade students. Here, when you can get a laowi (Westener) at a party it's a big deal. We are so different and exotic to most of the students as they've never seen a Westerner before.
The evening was full of fun and games: singing, dancing (break dancing and one slow dance with me and a female student) and the ever so popular, bob for oranges! Yep, that's Michael bobbing -- I laughed so hard I couldn't take the orange from his mouth as I was doubled up on the floor.
Last night we attended an event given by the Material and Textile College here at our univesrity. Cindy has several postgraduate students from this college and in particular, two of them performed in the event.
We've been going to so many parties lately it's hard to remember what we saw, who we were with, how we ended up there and of course, the names of all our students. With more than 250 each that's been the most difficult task throughout this adventure.
Of course, there are those students that just make an impression and break the barrier of forgetfullness and so, you remember their names. But more times than not we just act like we know their names and have wonderful conversations.
About a week ago we were invited to a party by one of Michael's students. She said that it would be held on another campus, a vocational college, and that we would be picked up by a car since the location would be difficult for us, or a taxi, to find. Thank goodness we were picked up. About an hour before we were to be chauferred we get a text message (we'll explain that) Helen, Michael's student, calls to say she will not be able to attend the party but another one of the students from our university will be going. Okay. The pick up is planned 6:45 and we go out for dinner.
The pick up occurs as planned, we are driven to this out of the way (in our educational zone however) small college (only 4,000 students to our 20,000 students) and we walk into a cafe type room and there we are, the stars of the evening. The school does have one foreign teacher, a Brit, who teaches only the international trade students. Here, when you can get a laowi (Westener) at a party it's a big deal. We are so different and exotic to most of the students as they've never seen a Westerner before.
The evening was full of fun and games: singing, dancing (break dancing and one slow dance with me and a female student) and the ever so popular, bob for oranges! Yep, that's Michael bobbing -- I laughed so hard I couldn't take the orange from his mouth as I was doubled up on the floor.
Last night we attended an event given by the Material and Textile College here at our univesrity. Cindy has several postgraduate students from this college and in particular, two of them performed in the event.
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