I’m thankful to have had a good week with my classes. We’re reading Anne Frank’s diary and discussing it in class. The students ‘ discussions are good and they make excellent points and ask each other thoughtful questions.
Tonight three friends and I went to the only Irish pub in Jinan. I had “bangers and mash” — for the first time since we don’t call sausages “bangers: and my family never had sausages and mashed potatoes as a meal. It wasn’t bad, but the pub, which is in a mall, has more of a family restaurant feel.
The week has been rough in other ways. With three teachers arriving about three weeks late, the start of the semester has been quite rocky. It’s been very difficult for them to settle in. China isn’t at all what they’ve expected.
On top of that the ESL Director came to visit this week, to make sure all was well with the newcomers. Well, it wasn’t and there’s been a lot of stress as he’s not authorized to spend extra money to provide better housing or what have you. In addition, there’s some problems with the curriculum with the other Chinese school. The stress got to him. He’s wound up in the hospital with a cerebral hemorrhage. He’s had some memory loss and can’t read. It sounds like it’ll be a while before he can leave the hospital and go back home.