All China, All the Time

It's been a rough couple weeks, since the Tibet situation began, at Chez Figcookies. I've been grieving the fact that we will not be going to Tibet for our honeymoon as well as having to deal with the rising anti-American sentiment on campus. So far the sentiment's been limited to people talking about me and bashing the States, as if I don't know what they're saying, and students asking me why Americans love war and guns, and not believing me when I say not all do.

But I know that it's not going to get any better before we leave (two months from today's my last class!). I'm not, and have never been, thick skinned, so the meanness of the teachers, whether it be in the break room (I stopped going a couple weeks ago) or on the school bus, as well as the students sniggering about how fat I am has been really hard for me as of late.

And because our friends are so busy with their teaching gigs at our old school, the reminders of why we love China are fading fast.

I have decided that the next time a student asks me if I find it difficult living in China, I will finally answer honestly and say “Yes and not for the reasons you think.”

Interesting reads from today's NYTimes.
China's Loyal Youth
Don't Know Much About Tibetan History