Author Archives: Meg
Wangfujing Dairy Queen
This is a not-so-typical dinner for us. We actually didn’t get ice cream here… we were still too full from Sizzler. Oh yeah! (This is downstairs in the Xin Dong An mall next to the Wangfujing Bookstore, follow the signs … Continue reading
Mastering The Beijing Subway
“I think we take this one three stops to Line Squiggle Squiggle Curve Dot.”
Typical Dinner
This is a typical dinner for Stick and me… vinegar peanuts, cold garlic cucumbers, spicy peanut chicken (gung pao ji dian — all foreigners very like), and fried egg and scallion rice. No dinner is complete without a couple bottles … Continue reading
That Was Easy
I ran into our school’s headmaster last night while I was putting up my Halloween bulletin board. He was on Sunday-night duty, which means waiting for the kids to come back to school after their weekend at home, so he … Continue reading
Jiao?
I got a Chinese baby book a few days ago, a glossy board book with simple characters and pin yin and English. (We’ll ignore the premise that the intended readership is someone who can read all three, but is still … Continue reading
My That Person
The worst thing about living with Stick… well, actually it’s the second worst thing. The very worst is all that compromising garbage that I’m meant to be doing. But the second worst thing is what to call him. I feel … Continue reading
Picture From My Chinese Book
It says “Can you guess these nationalities from their costumes?”
Oops.
They say a picture is worth a thousand words, so you’ve just been spared nine-hundred-and-something complaints about buying an ironing board that’s not actually heat resistant.
Out!
I threw a kid out of class yesterday. He was really asking for it, he had already earned frowns for his team, and then got himself a corner, and then I told him to get out of my classroom. Whenever … Continue reading
