Tuesday, January 22, 2013

Forget injuries, never forget kindness. - Confucius


I have been having a few difficulties here the last little bit and my mood has been all over the place. Often, I will feel injured by the students as they can be a bit harsh sometimes (not just to me, but to each other), and I can’t tell if this is especially because of a language barrier or because they are just a little more brutally honest in the way they talk to each other. They will tell each other “you are fat”, “you are ugly”, “you’re stupid” and constantly laugh at each other's mistakes; it would make anti-bullying advocates at home cringe. They are right in the midst of their teenage years where self-image and self-esteem are of the utmost importance, and here they are breaking down the flaws of each of their classmates right to their face. However, I can’t help but see the positive in this honest way of talking to each other too. Sure, they will tell each other the negatives, but they also share an abundance of positives with each other. They are not afraid to speak up and say someone is beautiful, and I often will even get encouraging words from the students. They are also very touchy and not afraid to hug or hold each other. In between classes I will often see friends in the hallways with their arms around each other just standing there, sometimes the boys will put their hands in each others pockets, and you rarely see girls walking without linking arms with each other. At first, it was strange to see people walking around holding hands and we weren't sure if this was friendship or not (these things would not be as openly accepted between friends in Canada), but we can see now that it really is just them showing friendly affection.

Last week, a TV journalist came to my class and filmed me teaching. We had 2 Australian high school students here on exchange, Jasmine and Lauren, and they participated as well as Alethea (almost wrote “Miss A” as that is her nickname here) who encouraged the students to speak more. Basically, the students were assigned a situation within their groups and they had to create a conversation to act out in front of the class. The students are familiar with this kind of activity so they were comfortable to do this and Alethea and I were able to coax a lot out of them. I was a little nervous at first, but after realizing that the journalist couldn’t speak English I was less worried about saying something wrong. After, they interviewed Alethea, Jasmine and I and we said “Happy New Year” to Chenzhou. I received a letter from one of my students telling me how proud she was of me as I looked very confident and graceful. I thought she was a little shy in front of the cameras, but her letter was to inform me that she really felt uncomfortable because she doesn’t like the local news station and she only participated a little because she didn’t want to let me down. She’s a very sweet girl who is not afraid to tell me her feelings and opinions.

Another thing that was making me a bit frustrated was some students’ perceptions of English foreigners and the stereotypes of Canadians. One of the teachers has been telling students that all Canadians and Americans hate vegetables—I guess commercials will often portray us this way, so I don’t blame them, but they were definitely surprised when Alethea and I said we love vegetables! They also believe that all foreigners are rich and when I explained that I worked hard to save money to come here, they didn’t seem to believe me. Lastly, and the most talked-about stereotype, is the idea that we have it really easy in Canada in terms of schooling. They go to class from 7:30am to as late as 8 or 9pm, they have class sizes of about 55-65, tests 4 times a week and exams once a month. I think this is a pretty crazy workload, but they also don’t have extracurricular activities or part-time jobs, and large breaks throughout the day including a 2-hour lunch break. With a comparison like this, it is difficult to explain to the students that we don’t necessarily have it easy in Canada, it’s just different. I think explaining that I have had a consistent part-time job since I was 16 really opened their eyes, as well as the amount of reading and assignments in university. I really do think they have a lot of pressures here that are different than in Canada though and it’s interesting to see the differences and similarities in the way they face these.

Alethea and I have been planning for our vacation time as it’s coming up very soon!! We have about a month off so Alethea and I will go to Beijing for 10 days, leaving on January 29th. On Feb 10th (which is the official Lunar New Year!) my boyfriend, Trevor, will be coming from Canada to join us on our travels and we will then head to Shenzhen, Hong Kong, Shanghai, and Nanjing. I’m really excited to see more of China and also to see how everyone celebrates the Spring Festival/ Lunar New Year here. We’ve had a bit of a headache planning for the trip as it’s difficult for us to buy tickets without knowing Chinese, but also we can’t get tickets very far in advance. Maggie (a woman working in the Dean's office who did our visa paperwork here in Chenzhou) has been extremely helpful in helping us plan and enlisted the help of her husband as well, but our company doesn’t like us to ask the teachers for any help. They sent us an email that told us to be careful of this and that they will help us from now on. I have been feeling a bit frustrated with the company though as they do not answer us very promptly and it is difficult to secure a ticket unless you get them right away as so many people are travelling for the holiday. As well, they didn’t confirm our holiday fast enough so we had to change a lot of our vacation plans and now they want to change it again. Alethea and I are trying to keep a clear head though and understand that so many people here have a more “live in the moment” attitude and don’t tend to plan ahead too far. For the most part, we are able to go along with this fine, and I have always been a pretty flexible and spontaneous person. However, when planning a trip like this, it makes me a bit anxious to change things too much. We shall just live and learn I suppose!

Even though I’m down sometimes and I feel like I’m not making much of a difference, my students inspire me. I’m getting to know my students a lot more now and some of them are really opening up to me. I see how much they care about me and how important their dreams are; I understand that it’s not about me, but about how I can help them. They have already improved a lot just in getting used to my teaching style. I know how difficult it can be to understand someone talking to you in a different language, but each week, more and more students are nodding their head along and answering my questions and becoming more active. Sure, my classes are not always going to be perfect and sometimes I’m going to feel discouraged or homesick. I am going to feel injured sometimes, but I am choosing now to focus on the teachers who have welcomed us so warmly, my sincere students who have made a great effort in my classes and our free time, and even the kindness of the people in the community who struggle to communicate with us in a way to make us understand; they are the people who are making this all worthwhile and I will never forget.