pig$

Today was the first day back in Nanchong. I'll get to writing about my travels in Shandong (eastern mountain) and Shanxi (western mountain) soon, but today was worth noting.

I went to go get dinner with Jason (one of my good friends here). He noted that the price of pork had gone way up ("helicoptered" as he put it) since last semester. Meat is as a whole usually more expensive here, but nothing too excessive. Prices on the menus at university restaurants were blacked out and written over with new prices, many upwards of 20 yuan. $3 isn't a lot to pay for a well made pork dish, but given that it usually costs 10~12 yuan, a 50% increase is considerable.

We weren't able to come to a definitive answer as to what caused the increase. Inflation was certainly a possibility. The new pig virus was another, but it didn't seem like there was any sort of concern from people eating or the bosses. I asked Jason how many did he think actually knew that there was a vicious virus affected one of the biggest pork producing areas in China, and he suspected that very few had any idea. All in all some scary information. I'll be staying off the pig brain for a while. (Here's the article from the Times: http://www.nytimes.com/2007/08/16/business/worldbusiness/16pigs.html).

We also talked the role of Confucius in Chinese society. I was surprised that when visiting Qufu (Confucius' hometown) and areas around Shandong province there were so many temples dedicated to worshiping him. Confucius himself was a philosopher, not a religious person by any means. He never postulated any deities or gave any indication that he himself believed in a god. The way he is followed, however, is almost likened to making offerings at a Buddhist shrine.

What Confucius did was create a mildly successful social order that (depending on whom you talk to) had a limited impact on shaping modern China. It should be noted that Mao targeted Confucianism (among other philosophies and religions) as an outdated way of thinking and destroyed numbers of Confucian temples. I equated Confucius worship with that of Marx saying that each were respectively equally influential in their times and certainly moved Chinese society in a different direction. I argued that it would be preposterous though for me to go to a temple and make an offering or pray to a Karl Marx statue. In many ways though, Confucius is the founder of an emergent China in the middle ages and Marx is the founder of a modern China that has become emergent within the last century. Confucius lived around 2,500 years ago; will there be a Marx temple in China in another 2,400 years?

at tai'an

So we've arrived in Tai'an, home of the Tai Miao and Taishan, respectively the holiest sites of Taoism. Tomorrow we'll hit up the sites and afterwards make our way to Qufu. I managed to get the 280 kuai hotel room down to 150. The clerk actually accepted my offer quicker than I had expected, which also makes me believe I could have gotten it down even further. It's a nice room and perhaps one of the best I've stayed in China, and for 150 split between Simon and I, it's not a bad deal.

Qingdao was a unique city within China with regards to the architecture and the city itself. But more on that later. Out of the wangba and into the fire.

QD

Have arrived in Qingdao after a 40 hour train ride and trying to find the hostel where we're staying. It is pouring and has been constantly since we arrived. More later

august

It's the lull of the summer here in Nanchong. Students are gone, shops are closed, and restaurants are few and far between. If I want to eat I essentially have to go downtown, which isn't too much of a hassle considering how much time I spend down there anyway. But with the heat and the scarcity of transportation it's become difficult to get around. I'm glad I only have a few more days until I leave for Shandong province. There's still some more shopping I have to get done before I leave, namely I need some sandals. From what I hear though the beaches in Shandong are on par with those of a grotty Delaware public beach with seaweed and pebbles everywhere. There's going to be an international beer festival at the same time and Simon and I will be arriving for the 'opening ceremonies' or whatever that means. (Tsingtao - the beer available in the US is the same as Qingdao - the city where we'll be going. Tsingtao is the old Wade-Giles Romanicized version of the Chinese)

I should have made some posts during summer project. In retrospect it was a good two weeks. 15 days total, 14 days of teaching. Three hours a day + two lectures and afternoon tutoring. Rigorous and tiring, yes, but I feel like a better teacher now. I worked with Sarah and we team taught every day except for one when she got sick after some hotpot and I taught all three hours. We were a great team and worked well together sharing the explanations and class time equally. The lesson plans alone that we compiled for the task are priceless. It got shaky the last couple days when the students (and ourselves) got tired and the novelty of having two foreign teachers bouncing around at 8:30 AM everyday started to wear off.

Sarah and I had class 3 students (Class 1 being the best up to class 6) according to an introductory oral exam given by the PC volunteers. Anyone could come to the two week program that wanted to and tuition prices ranged from 300 for students to 800 for full-time teachers. Most of our 19 students in class 3 were students though we had seven teachers as well. Interestingly enough, classes four, five, and six had higher ratios of teachers to students than classes one, two, and three. The levels of class six were as low as you could imagine, sometimes unable to answer simple questions like, "Where will you go this summer?" or "Are you a teacher or a student?"

How do they teach if they can't answer these simple questions? It's actually quite simple. They come in, read a lesson from a book, have the students answer supplementary questions, and that's it. It's a classroom format that would never fly in the US, but works surprisingly well given the nature of the education system in China. Dull and uninteresting, but effective. I think back to the teachers who taught English in Chile who probably had an equal level of proficiency compared to the teachers in class six at summer project. Had my teacher friends tried to come in and read from a book it never would have worked. The Chilean education system is too close to ours where students interact and actively engage the teacher. Questions are asked, answered, and there is very little rote memorization in the form of recitation etc... It's much more difficult to be a low level language teacher in Chile than in China.