I posted pictures of the Summer Palace in Beijing, China. You should see them to the right. Click on a picture and you’ll jump to my Flickr page.
BTW, Flickr is censored by the “Great Firewall” of China. I wonder what the penalty for circumventing the firewall is? Hmmmmmmmm….
Just discovered in Xi’an near the Terracotta Warriors, where we’re headed on Thursday… the largest group of coffins ever discovered in a single grave. There are 47 coffins in the 2500-year-old tomb. (Link) Another source. (Link)
We found the sixth Harry Potter book at an international bookstore and ate Mexican food today.
Harry Potter and the Half Blood Prince is the sixth book in the seven book series. I bought it in NH, but left in there. Doh! Thankfully, they had several copies here. And they will have the seventh book at the same time it comes out in the U.S., so we should have some reading on the way home too.
The Mexican food was similar to what you would find in America, and by that I mean the chips were triangular and the enchiladas were filled with chicken and cheese. But, it all tasted a little different… something we’ve come to expect with all food “over here.” Burgers have an interesting twang that makes you question the quality of the beef, donuts are harder and more fry-bread tasting, and just about everything else is a mystery.
The mystery is why we crave something familiar. Even if ordering something familiar like pizza isn’t any easier than ordering Chinese food, eating it is. You don’t sit there and wonder if you’re eating pork or duck, only later to discover it’s beef.
American headlines I’ve read while in China. Sorry, no links. Don’t have time right now:
“In Food Safety Crackdown, China Closes 180 Plants” (NYT) – Hmmm… shall I stick to my peanut butter sandwiches? Really, we’ve been eating them everyday for lunch. It’s far easier than trying to order food.
“Text Messages Giving Voice to Chinese” (Wash Post) – It’s quite clear from my Intro to Chinese Law class that if the NPC doesn’t like something, it gets squashed. I guess text messages are a little tougher to suppress.
“Wider Sale is Seen for Toothpaste Tainted in China” (NYT) – I’ve been using my hotel supplied toothpaste morning, noon, and night (sometimes). I hope my teeth don’t fall out.
“U.S. Family Tries Living Without China” (Reuters) – The family says it’s not because they don’t like China. That sounds like BS.
“F.D.A. Issues Alert on Chinese Seafood” (NYT) – I ate a lot of shrimp, some fish, and stuff I can’t even name the other night. I wonder if the F.D.A. would like me to bring some samples home.
“Why Marathoners Won’t Break Records in Beijing” (blog.foreignpolicy.com) – It is truly filthy here. Smog hovers, like I’ve said. The articles says the levels are two to three times what is “healthy.” You don’t see anyone working out outside here. It’s weird.
First thing I’ve done in Beijing worth noting.
The Silk Market is a six floor building filled with authentic knock-off jeans, shirts, shoes, pearls, watches, statues, golf clubs, etc. etc. etc. They have anything you want, and it’s as cheap as you can bargain for.
The clerks will literally grab your arm and pull you into their booth. Some people don’t like it, although I found it entertaining and only mildly invasive. The workers also speak very good English, so communicating is easy. Bargaining is done by typing prices into a calculator and finding a middle point.
I bought a pair of white Gucci loafers. They look good, fit well, and are really really white. Dirty Haidain, Beijing will be a great place to break them in.
I’m in the Haidian District of Beijing, China, which (I guess) everyone likens to Silicon Valley. It’s in the northwest corner of the city. On my walk to the Tsinghua Univeristy where we will be taking our law classes we pass Microsoft and Google, however these are the only indications of this being the tech center of Beijing.
The biggest culture shock so far is how filthy and smoggy the city is. The streets are covered in dirt and the trees are all tinged grayish brown from the heavy smog. I have not seen blue sky since being here. We have already seen on little girl peeing on the sidewalk in the middle of the day.
The second biggest shock is getting around without knowing the language. I was looking for the Continental breakfast yesterday morning and kept running into service people trying to help me that knew no English. I would just say, “Ni Hao… Food,” then bow and walk away when it became awkwardly clear that they had no idea of what I was saying. In retrospect a Chinese dictionary would have been helpful to bring.
Everyone stares at us when we walk around. I was told this would happen, but it’s weird. I was walking down a hallway in the hotel and one of the workers was eying me. We keep saying, “Ni Hao,” which is hello.
The supermarket is interesting. Everything is in bins on the shelves instead of being packaged in boxes and freestanding on shelves. The seafood section is very well stocked, although mostly with fish I am scared to walk within ten feet of.
So, that’s the topical take on Beijing so far. More to come.
Why are students assigned homework? Isn’t eight hours of school enough to get the lesson across? Do teachers like grading? I’m sure some of it is state mandated, but I think there should be some containment, if only because homework itself runs contrary to what we strive for later in life, which is establishing a separation between our work and our personal time. Children and teens should be taught that there is a place for work and a place for play, and that they shouldn’t be playing at school all day and working at home all night.
I’m talking about elementary and high school, mostly. Sometimes there is extraneous homework in college, but from experience it is usually avoidable or for your own benefit. Well, isn’t all homework for you’re own benefit? I don’t think so. College and graduate school are distinct from lower-ed in that you aren’t required to be at school for the same duration. You aren’t under the scope of a teacher for the same duration, so some guided study outside of class is helpful and necessary.
Don’t get me wrong, learning can be fun, but it should be contained. I think children would approach school with a better attitude if they were able to leave it behind when they boarded the school bus home. I remember working and feeling like I could never escape from my job because I felt obligated to take some of it home with me. To me this was almost normal, but others were aghast at how it effected me. To them work was just an nine hour drama that they could leave behind, while I drove home feeling like I was going to have a heart attack. Not fun.
What’s the difference? Did they grow up without homework? Ha… I don’t think so. But, the homework doesn’t help. Maybe I just liked what I was doing more. Who knows.