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Sep 19, 2018

Humble shyness

Don’t be shy, just try!

The subhead of this post is something I used to chant with my middle schoolers, to get them comfortable with speaking while facing up to the possibility that they might make mistakes. But the substance of this weeks video is about those kids who are shy … and why they like me as their teacher.

Also, it was so hot our first week of school that the government called it off for a heat day; my first one of those. To me, it didn’t feel crazy hot … not more so than usual for Luzhou summer, but I did also spend the day in the air conditioning inside. And I’m not one to look a gift day off in the mouth. What?

Oct 1, 2013

Luzhou: Landing in the hometown

And melting in the heat

The view of the city from the Jiucheng Hotel
The view from the hotel room of the mighty Yangtze River
Breakfast timeMy parents with Amanda, the helpful concierge
My mom and dad with the super helpful Amanda

Our flight from Kunming landed in Luzhou at the bright and early hour of 8:30, because that’s when the one daily flight from Kunming lands. We had hoped to show my parents around the countryside neighborhoods that we frequent, but after a quick spin around the new campus we all decided that it was just too hot. Way too hot. Hotter than Penang, even. Melt your face off hot.

So instead, we took them to check in at the Jiucheng Hotel, where Amanda, the English-speaking desk clerk, right away recognized my face from when I had made the reservations a month earlier. We enjoyed the air conditioning as she checked us in.

For the duration of the Luzhou leg, the hotel staff took good care of my parents. There was fruit, there was swimming, and plenty of smiles. On the first morning, at breakfast, a few staff members were helping them figure out the food situation. There was a big buffet of familiar and unfamiliar dishes, and some of it was translated into English. (They did have to play charades for “blood,” however.) My mom pointed at the breakfast a man at a nearby table was eating to say, “I’d like something like that.” Everyone hopped to, including the man eating that breakfast, to get his meal to her. “No, no, no!” my mom cried. “Something like that. I don’t need his breakfast!”

That’s Chinese hospitality for you!