This morning, Mrs. Chuboff and I arrived to school after the students. We entered Room #109 to find everyone hard at work at Chinese Paper Cutting. For the mostpart, the group did an excellent job following the instruction of their teacher. Many interesting and complecated designs were created during the class which lasted for about an hour and a half. The teacher dismissed the class shortly before 10:00 am. According to our schedule the group was free until lunch at 11:30 am. Many of the students wanted to go to the supermarket to pick up some snacks. Accompanied by their Chinese guides we asked them to back back in an hour. I did not realized that there was a potential international incident in the making, well actually not, but it makes for interesting reading.
Shortly after the kids left, a Chinese math teacher ran into the room asking where the students had gone. We said that they had gone shopping an would be back in a hour. Well, this caused some panic or alarm as another art teacher was apparently waiting for them in their classroom. The problem was that neither Mrs. Chuboff nor myself had a printed schedule of events. The students had a schedule mostly written in Chinese, which did not indicate another comittment. (Shane's host mother had translated his for him, so we were relying on his copy as the "Official Schedule of Events.") The math teacher kept apoligizing for her poor English and I tried to assure her that her English was much better than my Chinese. The next thing you know the Office Manager and Mr. Lu all arrived in our room. The conversation seamed annimated and lively, but then again I can never tell if someone is upset or excited when listening to Chinese. After a few moments, Mr. Lu assured us that everything was alright. He then asked us if we wanted to do anything else and we assured him that we were fine. Crisis averted, I hope.
Lunch was very good and plentyful. The portions on our trays were huge. After finishing lunch, we all went to the front garden where "English Corner" was taking place. Mrs. Chuboff spoke with a girl named Sarah who is going to attend boarding school in Massachusetts next year. Her Enlish was very good. I was approched by a shy girl sent by one of her friends to find out what type of camera I had. After telling her a Nikon she ran back to her huddle of friends. They soon approached me and we talked about all differnt kinds of things until the end of the lunch period. It was nice to see so many students wanting to learn and practice our language.
The afternoon class was extremely entertaining from a spectator's viewpoint. The group had a Chinese Kung Fu class, and I must admit we are not a coordinated group. Sadly to say our kung fu skills were kind of spastic. Ward was the star pupil and even recived some one-on-one attention from the teacher. After kung fu, several students gravitated toward the badmitton courts. Badmitton is an extremely popular sport in China. On our walk home from the school this afternoon Mrs. Chuboff and I spotted several sporting goods stores which featured quality badmitton apperal and gear. Houston made the mistake of challenging the Chinese PE teacher to a match. Neesless to day, Houston was taken behind the woodshed by him. The teacher made it look effortlessly, while Houston was all over the place in an effort to keep up with him.
Similar to Athens Academy, student clubs meet on Wednesday afternoons at Hangzhou High School for about 45 minutes starting at 4:00 pm. One of the Englih teachers, named Derrick, invited Mrs. Chuboff and myself to attend the meetings of the English Club and give additional information about home, school, or basically answer any questions. One girl, when she found out that I was the Dean of Students, asked me what happens to students where they are late to class. I find it hard to believe discipline is an issue in any of the Chinese schools. The highlight of the day was when Derick invited Mrs. Chuboff and myself over to his apartment for dessert. (Today was his birthday.) We gladly accepted and set a meeting time of 7:30 pm.
Mrs. Chuboff and I went to dinner for the first time by ourselves at our hotel. No one, and I mean not a single person, spoke English in the restuarant and it made for an interesting meal. The saving grace was that our meal was pre-ordered for us and we recognized everthing in the four dishes. Diner was brief, but not without some comedic events.
Dereck came and got us and his timing could not have been more perfect. He made sure the bill was taken care of properly as we had no clue as to how their system works. After a very short drive we arrived at Derrick's apartment complex. We parked and went up to his apartment on the third floor. We were greated by Derrick's wife Susan (also a teacher), his mother, his aunt, and their four month old son "Tiger." His aunt and mother were helping take care of Tiger, who is a cute little guy. It was such a treat to be invited in his home. We sat around and chatted over some tea, oranges, and chocolate. Susan then revealed a beautiful birthday cake topped with different types of fruit and an interesting candle shaped like a rose was lit. We sang happy birthday and Derrick made his wish. The cake was absolutely beautiful and tasted wonderful. After our cake Derrick put on the only English speaking tv channel, a news station, for us to watch as we chatted a little bit more. He then gave us a tour of his apartment, which was very nice. There were two bedrooms with a balcony, a bathroom, living/dining room, a galley kitchen, and a study. I think he was very proud of his home and had every right to be. Shortly after our tour it was time to go home. We have a full day visiting West Lake in the morning and it was getting late.























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