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  • Student concert

    Oct 13th 2010

    By: Kerry

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    Student concert

    Last night one of my ex-students took me to a concert on campus in the big theatre.  One of my students invited me too but she left it to the last minute, common timing around here.  It lasted for 2 hours.  I’ve been invited to another in about 5 weeks where one of my students is organising a troupe of dancers.

    This is the lineup of calligraphers, flower arrangers, two of the hosts and audience participants.

    From what I can understand, the concert was put on to inform new students of extra-curricular activities available to them.   It had the usual four hosts in their rented finery.   Singers, dancers, kung fu proponents and a short skit were part of the usual offering for college concerts. 

     

    The kung fu students

    The scene and actors in the skit.  There was an audible ohhhhhhhhhhhhh from the audience when the lounge chairs were brought onto the stage before it started.

    The flower arrangers and calligraphers had an imaginative way of presenting themselves as had the photographers.    In cultural contrast were the inline skaters as they spun and danced around tiny witches hats.  In addition we saw a pretty good magic show which included the disappearing /exchange of person trick although the”baddie” needs to get himself a more convincing cape.     There was a catwalk display including wedding and after five gowns.   These are college courses; modelling and garment making, so I’m not sure why they were there.   About 16 students sang as they signed.  The only other evidence I’ve seen of sign language was its appearance in a prerecorded aeroplane safety briefing where it was sandwiched between Chinese and English.

     

    The magic makers preparing to disappear someone. The yellow umbrella was left over from their first trick where a young man tried to woo his beloved with an endless supply of monochrome umbrellas.  He didn’t hit the jackpot until he produced a multicoloured umbrella.

    The singing signers

    Some of the students modelling elaborate garments.  Again there were audible gasps when these and similarly clad students appeared.  A student beside me, another one of my ex students, a happy joyous individual, just about bounced out of her chair with excitement during this time.

    There was one girl among about a dozen boys in the skating program.  It was obvious that they had personalised black T shirts and chosen to write “skater” in English rather than Chinese.

    Xingtai

    China, college, culture, Education, Fashion Parade, Xingtai

  • Sending a proxy to the doctor

    Oct 9th 2010

    By: Kerry

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    Sending a proxy to the doctor

    I returned from Shandong under the weather.  I  improved and then relapsed with new symptoms.  It seemed that I came to China with medicine for everything but what I had.   A few days later one of the ex students visited and decided that I needed medical attention.  Students go to the doctor for absolutely anything so a Chinese opinion of the need for medical attention is not indicative of anything.   However, he offered to go in my place. So after ensuring he had the story straight I allowed him to go. 

    I thought he might return with some interesting stuff from the numerous draws at the shop/surgery/hospital.  Instead he brought a plastic bag of packets of pills and a bottle of other pills.  After I recovered from amazement at the number of pills in each packet we straightened out the dosage procedure.   He assured me that the treatment was standard for my ailment, doctors all knew me and that I should go myself if I didn’t improve within 2 days.   It’s where I’ve been for cupping and I’m the only one like me around so yes, they do “know” me.  I was rather concerned about taking so many pills especially when I had no idea what they were.  However, I ignored my concerns and swallowed.   They are finished and despite having prepared and then taught for 10 hours today and yesterday I finally feel normal.  I have no idea whether the pills helped or hindered or did nothing.   The cost was miniscule. 

    The bag of pill packets

    The pills in each packet

    Xingtai

    China, culture, medicine, Xingtai

  • Guanxi and feeding trees

    Oct 9th 2010

    By: Kerry

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    Guanxi  and feeding trees

    A couple of weeks ago I went into the city to collect my new cable, courtesy of the “student who knows everything.”  If I’d used my guanxi and gone to her immediately I’d have had it long ago.  Instead I looked myself and then gave the job to someone who should have been able to manage it but hadn’t.  Guanxi is how things happen in China.  You need to know people, have connections. 

    While I was out I noticed that the street opposite my gate was being landscaped and that some of the new mature trees were having a “drip,” almost like an intravenous infusion where fluid runs directly into the tree past the bark.    Some trees in the city area were also receiving a boost.   There were more flower pots around in the lead up to National Day.

     

    Trees receiving a quick boost.

    Planting ground cover.  The blue in the tree is the feeding bag.

    Plant display outside a supermarket and department store.

    A new road not too far away was in the final stages of completion.  It will have traffic on it long before it is fully accessorized with lights, road markings, signage, trees and plantings.

    The new road

    Xingtai

    agriculture, guanxi, plants, Xingtai

  • Trip to Shandong

    Oct 9th 2010

    By: Kerry

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    Trip to Shandong

    I booked onto a 3 day Chinese tour to Shandong during the National Day holiday.  One of my students offered to accompany me and it soon grew by three more.  We met the bus and headed off at 8pm collecting a few more additional passengers at several non descript locations in other cities along the way.  For 2 and half hours we travelled along 2 lane roads never out of sight of some form of housing.  We then met a large highway and stayed on major roads until we reached our destination.  A couple of hours from departure we stopped at a service centre and a bed was made up in the empty luggage compartment for the assistant guide/learner/hanger on.  I’d have been happy to have joined her irrespective of safety issues.   Around 5am, just prior to our destination, we stopped at a service centre where the guide told everyone to wash their faces and clean their teeth.  My minder was most concerned that I was not complying with requirements.

    The pink area is the province of Shandong. The purple circles show the departure city and Qingdao and Rhizhao. 

    Waterfront at Qingdao with the national flag flying well in a mild breeze.

    The sky was lightening and we travelled to Qingdao’s waterfront and the site of the May 4 Monument.  It represents the May 4 Movement of 1919.  China was weak during the 19th century resulting in numerous foreign governments gaining territory within its borders.  Shandong had gone to the Germans which lost it to the Japanese.  The Treaty of Versailles in 1919 failed to return it to China which had aided the allies during the First World War with the provision of 140,000 labourers in France.  The Movement sparked widespread dissatisfaction amongst intellectuals, workers and peasants.   The results were limited but the significance was in that it was the first time that the three groups had collaborated.

     

    May 4 Square

    Olympic memorabilia

    Fisherman pulling in his net close to the waterfront. Several raft type boats were pulled up on the sea wall.

    Fisherman disentangling his catch from the net.

    Man selling his own catch; tiny goldfish encased into key rings.  I’ve seen them in tiny bottles but never in anything without a lid.

    The waterfront is starting to gather tourists.

    We had about an hour to wander the waterfront.  Unlike normal Chinese tour groups we had neither coloured hats nor leader to follow around.  She took us to our destinations, told us when to return and left us to our own devices. Our next destination was another part of the waterfront where we embarked on small boats for a half an hour run along the coast.  The sun was well hidden by thick cloud.

    Surveillance vessels.  Another was docked out in the sea and it didn’t look nearly as smart. 

     

    Cityscape

    Zhan Bridge and Huilan building

    Huilan and cityscape.  A ride in a  speedboat is an optional seaside activity.

    More cityscape

    Small Qingdao, an island with lighthouse.

    Next it was to the aquarium where I didn’t want to pay a small fortune to not see anything due to crowding.  The students and I walked through a park and down to Bathing Beach Number 1 where they got their first seaside paddle.  The beaches consisted of small areas of sand locked between stone walls.  A variety of beachside activities were available for those prepared to part with money.

    There was a European circus visiting and located in the park.  These kids just appeared practising  balance skills.

    There had been lion dancers and a band hanging around the park and eventually they got moving to the extent that the kid got a ride.

    Jetskiis for hire.

    Paragliding.  That’s as high as that guy got and he was soon down.

    More water activities.

    Preparing squid outside a restaurant on the walkway going under the  road between the park and the  beach.

    Then it was off to the Zhan  Bridge, an old wharf,  and Huilan after negotiating our away through all of the other tourists.  It left a little time for checking out some beach and buying a snack.

     

    Starfish on the Zhan Bridge

    Zhan Bridge from  Huilin Building  through a grimy window.

    Crab kebab

    That was the end of a whirlwind trip to Qingdao.  We piled into the bus for a couple of hours trip to Rizhao, south of Qingdao.  We’d been told not to buy anything in Qingdao as prices were too expensive so of course stopped a the usual concrete monstrosity where there were dried fish and fish products a plenty not to mention some tea.  I splurged on 2 bottles of water. Shell products in addition to some kebabs and dried starfish were sold outside the shop.

    Couple of bins of food.

    Various kebabs

    Squid kebabs.

    Some of the shells and coral available for sale.

    More shells

    The Tide Tower, monument, naval museum etc was next on the list. The trip included a tour of it and then we were free to check out the beach.  It was a nice long beach anteceded by a list of proscriptions.    I saw a similar one about a year ago relating to a particular city precinct.  Everyone frequented the nic nack shops and then it was time to rejoin the bus for our night destination and meal. 

     

    An empty swimming pool and unusual building.

    Tide Tower

    One of 2 seals in a pool outside the tower.

    A model boat from an earlier age.

    A variant on a common theme.

    Fishing fleet

    Kites above the beach.  Kite flying is a common pass time.

    Notice to tourists. Many Australians would never get to swim if we had such restrictive requirements.

    We headed off into the darkness and the wilderness to a village of fishermen although it did seem a ways from the sea.  It was a house containing numerous small rooms having many beds. I called it a day at that stage and went to bed minus tea.  I still had’t got to sleep when a couple of young kids from the bus started over-excited screeching at the top of their lungs.   Everyone else was also trying to sleep and there was lots of calling out .  Eventually peace settled.

    The next day we were scheduled to see an island and a park area.  I elected to stay on the bus and get some shut eye.. Eventually we returned after an exhausting 53 hour trip.  We were unlucky with overcast weather as normally that area of China is known as an attractive area.

    Qingdao

    bus, China, culture, Food, holidays, maps, park, Qingdao

  • Another milestone

    Oct 1st 2010

    By: Kerry

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    Another milestone

    On Mid-Autumn festival evening several students visited bringing fruit and moon cakes.   The fruit included pears, persimmons, oranges and grapes in addition to some chestnuts.   We sat around talking over their bounty and the college’s moon cakes.

    The grapes provided a bit of a challenge as health information for countries such as China tells traveller’s to wash fruit and vegetables well, avoid salads and to peel fruit.  I’ve made the occasional exception, but rarely deviate from such advice.  It makes fruit eating boring at times as rarely can I be bothered peeling fruit I would normally eat with skin on such as apples and pears.  I never buy grapes or stone fruit so bananas are the staple fruit.  I love oranges, but I have always found the flavour of Chinese oranges to be a great disappointment.  I bought mangos in Jinghong and they, apart from a really delicious one in Hue, Vietnam, were the best mangos I’ve ever had.  I could never understand how people could rave about mangos because the few Australian ones I’d ever had never encouraged me to have more.  The further north I travelled in Yunnan the less tasty they became.  I had a truly scrumptious pineapple in Jinghong too.  I bought it from a roadside seller who slashed the skin off in a trice using a vicious looking machete and soon I was walking down the street eating a pineapple pieces from a plastic bag.  So the secret, which really is no secret, is to eat fruit at their source.   However, it’s not guaranteed as the apple from the orchard a couple of weeks back was nothing special.

    I grew up eating grapes from the vine as we had several grape vines in the back yard when I was a kid.  It was always a race between humans and birds to see who could get them first.  One year my father ordered a giant long filament white web arrangement from Sydney or Melbourne and I still remember being fascinated by its uniqueness.  It was thrown over the vine and pulled down to cover.   I guess the birds lost that year; I don’t remember.  Grapes have never had the same allure since those days of flavoursome old fashioned varieties.

    I learnt to eat grapes in a different way on one of my many train or bus trips in China.   I was sitting behind someone who was eating giant grapes.  All I could see were two hands held over the aisle peeling a grape one by one.  Again I was fascinated because I’d only ever read of it happening or maybe seen it in a movie like a Cleopatra a million years ago.  Australians don’t peel grapes and it was quite beyond my experience.  It was really into the realms of decadence or “why on earth” as I’ve not seen Chinese worry about salads or seen too many peeling fruit.

    Now I had my own grapes to peel.  They were large and juicy and peeled easily.  While it was messy it was not the slow laborious task it could have been.  Taste wise they were a disappointment.  They are all gone now.  So now I have passed the peeling grape milestone.  I have no idea what it means apart from being able to eat grapes in China.   Maybe I’ll judge future grapes by their potential peelability and flavor rather than simply consign them to the category of not worth buying. 

    The persimmons are still unripe so I will try them later.  Australian friends have a persimmon tree, introduced me to persimmons and used to supply me with fresh and dried persimmons every season.   I used to enjoy them so it will be interesting to see what the Chinese ones taste like.  I have a peeler so guess I’ll be using it on my persimmons.

     

    Some of the nuts and fruit.  The chestnuts had a beautiful fresh green sheen to them when they arrived.  All of the pears I’ve seen have been of the hard flesh variety rather than the soft flesh varieties  common in Australia.

    China, Xingtai

    agriculture, culture, Food, Health

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