Wow. The last month has flown by. I can hardly believe I’m down to my last few weeks. I try not to think about it. Sorry for not blogging in forever, I find now that keeping up with real life takes up most of my time. Haha. Anyways, this may turn into a long string of unrelated topics. My apologies.
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| Epic badminton reach |
Another cool
thing about work…I’m no longer at the bottom of the corporate food chain! We
hired a part-time employee about two weeks ago. In fact, I was assigned to
train her -- in Chinese, she speaks almost no English -- to do the work that I
was previously in charge of. It was a fun challenge.
I’ve also
been going out regularly on Friday nights with people from work for additional
badminton. It’s always a good time, plus there’s good food involved. I think my
skills are getting pretty decent, too.
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| Pudong skyline at night - it's incredible. |
Being
“comfortable” in Shanghai is easy. Many western amenities are available that in
most parts of China, no one would have ever heard of. Example: Saturday
afternoon, my cell group went laser tagging. That being said, there are also
plenty of reality checks that make me certain I’m still in China. Example: A
man sitting on the corner of a street, holding a stick. On the end of the stick
is a turtle, hanging from a sling. Was the man selling the turtle? Taking it
for a walk? Preparing to cook it? I don’t know either.
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| A typical day at Qibao. |
This last
reminder goes without saying – the language. My Chinese is definitely
improving, and the better I communicate, the more I enjoy living here. That
being said, Chinese is a tough language, and I make plenty of mistakes. Using
the wrong tone can drastically change the meaning of what you’re trying to say.
The other day at work, I meant to say something about an expense report, but
instead of saying “fèiyòng”, which means expense, I said “fēiyōng” – Filipino
maid. Not the report I meant. Same pronunciation, different tone. Oops.
Fortunately,
I’m not alone in making mistakes, and English has its own quirks. A coworker
once asked me if I was “going to watch the Super-bowel”.
You gotta
live and learn. Some people just live.




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