Back to the Grind

I just finished the first week where I had all six of my two hour classes. Thursday is my worst day with three classes. With four classes that I hadn't met before it is difficult trying to keep the students straight. One of the classes had 16 students on the roll and there were 23 when I went to the class. Every other class has thirty students. I am thinking I should take a camera and take a picture of each class.

Bob acquired another English class this week. Now he has four classes.

One of the girls came up to me during the break and said that old people in China go to their village and stay in their houses and wondered why I was coming to China at my age. Did she think I was old?

On the plane coming from Xi an last Sunday I sat next to a man who had worked at the U. of C. from 2001 to 2004. His son graduated from Western Canadian High School in Calgary and is now attending the U. of Waterloo. He said he talks to his son in Chinese and his son answers in English.