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Beijing Part Three

1/28/2012

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HAPPY CHINESE NEW YEAR 
春节快乐

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My host mother caught a fish this big..just kidding. This was our New Years Feast
Hello Everybody, 

It has been over two months since I last sent a group email. So, my sincerest apologies to the curious. Before I once again type until my hands are numb, I would like to first do some housekeeping. First off, I recently purchased some postcards and was very excited to send them to people until I suddenly realized that I am in China and all my addresses for people are six thousand three hundred miles away. If you are interested in receiving a postcard please, please email me your address, and I promise to send you one before I get back to the states. Secondly, I am currently on Chinese New Year Break, which lasts until February 12. If you are interested in sending me a package or card, it will have to wait until school starts again. Otherwise, you can email me and I will send you my host families mailing address. 

Okay, I believe my last email ended with Caesar from Planet of the Apes screaming, "Booooo!" I am going to trust that you all followed my advice and watched the movie. Wasn't it great? Well, a couple weeks after seeing the Chinese  version of the movie it was time to celebrate Thanksgiving expatriate style. On Thanksgiving we attended classes as usual, pausing only when one exasperated American boy could not take it anymore and shouted out, "This is so unfair! Not only do we have to attend classes today, but I also did not wake up to the smell of cooked turkey." 

Thankfully (pun intended), we had some time after school ended for the day to go out in groups and feast. Some friends and I went out to a local Chinese restaurant and ordered a roast duck in replacement of turkey, sugary sweet pumpkin fries in replacement of pumpkin pie, stir fried eggplant, well, just because Chinese eggplant is delicious, and got stuffed on other Chinese delicacies instead of eating actual stuffing.

After feasting, some U.S. students, myself included, went to a Thanksgiving-Holiday musical, hosted by an international school in Beijing. The script and dance routines were written and choreographed by the students themselves and a few faculty members. I must admit the show was a bit too evangelical for my tastes. (The theme basically was that "cool" kids who party are the devil and can only be saved by Christianity.) Nevertheless, my crew of fellow Americans attendees, which included one Christian, one Catholic, two Jewish girls, two atheists, and an agnostic, all agreed that the musical was entertaining and well worth coming to. 

Thanksgiving weekend brought new adventures. Our resident director found expat families who were willing to host American students for dinner. On Saturday a few friends and I took the subway to a faraway stop, and then took a taxi to our hosts' condominium complex. Upon arrival, we were greeted by a tall second generation Chinese-American high school Junior and his friend. They drove us through the gates to his home, where we were greeted by a first generation American immigrant, busily cooking, and her other son, a short, round nine year-old who was in the middle of  playing HALO on a Wii in the next room over. 

As normal as this may all sound, I can quite assure you that this is an anomaly in Beijing. Before that point, neither my friends nor I had seen a "house" in four months and a HALO siting is similar to that of a U.F.O. The food was just as fantastically out of place with the reality we had spent the past few months living. They served us pie, cookies, corn chowder, turkey, mashed potatoes, and a few Chinese treats. I felt as though I was back at home...almost.

Later that night, on our way to return to our host families, my friends and I witnessed a car crash happen literally a few feet in front of us. We were about to cross in front of a taxi that was waiting at a red light, when suddenly a car came zooming up from behind and smashed into the taxi. The front fender of the rear car was decimated and liquid was dripping from the underside. The taxi was propelled at least three meters further forward than it was before. No one was injured, and my friends and I breathed a sigh of relief that we had not crossed the street a moment sooner.

Not much happened for a few weeks following the epic Thanksgiving. I sketched a few drawings for art class (I attached a few in this email), lead the last improv meeting of the semester, saw another international school's play production, and took the HSK (basically the TOEFL for foreigners learning Chinese). There are six levels in all for the HSK; 1 is the equivalent of pre-toddler level Chinese, and 6 is supposedly graduate school ready. I decided to try for five, which if you pass reading, writing, and listening, allows you attend college in China. (More on the HSK later).

By December 22, 2011 things were buzzing again. The entire International Department of Beijing No. 80 High School (over 200 students) boarded coach buses and rode to a hot springs resort hotel for a department wide talent show. Everyone had to compete in at least one act. In addition to directing a group of classmates in singing “不得不爱,” a fast paced Chinese pop song, I was also a hostess of ceremonies. The show concluded with a small graduation ceremony for the fall semester students, who would be returning to the U.S.A. the following day. 

The next day we woke up at the hotel and said "goodbye" to the fall semester NSLI-Y students. It seemed as though time had passed so quickly. We did not have much time to contemplate, though, because we were soon swept onto coach buses and were on our way to the Beijing Aquarium, where we saw a dolphin show and fish of multiple sizes and varieties. After visiting the aquarium, we once again boarded the buses and went to a Chinese-Interpretation-of-Itallian-Food Restaurant before returning to Beijing No. 80. 

Actual Christmas was not that big of a deal in China. Sure their were Santa posters everywhere and a few mall guards wearing Santa costumes, but it did not feel the same as Christmas in America. Shopping districts did not have Christmas music blaring from the speakers, there were no cookies or gingerbread men, and there were no Christmas trees except for a few showy wire ones in areas where foreigners shop. Nevertheless, we did our best to celebrate. I organized a Secret Santa between the international students in language classes. And, on Christmas Eve a few friends and I went to a shopping district to take pictures next to decorative lights and eat dinner together. 

Around this time I also went to synagogue for the first time. One of my friends here is Jewish, and the only other Jewish person in our group was a fall semester student who had already returned to the U.S. Not wanting to celebrate Hanukkah with a with a group of complete strangers, my friend invited me to go to service with her at one of the few synagogues in Beijing. I immediately accepted her offer. And, although I do not understand a word of Hebrew, I am still really happy I went. Not only did I learn more about Jewish customs while reading the appendix to the Torah, but I also got a bowl of matzo ball soup out of the deal.

After Christmas passed, our class began buckling down and preparing for finals. We attended classes until Friday and then had a week long break for New Years. Then, on Saturday the 7th and Sunday the 8th we took our first semester finals. After taking our last final on the 8th, some friends and I went out to an Indian restaurant to celebrate my seventeenth birthday. (My birthday is January 7th). After eating we went to KTV (karaoke where you rent your own room) and then returned to the dorms. 

The next day I went online and found out my HSK 5 scores. I passed each section: listening, reading, and writing! I later also found out that I earned the highest grade in my class overall and received the second highest scores on the final exams. It was a superb ending to my first semester in Beijing. Since taking finals I have been on Spring Festival (AKA Chinese New Year) Break. 

Recently, I have been exploring Beijing and have found several surprising locations. I have found a Vegan restaurant creatively dubbed "The Veggie Table." I have also seen a Vampire Bar not so creatively named "The Vampire Bar," where "humans enter at risk of getting bitten." I have spent my time reading, bargain shopping, watching movies, drawing, riding the subway, and I even cooked for my host family (pasta and guacamole, separately of course).  

Outside it sounds like the set of a civil war movie. Fireworks start going off at around four in the afternoon and do not stop until two in the morning. I thought they would stop after actual Chinese New Years day, but they have only escalated. Whenever I walk down the street I can see sparks flying up from the sidewalk and chemically induced colors whizzing through the sky. I am guessing that the fireworks will stay until the last day of Chinese New Year... The holiday is fifteen days long. 

That is pretty much my life in nutshell, or at least as much I could squeeze into an email without your eyes glazing over. Please do not forget what I said about the postcards! By the way, the new movie recommendation is Sherlock Holmes II, which really surpassed my expectations for a sequel. (Sherlock Holmes also sounds surprising "Sherlock Holmes-y" with a Chinese voice over.) 

Have a wonderful 2012!

Sincerely,
Sage

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Beijing Part Two

11/5/2011

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Mountain climbing with host sister during the October holiday (notice the "Dance" T-Shirt)
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Hello, Everyone,

I will be the first to admit that I have been seriously slacking in the emailing people department. My best theory and only excuse for this is that I have been too busy "doing things" to write about "doing things" and the more "doing things" that got done, the more "things" I had to write about and the less time I had to write them. I know, I know, lame excuse, but I will try to make up for that in this email, which, by the way, will probably be very, very long. (Sorry about that.) 

First off, I have been asked for my contact information, and I feel very guilty about not responding sooner. (I actually believed that I would be emailing everyone about a month ago, but "things" kept coming up.) Anyway, If you are interested in sending a package, letter, postcard, etc...

NSLI-Y China Handbook: "Mail to China takes two to four weeks. Airmail to China costs 94 cents for half an ounce. Most express mail services deliver to China. Their services are reliable and quick but expensive. The delivery time for U.S. Postal Service Express Mail is somewhat longer (approximately one week), but their service is more reasonably priced." Also, "Both the Chinese and English versions of this address should be included on letters and packages. One can simply copy/paste the Chinese or print it out and attach it to the mailing."

Letters and packages should be addressed in the following format:

顾美香
中国 100102 北京市朝阳区望京科技园利泽中园
北京市第八十中学国际部

Sage Cammers-Goodwin
International Department, Beijing 80 High School 
Wangjing Technology Zone, Lizi Zhongyuan
Chaoyang District, Beijing People’s Republic of China 100102

Alright, now that all of that is taken care of, I can finally share the multitude of "things" (I promise that is that last time I use that word in this email) that have kept me busy since meeting Hu Jintao. The week after I sent my last group email I went to the Beijing Zoo and saw giant pandas. To get into the panda house you have to pay extra money, but it was completely worth it. Since zoos generally put me in a somber mood, I did not really pay much attention to the other animals. Nevertheless, I would still recommend going just for the pandas if and when you come to Beijing.

About one week after going to the zoo, our head teacher came into our class and started talking about clubs, which I previously thought was an activity Chinese students avoided. The teacher said that we can join a club or start our own, but we could only participate in one. Then she said that if we were interested in starting our own we would need to turn in a proposal (written in Chinese) the following day. When I heard that we had the opportunity to start our own clubs I immediately started mulling over ideas in my head. Later that afternoon,  while sitting in my friend's dorm room, toying with a tennis ball she brought over from New Jersey, the idea, somewhat ironically, came to me out of the blue: "Improv!" 

At this point I am going to do some fast forwarding past my sign making (again, in Chinese) and campaigning to the first day of "即兴演出社.“ To say that I had no idea what I was doing would be an understatement. The first day was really rough on me for several reasons: A) None of the Chinese students had ever heard of improv, B) They were all incredibly shy, C) I had only two fellow Americans in the club, D) I had to explain everything we were doing in Chinese, and E) There was the continuous question of which language we were performing in. All said and and done, I think the first day went okay, and everyone had a decently enjoyable time. Since then, my club has grown (several other international students switched into mine, so I now am leading about twenty students), people have loosened up, my Chinese has improved, and we actually have some improv games that everyone "understands."

After starting the improv club, I joined the school's dance team. Unfortunately, since I am so busy, I can only make it to Monday and Tuesday classes. Their practices are like nothing I have ever done before, consisting of "high-kicks" around the room, multitudes of cartwheels, stretching into the splits against the wall, and handstands. There is not much attention to "form," the most important thing is how high you kick and not how well you do it. Not much has really happened with the dance club yet, besides the fact that I got a cool T-shirt that says "dance" in Chinese cursive. 

During the first week of October we had "国庆节," which basically translates to Week-long Vacation...okay, not really, it means National Day, but Week-long Vacation has a nice ring to it. For the vacation I stayed with my host family, whom I had just met the previous weekend. (In my program we stay in the dorms for the school week and with a host family for the weekends and holidays.) During those times I live with a mom and her daughter, the father is currently away working in another country for the year. The daughter is fifteen, likes anime (Japanese cartoons), and writing poetry. The mother is very outgoing and likes feeding you until you are about to pop, but she is practically a five star chef, so all is forgiven. 

My holiday with them went well; we climbed a mountain, which apparently is all the rage in Beijing during autumn. At the mountain we met up with some of my host family's friends and I met a college student, who I became friends with. She ended up coming over to my host family's house the day after mountain climbing and we tried to make cookies from a cookie mix I brought over. The only problem was that Chinese people do not typically own ovens, and to make cookies you typically use an oven. We ended up getting creative and made microwave cookies as well as stovetop ones. All in all, they were edible and made of chocolate, so we ate them anyway. 

PictureDance Competition
After the October holiday I had my first seven day straight school week. It actually was not as horrible as I thought it would be. (Not that I am interested in a repeat.) It is now just more of a wacky bragging right that I can fling into conversation...

Person A: "Wow I just had a really long week, that was tough." 

Sage: "Hmm... a long week. How long was it exactly?" 

Person A: "Well five days but it-"

Sage: "Oh yeah, try SEVEN out for size." 

(That was a joke) 

Anyway, moving on, Beijing schools give students the mandatory three days off for the national holiday plus an extra two so that they have a full week off, but because the extra two were not mandatory, they add them the weekend following the break. So, Saturday=Wednesday, and Sunday=Thursday, and then we had Monday, Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and Friday classes. 

During my seven day straight school week, I learned that the teachers had elected me to student government as one of the event planning committee members. Out of the two language classes I was the only one to be elected, although several others applied. Later that afternoon, we had an assembly with all of the International Department students which includes: the two language classes of international students, the classes of international students who are already fluent Chinese and want to go to college in China, the Chinese students taking AP classes to go to the U.S., and the Chinese students preparing to go to England. During the assembly I had the opportunity to get up on stage with the other student government members and get my picture taken, which was fun. 

The weekend after the "long school week" I actually took the PSAT at the Western Academy of Beijing. The school was basically Breck abroad. Gorgeous campus and facilities, western toilets, amazing library, and really friendly students. The contrast between that school and the Chinese one I am currently at was startling. Don't get me wrong, I like the school I am at now, but you really do not know what you've got until it's gone. 

The day after the PSAT I participated in a citywide competition for foreign students abroad. I performed a dance that I choreographed to the song "Wildfire" by SBTRKT. It was a modern-ish, bird-like dance. I still do not know the results from the competition because the most important part, the speech, is not until this coming Friday. And, yes, the speech too is in Chinese. It is titled: "我爱生活," which means "I Love Life" in English. The topic had to be "I love (insert what you love here)." So I chose life, because, well, life can be pretty awesome when you let it be. 

PictureTaking my mom out to dinner
The week after the PSAT, my mom came to visit me in China. I took her out for dinner, and we stayed together in a hotel for the weekend. It was strange to see someone I would normally see all the time just pop into my completely different life, but we still had an amazing weekend together. She got to see my dorm and some of my friends. And, I got to see more of Beijing, including an interesting area that spans at least four of five blocks. I can only describe those few blocks as "Little Russia." Within that area everything was written in Russian, spoken in Russian, and there were some Russian restaurants with Russian people, eating what I can only presume was Russian food. 

The days leading up to Halloween were pretty much spent on preparing for midterms and halfheartedly searching for a Cat Woman costume. The International Department told every class to chose a theme and then dress up in appropriate attire. Our class chose "Superheros/Villains," so on Halloween, attending class was Cat Woman, Poison Ivy, The Powerpuff Girls, Captain America and a bunch of normal people who were to lazy to dress up.   

The Thursday and Friday after Halloween we had midterms. I had five tests: Chinese Comprehensive, Chinese Oral, Chinese Reading, Chinese Writing, and Chinese Listening. Due to the speed of our teachers' grading, we got our results by Friday afternoon. A Chinese student (who was born in Italy) and I both won two awards: one for highest grade point average and also another for being most helpful to other students. 

That pretty much concludes the super-condensed-written-version-of-my-life for the past month and a half. Planet of the Apes just came to Beijing, so I saw it for a second time with my host family. It was strange because they had Chinese voiceovers. I do not know if you have seen the movie (if you have not, you really should). There is one scene where the chimp says "NOOOO!" to a malicious caretaker, who, ironically, plays Draco Malfoy in Harry Potter. In the Chinese version the Monkey says "不!“ which pretty much sounds like "BOOOOOOO!" I burst out laughing and pretty much had to strangle myself to keep from ruining the movie for the rest of the audience. 

I hope all is well with you guys. Sorry for practically sending you a novella via email. Below I have attached some pictures from the Great Wall. :)

Best,
Sage 顾美香

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With Korean friend, Jay, outside the Great Wall
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On the Great Wall with classmates
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