Monday, March 30, 2015

Award Ceremony

Every semester the school holds an award ceremony to recognize those students who tested the best or improved the most on their major exams (Chinese, math, and science). This semester, it was announced the night before and I didn't know about it until the day of (last Friday). So my classes are still not in the same place. But at least the ceremony was more fun for me this semester since I knew some of the students and I took pictures. The vice principal asked me if there were the same sorts of ceremonies in the US. The only things I can think to compare them to in my experience are honor roll and eighth grade or senior year awards.

There's no where for everyone to sit. So for shorter assemblies the students all stand.
This was longer, so they brought out their chairs from the classrooms (all 1200+ of them).

I suspect that for some students their favorite part was having their pictures taken.

The girls and boys of 3(4).

They really like the OK sign. And saying it too. 

Drum master.

Cymbals.

Snares.

Bugles.

Saluting for the anthem and the flag being raised (this happens every Monday too).


Having done their duty, the marching band students were told to put down their instruments and return to their seats.




Students names were called one by one and the student would run up as quickly as possible.

Sometimes getting high-fives on the way.

Student receiving her certificate and notebook from the principal.

Many students saluted as they were given their rewards.

One of many certificates handed out.

Notebooks and pencil boxes were also given out. What better use for a new pencil box than throwing?

What a wonderful look of glee. She's the daughter of a teacher and lives next door to me.

Of course, the event had to be properly documented (i.e. photographed by the art teacher). Yes, it really does take that many
teachers to get first through third graders to take a picture (especially to ensure the certificates aren't blocking their faces)!

Sunday, March 29, 2015

National Flowers

Last week the most common question I got from my third graders was "What is the USA's national flower?" When I confessed to not knowing, a few of them said, "But you're American, how can you not know!" What was particularly funny about it was that one student would come up and ask me, and I'd be in the middle of explaining I didn't know, when another student would run up and ask. Having had this happen several days in a row, I finally looked it up. The rose. (China's is the peony, or  牡丹 mǔdan.) I don't know why they all wanted to know. Because it's spring? Because they recently learned about China's national flower? Because they recently learned other symbols of the USA? (We did just do a unit on "Where are you from?")

Thursday, March 26, 2015

Introducing Amy

Let me introduce you to one of my students. She's the daughter of one of the teachers here and an enthusiastic participant in class, hence her quick accumulation of class tickets to introduce herself on my blog! The picture was taken at the school picnic last fall. The introduction below is her own, with my translation (though she helped with the words she knew: "My name is Amy." "I'm from...").



My name is 张明月 (Zhāng Míng Yuè), Amy. I’m from Tengchong County, Jietou Town, Central Elementary School, third-grade class 1. My deskmate is 高强春 (Gāo Qiáng Chūn), Aaron. I particularly like to play with 冯心媛 (Féng Xīn Yuán), Nikita。My hobbies are watching TV and jumping rope.

我叫张明月,我来自腾冲县界头镇中心小学三(1)班。我的同桌是高强春,我最喜欢和冯心媛一起玩,我的爱好是看电视,和跳绳。

Wednesday, March 25, 2015

New Fruit

There are all sorts of fruit here that I've never seen before. Here are just a few that I've actually learned.

青枣qīngzǎo, also known as the blue or green jujube or the Chinese green date. It has a very light flavor and simply tastes fresh and juicy. Very yummy

It looks like a tiny, elongated, green apple.

But it's actually a drupe, not a pome.

龙眼, lóngyǎn, which translates to Dragon's Eye. It's also known is English as longan. It's related to the lychee. Also quite yummy.

A plateful of longyan.
Partially peeled.

The pit.

And lastly, yangnai. This one I can't find in the dictionary or online anywhere. It's quite sour and was served with spicy pepper sauce over it in typical Yunnan fashion. I don't particularly like this one, but will eat it when it's offered with such excitement.


Tuesday, March 24, 2015

Introducing My Students

This semester I'm doing something new as an incentive for my students. When they accumulate a certain number of class tickets I will introduce them to you, my friends and family. This introduction will likely be just a few sentences and a picture, but I hope that it will give you all (and myself) a new insight into the community here.

All my students, including both the third graders and the fifth graders, were extremely excited by this prospect. I'm guessing the first few introduction will begin this week, once some students have accumulated enough class tickets (by answering questions, performing dialogues, etc.). I have one request of you: if anything occurs to you to say to, or even ask of, any of my students, please leave a comment on that post! I will pass them on to my students and I know that they will appreciate them. Thanks in advance!

Sunday, March 22, 2015

Tengchong Rice

Rice is the major staple of a Chinese diet. Any true meal involves a bowl of rice (as opposed to the morning snack and after-dinner snack which can consist of steamed buns, fried dough, or a bowl of noodles...made from rice flour). I read in a write-up of Tengchong that "Some of the most flavorful rice in Yunnan – or China for that matter – grows in the area around Tengchong." I'm skeptical of such claims, but I can almost believe this one. Having grown up eating mostly brown rice or occasionally basmati rice with Indian food, I was shocked to find that when I returned home this winter, my idea of what rice tastes like had changed. I was particularly surprised by the taste, texture, and look of basmati rice. Apparently this is something I've truly accustomed to here!

Saturday, March 21, 2015

Goats

Walking through the fields the other day I heard bleating and noticed this goat. As I watched, it slid down a not-very-tall but almost vertical slope.



When it got to the bottom, though, I understood. There were kids! And they were frolicking quite charmingly.


They actually made it up to the top where the mother had been before sliding down themselves.


"Go, go, go!"

"Ooops!"

Friday, March 20, 2015

Meetings

This was a week of meetings. One thing that I have noticed is integral to all Chinese meetings is photos (except faculty meetings, which I guess are routine enough to be exempt). They apparently feel the need to photograph everyone who speaks, as well as the room, at intervals of approximately five or ten minutes at the most. There is also no single designated photographer, although there is usually someone who seems the most intense about it: one person using a fancy camera doesn't obviate the need for everyone else to take pictures on their cameras or phones. And of course, foreigners are a particular curiosity. There seems to be no concept that photography could ever be disruptive, excessive, or rude (to be fair, plenty of Americans seem fuzzy on this concept too).  Except for the first photo, all of the following were taken by others and then sent to me.

The iPad meeting. Note the two cameras to the left and the two local teachers cutting watermelon to the right.
The actual talking was happening just behind the two teachers, between the head iPad person and my principal.

Wednesday and Thursday were taken up by teaching three middle school classes (each a double period...something that we didn't discover until Wednesday morning) and "dialogues" with the local teachers.

Teaching my first middle school class.
"I'm making some plans to volunteer (insert time here)."

Encouraging a reluctant student to speak.

The two main questions that the local teachers had were:

1) How do we make our students interested in English? They say seventh graders are somewhat interested, but then lose interest because of the high testing pressure. We suggested taking just a few minutes of class a week (they have ten 45-minute classes a week) to practice speaking, listen to English songs, or watch an English movie clip. We were told this just isn't possible. Hopefully they'll come around. As the Chinese saying goes (sometimes I find it comforting, sometimes infuriating): 慢慢来 (màn màn lái), "slowly to come" or things come or change slowly.

2) How do we help students remember so many new words? The curriculum here is insane and leads to teachers cramming in as many words as possible into each class, but the students almost never getting the chance to actually speak the language. We suggested giving them as much context for a word as possible. Teach it in sentences, not just alone. Show a picture. Use a hand gesture. Don't just write it five times, but say it too. But honestly, building vocabulary is one of the hardest things about learning a language, and it's something that the Chinese teaching style does well. They cram vocabulary. What's harder is making that vocabulary useful. We all found that the middle schoolers far exceeded our expectations in their ability to understand the quite complex sentences found in their books. But the moment you veer away from those exact sentences, they're at a loss.

On Thursday evening I was told that an important meeting was happening on Friday. Members of the Communist Youth League from another province that has just started to have Teach for China fellows this year were visiting our region to learn about how Teach for China in this region has been cooperating with local teachers and principals. I think the meeting was an outward sign of useful communication, but the meeting itself just talked in big, broad terms.

It was a rather fancy meeting, with more fruit than could be possibly eaten, tea, and water.
And, of course, lots of photos taken.


I was told I had to stand in the middle.

Jietou and Visitors

We had many visitors to Jietou last weekend. It was wonderful to have so much company, especially since it meant I saw some places I hadn't explored in Jietou yet.

Me, my cofellows, and a second-year fellow who listened to my class last Thursday.


Wheat, stones, rapeseed, and trees.




Last Friday, just up the road from my dorm, this pig and her piglets were unloaded from a truck.

They had this adorable tendency to form lines...

On the way to show our visitors on Saturday the fields of flowers.

Clothes drying on some shrubs.

A temple up on a little hill next the main road.
View from outside the temple.

Inside the temple.