Wednesday, April 22, 2009

Her Laughter Lit the Cafeteria

Several weeks ago my friend and former student, July, interviewed me for one of her classes. She just sent me the article that she wrote after the interview, so I thought I'd share it with you! At the end of the article is a picture of July standing in front of her house in Hangzhou...I had lunch with her family when I was there visiting over winter holiday!

A cafeteria. Dim light. Soft music. People’s quiet talk.

Hello. Your Spaghetti.” A young waiter broke my conversation with my interviewee.

We didn’t order that.” I responded in English immediately and then I saw a confused look wore on the waiter’s face.

Ahaha……”before I realized the mistake I had made, my American interviewee Shannon Ingleby ——an English teacher in TJFSU.(Tianjin Foreign Studies University) ——had burst into laughter. “Ha-ha. So cute!……funny……because you’ve just been talking to me, you speak English unconsciously to that Chinese waiter!……Ha-ha!” The blonde beauty couldn’t help laughing, though she had bended her body until her head was almost close to the table trying to control the laughter. Her hearty laughter, obviously, was totally out of tune with that quietness, but it lighted the dusky cafeteria. People looked at her with smiles. And I laughed, too. It seems that Shannon Ingleby, the kind, helpful, spontaneous cutie who always looking for fun, has the magic power which can gain people happiness.

She is so kind. Or maybe the kindest foreign teacher I’ve ever met.” Said ShenYang, a junior student majored in international media in TJFSU.

I think she is more a friend than a teacher.” Dingyuan majored in British and American literature who had taken Shannon’s lesson in the second year of college said.

Shannon Ingleby, 27, went to Tianjin and became a writing teacher in TJFSU in 2007. She used to be manager of a children’s organization in America. When mentioned what kind of teacher she wanted to be, she said “helpful, can be trusted, and as a good friend of my students.”

That is not only empty talk. She does what she says.

Wang Yahong, another media major student said Shannon had helped her friend. Her friend’s boyfriend get a cancer, so her friend would leave for Beijing and be absent at Shannon’s class. Wang helped her to ask a day leave. “I told Shannon the truth. She cared about my friend. ‘if there is anything I can help, just tell me, like money, the place to live in Beijing, everything!’ that’s what Shannon said.”

If there is anything I can help, just tell me.” That’s what Shannon always says to her friend. But if you are one of her friends, you will possibly hear these words very often——“have fun.”

Shannon Ingleby had an unforgettable childhood, during which she had a lot of fun.

She was born and grown up in Iowa. She has 3 sisters and 1 brother. (Including 1 stepsister and a stepbrother.) They used to go to Michigan every summer. “We have a lot of traveling and those trips were sticking in my mind, to rent a boat, swimming, boating, and spending all day at lake. We had so much fun.”

She also used “have fun” to explain the reason for selling insects to neighbors with a friend living in the same street.

We went and searched for bugs, like worms, insects, and we walked door to door trying to sell insects to our neighbors. One girl, she bought. She gave us 4 pennies which was like 1 Fen. You know, it was so little!” Her pure laughter haunted in the cafeteria again when she talked about this funny experience. In the dim light, her eyes glowed with excitement. “And somewhere we lost 1 of the penny. So we only had 3 pennies, but there’re 2 of us, how can we share this? So we went back to that girl ask her for another penny.…… I thought we were just bored. I think I just wanted to have fun.”

When Shannon got older, the willing to look for fun was never changed. She sold lemonade made on her own. She wanted to be a Librarian only because she could have fun with the card machine in library. She joined the business club in high school so that she could travel to a lot of different cities. And finally, she came to china by an exchange project in her college (central college) in 2002.

Firstly, she went to the Ningxia Second minority university. And the next year, she came to Zhejiang University.

The life was difficult when I first came to china, for everything is different. But after I left, I just missed the people the lifestyle and the food in china. So I came again.”

In 2007, you came to Tianjin and became a teacher. You said you dreamed to be a teacher when you were a child. But have you ever planed to be a teacher in college?” I asked.

No way! I had no desire to be a teacher in college.”

But you are a teacher now.”

Yes! You know, I’m a spontaneous person. If someone asks me to skip everything that we have tomorrow and Tuesday, Wednesday, and take a trip to Qingdao for 3 days, they could probably convince me.”

How do you think about the relationship between dream and life?”

It’s good to have dreams and it’s necessary. I will make plans, but just be flexible when plan changes. Don’t hold on too tightly to plans, otherwise you’ll be hurt at end.” She nodded. “Just be spontaneous.”

Now that you didn’t want to be a teacher when in college, what was your dream that time?”

I wanted to get married at 25, but now I’m already 27. You can understand why I say life is spontaneous.” She spoke a little louder but in a slower way with a naughty and innocent face expression as if she had just proved something.

Yes. With naughty and innocent face, Shannon Ingelby sometimes is like a cute child.

That’s all? Oh, I talked so much!” Shannon seemed to blame herself.

Both of us hadn’t noticed the pass-by of the time, not to mention the 60 m’ tape might have stopped half an hour ago.

The tape has finished 30 minutes ago? But it was a 60 m’ tape. I talked so much! ”

Aha, I don’t think so. Maybe there is something wrong with the tape!”

Yep. There is something wrong with the tape!” she nodded and repeated my words very seriously, which aroused her laughter the next second.

The same cafeteria. Dim light. Soft music. People’s quiet talk. Shannon Ingleby was laughing. Clearly, lovely, her laughter had lighted the cafeteria that night.


Monday, April 20, 2009

Are You In?

Along with being a relational culture (the importance of guanxi = connections) and a nationalistic culture (extreme patriotism), China is also an "insider" culture. I see this more and more as I live in China and some days feel extremely frustrated by it. When living in a different culture, it is too easy to compare everyday circumstances to those same circumstances in your home culture. I catch myself doing this too often and that is when I become even more aware of how much of an "outsider" I am in this country.

The truth of it is that I'm a "foreigner" and will always be a foreigner here. It is extremely hard for foreigners to get "in" the culture, nearly impossible, in fact. For example, I have a friend here who is an American. He is married to a Taiwanese woman and they have two kids. They've lived in China for 5 years and he is completely fluent in Chinese. They have made this their home but when he walks down the street, he is still looked at and treated as a foreigner, an outsider. The attention turns to him wherever he goes and, as for all of us foreigners, we get must get used to the initial question that is always asked, "What country are you from?" followed by, "why are you in China?" That is the focus, what brings this "outsider" into "our" China?

I'm sure that I've mentioned the staring in this blog before but I'm not sure that I've ever emphasized the extent of it. With my blonde hair, I stick out like a sore thumb...literally. Eyes turn no matter where I walk or what I am doing; I never go unnoticed. I am living in a clear fishbowl with my life on display for all to see. People bike past me and then turn around to continue staring. People will even stop at a window if I am on the other side and stare at me while I eat or play games with friends. I've had foreign friends tell me that when they go to the zoo, the animals are NOT the biggest attraction for the Chinese spectators there. When my students ask what is the hardest thing for me to get used to in China, I always say the staring. It is one thing that I will never adjust to! I have found that as I walk, especially if I am alone, I am usually staring at the ground just to avoid the curious glances of the strangers walking by. I think this phenomena has turned me into somewhat of an introvert, as well. I prefer to stay on campus or in my apartment just to avoid the stress of the stares. (Keep in mind that many foreigners will not "complain" as much about the staring as I do - you're just hearing the side of one girl who does not like the attention focused on her!)

I had another encounter with my "outsiderness" yesterday. I went to a Chinese wedding - a friend of a friend - and was introduced to the groom when I walked in. As soon as I entered the ceremony, a small hush went through the room as I heard "foreigner, Foreigner, FOREIGNER" over and over again (in Chinese, of course.) I did my best to hide myself in a corner of the room but that didn't save me. During the ceremony the M.C. (yes, they have M.C.'s at Chinese wedding ceremonies) said, in Chinese, to the bride and groom, "you have so many friends here, even a foreign friend!" And, at that, all 200 pairs of eyes in the room turned to me (because of course they all knew exactly where I was) and my face turned the color of a very ripe tomato. The thing is, I KNEW this would happen and I tried to prevent it by looking as inconspicuous as possible - clothing less than ordinary, hair pulled back, quiet demeanor...nothing to attract attention. After I got past the humiliation of being publicly acknowledged at a stranger's wedding simply because I'm a foreigner, I started to play the dreaded "comparison game." I wondered, would this ever happen in the U.S? And if it did, if I got married and specifically pointed out during the ceremony that there was an "outsider" present, what would the reaction be?

Maybe I'm thinking too much about this or looking into it too much but I certainly reach the point sometimes where I wish I could pull on an invisibility cloak or, at the least, simply be common in this culture....nothing special. My conclusion...impossible...I will always be an outsider.

Monday, April 13, 2009

Some Fun Stories

First story, in light of Easter:
I went to church on Sunday and we had communion during the service. The way it is served is by passing the bread and the wine down each row, no one gets up and moves to the front. As I was passing the wine to my neighbor she hit my arm and it spilled on my leg! Without missing a beat, her teenage son turned to me and said, "Jesus blood, poured out on you!" :)

"Noise":
Last night I was watching a "Nooma" video (a short, 10 minute sermon-type message) on DVD titled, "Noise." At one point the video goes black and completely silent to symbolize what it means to have silence in our life...the message is then given through words to read on the screen. At the exact moment that the screen went black my building was literally shaken with the impact of the fireworks being lit outside. They continued until the noise of the DVD came back on. Needless to say, all symbolism was lost!

Cute things my students say:
Yesterday I met with a former student, Angela, and we were talking about her plans for after graduation in a year. She was telling me that she needs to study harder than others because her "basement" in English is not as good. When I looked confused and substituted the word "foundation" she just laughed and said, "So stupid!"

This one happened a while ago but I don't think I ever shared it:
I was walking to dinner with a friend, Abby, and she was telling me about her freshmen year when one of her classmates had gotten sick. I asked her what happened and she said, he had "kitchen pots." Huh? Kitchen pots? She said yes, "kitchen pots, you know, kitchen pots!" Finally I figured it out..."Do you mean chicken pox?" Hahaha..."kitchen" and "chicken" are commonly mistaken for each other and each time it makes for a very funny story to tell later! :)

Thursday, April 9, 2009

Kaho and Tiger

Here are some pictures of the kids I've started tutoring! I told you about the two Japanese girls, Kaho and Asumi, in a previous blog and now I have a new 10 year-old Chinese boy, Tiger, that I am tutoring as well! I wasn't able to get a picture with Asumi yet...

The first picture is of Kaho, she is such a delight! Tutoring her is so fun and she is such a good student! She's more of a perfectionist than me (I know, hard to imagine...) and she is constantly correcting her own reading and writing...the perfect student! Not only that, but she's also adorable!


Tiger is my new student and we've just met 3 times so far. I meet with him for an hour and a half, two times a week and for any of you who know a 10 year-old boy, I am sure that you can imagine what pure torture it is for him to sit still practicing English for that long! During our first lesson, he had pushed his chair away from the desk after just 30 minutes and began doing tai chi (similar to kung fu) moves while I tried to keep his focus! Also, his English is not so good so my Chinese is getting a lot of practice...it's nice because we are at about the same level! He talks slowly and uses words that I understand, hahaha. I also found out recently that he's an artist! See the pictures below...


In one of his workbooks, Tiger had to draw a picture of himself and 15 minutes later this is what he came up with: a warrior. :) After I took this picture he also added a cape, fire shooting from his shoes to make him fly, and a sneering grin...creative mind. When we flipped the page and saw that he needed to draw a picture of his teacher, I cringed! He went easy on me, though. :)


It's been really fun for me to work with kids again...it's one of my passions and it helps me on those days when I miss my niece or my FLC kids sooooo much!!

Sunday, April 5, 2009

68 Yard

This post is for all of my art-lovin' friends!! I went to an art gallery last week called 68 Yard; it's the smaller version of a larger art gallery in Beijing. One of my students, Monica, had a friend who displayed some art work so she invited me to go along and check out the opening of the display. It turned out that 8 students from an art school put the display together to showcase their work. Although my eyes are artistically untrained, I thought that some of the pieces were quite good! I've included some pictures below with brief explanations.

This first one depicts a Beijing opera star in a modern-day society. It is supposed to show the contrast of the beauty of traditional opera with the rubble and disarray that much of our world sees now.

These three men above are characters in Beijing opera.

Monica is in the middle and the girl in the yellow coat is the artist of these two pieces. There were 4 cat pictures all together in this set.