Post by Chips Downe on Sept 22, 2005 20:53:14 GMT 7
Hi. I'm new here, but not new in China...anyway I used to think it was maybe that my student friends...i.e. the ones that offered to go shopping for me, or with me...
either came from the farm and were less familiar with downtown than me (yeah, in the end I'd be like "just follow me ok! I'll tell you when to translate!") or
came from the farm and were too poor to understand even the Chinese versions of Western food...
Is 'pure milk' what I think it is...i.e., what's known in Sydney as...'milk' ?
I'm also a yogurt eater in Sydney...and equally mystified by this "sour milk" crap. If I could buy 'sour' anything in China I'd be thrilled...and I speak as someone who endured a winter in Neimengu (-40...ice-creams on the footpath..and fish too come to think of it...)
Is 'sour milk' really supposed to be yogurt?
Is it like 'brother/sister' (friend) or 'friend' (someone who can be useful to you) ?
Where do they get these translations?
Can anyone advise - is it possible to buy, ahem, pure milk (as in, unsugared) or sour milk (as in yogurt, real, unsweetened yogurt that doesn't taste weird with cucumbers and mint)?
once again, a curmudgeonly, "hello"
(well, ok...yesterday I went to my first English corner' in years...it's in my contract, but, to be different and let's face it, to fool me, here they've decided to call it English Island...yeah, English English isn't good enough for them...but I bet I'm not the only one to have signed a contract written in Chinglish...as well as English Island, according to the contract, I have 'Focus Listening' (?)and 'Other Training Courses' every week...
well, I'm not a trouble-maker...tonight I requested and got, a DVD, after politely agreeing to take the extra classes since the new American teacher who was expected bailed out...but it's still 2 hours short of the contracted 16...I don't really see how I could have refuse anyway...)
Sorry...baijiu!
English corner, 2 uncomfortable hours of their bad English and inappropriate personal questions...7-9 pm. Some were enthusiastic so I mentioned that I hadn't eaten and couldn't read a menu...hell I hinted and in the end I invited...but no takers. (Yeah, the questions I'd talk about are probably inappropriate for China, but the questions they ask are inappropriate for a Westerner...yet they really want to learn 'Western Culture" (No, I won't be going home to spend Christmas with my family...they're mostly dead from cancer or suicide and I'm not a Christian anymore...haven't been since I was about 12 !) What can we do? (Any suggestions?)
Any other Sydneysiders out there? Now I say, listen, Sydney is modern, it's like, 2005, you can do what you want, that's Sydney culture...one in three Sydneysiders was born overseas so we don't all follow the same traditions, in fact f*ck tradition, that's why we're rich and successful!
But hey! I'm not Dashan, but after 2 hours of Chinglish and sweating, I go by myself to a new restaurant and spend 2 hours speaking Chinese (my Chinese is sh*t but I,,,,I,,,have taken the trouble to learn a little Chinese culture...). I end up sharing a meal, sharing dishes with Hui people (yeah, hats and all) and going home with three phone numbers of people who want to make friends with me...one has about as much English as my Chinese. That's apart from the manager and the waiters who were also lovely!
They even wrote down the name of a fabulous Chicken dish for me in Chinese...THEY UNDERTOOD MY CHINESE!!!
Is it because they were men?
Jeez, give me Chinese men any day!
This afternoon before going to a new shop for photocopies for my class tomorrow, I checked the page where my friendly student wrote in pinyin, and memorised it..
I went to the shop, flourished the original and when one of them finally got up from the TV and walked over, said "san shi fu yin" (maybe xie xie...)
Without a word or a smile, she turned on the machine and eventually thrust ONE copy at me. (As they always do...I'm a Western teacher...I always want photcopies, and I always get sh*t...same with photographers...are people in these shops trained to be especially unhelpful to foreigners?)
It's a separate thread, but, dui bu dui, Chinese women don't listen do they? They just like to talk...they want us to listen to them...that's why the want 'Oral English' classes...they don't want to learn, they just want someone to listen to them talking.
Ever try to get a discussion going in China by initiating a topic and not get contradicted? (I don't argue anymore...ok, there's no plural for the word 'wall'...ok, the Japanese never went to Nanjing...I used to go home and write them down...I have acollection somewhere...what's the point of arguing...logic escapes them, facts are irrelevant, and, in the end, I guess, they pay...)
Ever know a Chinese to give an opinion first?
Well, I'm drunk but I'm ok...I've trained a few...students from a school 2 years back for example, actually take a 2 hour bus ride to spend the weekend with me...and I also see students from last year and from my part-time jobs... I can and do make good friend here, just rarely in my (mainly female) classes.
either came from the farm and were less familiar with downtown than me (yeah, in the end I'd be like "just follow me ok! I'll tell you when to translate!") or
came from the farm and were too poor to understand even the Chinese versions of Western food...
Is 'pure milk' what I think it is...i.e., what's known in Sydney as...'milk' ?
I'm also a yogurt eater in Sydney...and equally mystified by this "sour milk" crap. If I could buy 'sour' anything in China I'd be thrilled...and I speak as someone who endured a winter in Neimengu (-40...ice-creams on the footpath..and fish too come to think of it...)
Is 'sour milk' really supposed to be yogurt?
Is it like 'brother/sister' (friend) or 'friend' (someone who can be useful to you) ?
Where do they get these translations?
Can anyone advise - is it possible to buy, ahem, pure milk (as in, unsugared) or sour milk (as in yogurt, real, unsweetened yogurt that doesn't taste weird with cucumbers and mint)?
once again, a curmudgeonly, "hello"
(well, ok...yesterday I went to my first English corner' in years...it's in my contract, but, to be different and let's face it, to fool me, here they've decided to call it English Island...yeah, English English isn't good enough for them...but I bet I'm not the only one to have signed a contract written in Chinglish...as well as English Island, according to the contract, I have 'Focus Listening' (?)and 'Other Training Courses' every week...
well, I'm not a trouble-maker...tonight I requested and got, a DVD, after politely agreeing to take the extra classes since the new American teacher who was expected bailed out...but it's still 2 hours short of the contracted 16...I don't really see how I could have refuse anyway...)
Sorry...baijiu!
English corner, 2 uncomfortable hours of their bad English and inappropriate personal questions...7-9 pm. Some were enthusiastic so I mentioned that I hadn't eaten and couldn't read a menu...hell I hinted and in the end I invited...but no takers. (Yeah, the questions I'd talk about are probably inappropriate for China, but the questions they ask are inappropriate for a Westerner...yet they really want to learn 'Western Culture" (No, I won't be going home to spend Christmas with my family...they're mostly dead from cancer or suicide and I'm not a Christian anymore...haven't been since I was about 12 !) What can we do? (Any suggestions?)
Any other Sydneysiders out there? Now I say, listen, Sydney is modern, it's like, 2005, you can do what you want, that's Sydney culture...one in three Sydneysiders was born overseas so we don't all follow the same traditions, in fact f*ck tradition, that's why we're rich and successful!
But hey! I'm not Dashan, but after 2 hours of Chinglish and sweating, I go by myself to a new restaurant and spend 2 hours speaking Chinese (my Chinese is sh*t but I,,,,I,,,have taken the trouble to learn a little Chinese culture...). I end up sharing a meal, sharing dishes with Hui people (yeah, hats and all) and going home with three phone numbers of people who want to make friends with me...one has about as much English as my Chinese. That's apart from the manager and the waiters who were also lovely!
They even wrote down the name of a fabulous Chicken dish for me in Chinese...THEY UNDERTOOD MY CHINESE!!!
Is it because they were men?
Jeez, give me Chinese men any day!
This afternoon before going to a new shop for photocopies for my class tomorrow, I checked the page where my friendly student wrote in pinyin, and memorised it..
I went to the shop, flourished the original and when one of them finally got up from the TV and walked over, said "san shi fu yin" (maybe xie xie...)
Without a word or a smile, she turned on the machine and eventually thrust ONE copy at me. (As they always do...I'm a Western teacher...I always want photcopies, and I always get sh*t...same with photographers...are people in these shops trained to be especially unhelpful to foreigners?)
It's a separate thread, but, dui bu dui, Chinese women don't listen do they? They just like to talk...they want us to listen to them...that's why the want 'Oral English' classes...they don't want to learn, they just want someone to listen to them talking.
Ever try to get a discussion going in China by initiating a topic and not get contradicted? (I don't argue anymore...ok, there's no plural for the word 'wall'...ok, the Japanese never went to Nanjing...I used to go home and write them down...I have acollection somewhere...what's the point of arguing...logic escapes them, facts are irrelevant, and, in the end, I guess, they pay...)
Ever know a Chinese to give an opinion first?
Well, I'm drunk but I'm ok...I've trained a few...students from a school 2 years back for example, actually take a 2 hour bus ride to spend the weekend with me...and I also see students from last year and from my part-time jobs... I can and do make good friend here, just rarely in my (mainly female) classes.