Tag Archives: Yantai

Finding Equilibrium

I’ve known since I was little that gas expands to fill all the available space. I knew this rule like some of my students know their wordlists, so I mean I was able to repeat it when prompted or write … Continue reading

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Not Quite A Mud Mask

Everytime I start to feel like I understand China Yantai my tiny neighborhood in Kaifaqu, something happens to remind me that I’m far away from home. Today Dorothy, another teacher, walked into the madhouse we call an office, giggling and … Continue reading

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Shrimp Melon Popcorn

After my last post (and this one, this one, and, actually, almost everything else I’ve written about China), I need to explain that I don’t really hate all Chinese food. There are some amazing foods here, like scallion-egg pancakes and … Continue reading

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Rorschach ESL

Fall has come rapidly to Yantai, as if the weather is trying to match our textbook’s explanation that September, October and November are autumn. It’s beautiful here, although it’s strange to feel fall and be going back-to-school on the other … Continue reading

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Chinese Food. Again.

When Stick was here, I constantly surprised myself with how much I’ve adjusted to Chinese life. Things like “yeah, yeah, Chinglish signs are funny, whatever” came out of my mouth… when I wasn’t spitting on the street, that is. Stick … Continue reading

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I can’t watch this!

When Stick and I were in Qingdao, we stopped at a tiny DVD store, mostly so he could read the Chinglish. After a few months in Yantai, I’m usually so excited to see an English sentence, that I can over … Continue reading

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See You In Rome

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En Route To Beijing

It is amazing to have Stick here. The trip from Yantai to Beijing was awesome because at each airport checkpoint, and sometimes in between, Stick asked me if I still had our passports. Did you catch that? Our passports. Yeah. … Continue reading

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The White People Want More

Stick and I went to Qingdao, and because he doesn’t speak any Chinese, even my rudimentary Chinese was pretty impressive. (He doesn’t know I’m saying “Buy Ticket Qingdao Two Yes?”) We walked by the beach, found a place for cucumber … Continue reading

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Imperfect, Tense

Stick called midway through my teenage girls class — I was telling them that they had to be more focused, that they needed to pay attention instead of coming to class with their minds somewhere else, and then my cell … Continue reading

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