Category Archives: New York City
Hello Kitty Chinglish
I got a pack of Hello Kitty reward stickers at the supermarket to give to my students. (I have one class with three girls called Kitty, and that makes saying “Hello, Kitty!” hilarious.) It was an assortment of stickers, with … Continue reading
Crisis Averted
I left to go to my meeting WITHOUT A SHOWER or WASHING MY FACE, and when I was at school, I told Stick that we have no water. Stick’s class had finished, so he went home to fix it. I … Continue reading
Why No One Here Likes Morning Showers
Because you might wake up and have no water in the apartment! I woke up and there was water to make the coffee. Then I did a little work in my bathrobe, until it was time to wake up Stick … Continue reading
That Time Of Year
Our school’s putting up their Christmas decorations, which always makes me hungry for latkes. Cooking them was bit of an adventure… I can get good potatoes, onions, eggs and oil at the market by the apartment, but the lox and … Continue reading
The Open-Door Policy
Long before I came to China, I saw pictures of the old-fashioned Chinese homes. I loved the semi-enclosed porches, roofed patios, open-air stairs… like the kind you kind in Beihai Park. I loved that the distinction between inside and outside … Continue reading
Small Miracles
Today I was buying vegetables and when I paid, the woman said it’s very cold today, and I said, yes it is. I don’t know if I’m happier that I was treated like a regular person, or that I actually … Continue reading
Google China
Just something we passed the other night in Haidian… it’s bizarre to see a physical Google entity. Edit 1/17/10: After mysterious hackers attempted to break into the GMail accounts of Chinese activists, Google seems to be sick of the Great … Continue reading
Not-So-Live At The BBC
Here’s the podcast of the World: Have Your Say show from Wednesday. If you’re not in China, I’ve heard you can hear the show online, as well.
This Picture Is Not Photoshopped
This week most of my English classes were rescheduled and moved to the McDonalds as a cultural field trip. Instead of doing regular lessons, I was to teach them hamburger, fries, chicken, ice cream and Coke. Yes, Coke and not … Continue reading
Email To My Mother
Dear Mom, Can you send me some jeans for Christmas? I want the same size 6 boot cut Gap jeans you got me last year, they were perfect but I ripped them sliding into my seat in Duck Duck Goose. … Continue reading
