11.12.2011 2 °C
I can’t believe its only two weeks until Christmas. This year, Christmas has literally sprung upon me without me really realizing. Many of the shops have decorations up and there are a few sad looking miniature Christmas trees and tinsel to buy from the local supermarket but nothing on the ‘Let’s start celebrating in October’ scale of back home. In a way this is nice as it is much more laid back but I do feel sad to be missing out on hearing Christmas music everywhere and eating mince pies. I have tried to get my students excited but sadly all they know is that Christmas is on December 25th and presents are delivered by ‘Father Santa’ so I’m going to have to change this appalling lack of knowledge. At this point, surprisingly I don’t feel homesick at all although I am missing everyone back home and very much looking forward to my delayed Christmas dinner in February.
This week has been getting colder and colder and I have gradually developed an inner annoyance of the other teachers in our office storming in and leaving the door open for all the cold air to come back in as I sit and glare at the door, hoping I can make it close using the power of my mind. I’m pretty sure the students are all robots as they sit at their desks with the windows and doors open, not seeming to notice the cold one bit. Not the class of boys though. Walking into their classroom is like walking into a little warm cave as they never open the windows or curtains and they sit at their desks wrapped in blankets which really does not help with the whole sleeping during class issue.
This weekend the school successfully managed to take up an entire day of our weekend as Kat was forced into administering an exam and I apparently became a make-up artist for some of the girls who were putting on a performance. By the afternoon we thought we were free but Mr Jing appeared on the scene and wanted to take us for lunch. Lunch was an interesting experience of Kat and I being taken to KFC only to find it was closed so going to a Chinese fast food restaurant instead. Here, Jing made jolly comments and chuckled and pointed at things whilst Kat and I laughed along in a manner resembling actors in a really bad soap opera because we could not understand anything he was saying as it was all in Chinese. Meanwhile, his English speaking friend was very keen to talk to me about the Royal Family and began asking me intense questions such as “So are the current family all of Normandy descent?” to which I tried my best to come up with intelligent lies as answers whilst making a mental note to research the Royal Family so as to be better prepared for any similar moments like this in the future.
After lunch, Mr Jing insisted on driving us to Ningbo as we had told him that’s where we planned to go, however this ended up being a long trip as he had to make various bank, petrol and dropping off friends stops along the way and so we didn’t actually arrive until 6pm. Still, it was nice of him to take us and saved us from an overcrowded bus.
A night out and a shopping trip the next day and it was time to return to school again, ready to begin another week.