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The Great Wall of Whiner
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Ok that BEEP is real silly.
poo-see willow. |
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johntpartee
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AnotherExpat
Joined: 14 Oct 2010
Posts: 19
Location: Hebei, China
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| Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 12:37 pm Post subject: |
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Euh... My (only) gift was:
Not getting invited to the school's celebration of the teachers day.
When I addressed the teacher that's responsible for the foreigners (me...), I was told: "I didn't know whether the headmaster would allow me to invite you or not."
Bang, just like that. 
However... I still was told by my students earlier that day and peaked through a window for like 15 minutes (no BS) to see my favorites doing some breakdance act. So I guess my gift was a fun little adventure in which I got my covert-ops and stalking skills up a bit.
(I used a ladder which was lying around not too far away... Get this...
Once again, no BS. And I'm the only foreign teacher at the school...)
Isn't that just a sad, sad story... Way more sad than kitties dying and stuff? |
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Guerciotti
Joined: 13 Feb 2009
Posts: 842
Location: In a sleazy bar killing all the bad guys.
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| Posted: Mon Oct 18, 2010 1:32 pm Post subject: |
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| AnotherExpat wrote: |
Euh... My (only) gift was:
Not getting invited to the school's celebration of the teachers day.
When I addressed the teacher that's responsible for the foreigners (me...), I was told: "I didn't know whether the headmaster would allow me to invite you or not."
Bang, just like that.
However... I still was told by my students earlier that day and peaked through a window for like 15 minutes (no BS) to see my favorites doing some breakdance act. So I guess my gift was a fun little adventure in which I got my covert-ops and stalking skills up a bit.
(I used a ladder which was lying around not too far away... Get this...
Once again, no BS. And I'm the only foreign teacher at the school...)
Isn't that just a sad, sad story... Way more sad than kitties dying and stuff? |
Sir, surely you jest. No rational man casually makes light of the untimely death of a juvenile cat. |
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AnotherExpat
Joined: 14 Oct 2010
Posts: 19
Location: Hebei, China
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| Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 5:40 pm Post subject: |
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| Guerciotti wrote: |
| Sir, surely you jest. No rational man casually makes light of the untimely death of a juvenile cat. |
Wow I can answer to that one without thinking:
2010/10/14 - A tiny, lost county somewhere between tier-2 / tier-3 cities, 'proximately 3 hrs from Beijing, where people work from Monday - Sunday and students go to school from Monday - Sunday, where no KFC is found in a radius of 50km, where no Mayonnaise is sold and where old people look torn and rough and rarely smile.
Weather: Cold, cloudy, foggy.
Scene: In front of a dormitory, which is as sad as the description of place and weather.
Cast: A cook from the canteen, a juvenile cat, me.
I come back from grocery shopping, see the juvenile cat which crouches with it's last powers to a bush. A suspicious looking cook steps besides me, smoking a cigarette, and follows my gaze. He notices the cat and says:
"Ta wan le." He finds me looking puzzled since I've, at that moment, just found out about a new way of using the word "wan".
So he clarifies it by saying: "Ta si la."
It wasn't dead (then), but later he proved to be right.
He went back to cooking meals then and so did I.
However... The cook didn't seem sad, affected or touched.
The day after that, I was given a small kitten by a friendly shop owner.
(No BS...)
That was one of those days where I asked myself a lotta deep questions about life and reminisced about my childhood back at my mama house and thought of the universe and bla...
However... The morale, I guess, is sometimes people don't give a crap about kitties and sometimes they do.
And - Sometimes you get a kitty for free if you buy a lot of stuff at the same place.
And - Do your research about the location before signing contracts.
(I'm aware of the fact that you most likely haven't been serious. I'm just bored and wanted to share that story. Thanks for listening. )  |
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Guerciotti
Joined: 13 Feb 2009
Posts: 842
Location: In a sleazy bar killing all the bad guys.
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| Posted: Tue Oct 19, 2010 6:07 pm Post subject: |
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| AnotherExpat wrote: |
| Guerciotti wrote: |
| Sir, surely you jest. No rational man casually makes light of the untimely death of a juvenile cat. |
Wow I can answer to that one without thinking:
2010/10/14 - A tiny, lost county somewhere between tier-2 / tier-3 cities, 'proximately 3 hrs from Beijing, where people work from Monday - Sunday and students go to school from Monday - Sunday, where no KFC is found in a radius of 50km, where no Mayonnaise is sold and where old people look torn and rough and rarely smile.
Weather: Cold, cloudy, foggy.
Scene: In front of a dormitory, which is as sad as the description of place and weather.
Cast: A cook from the canteen, a juvenile cat, me.
I come back from grocery shopping, see the juvenile cat which crouches with it's last powers to a bush. A suspicious looking cook steps besides me, smoking a cigarette, and follows my gaze. He notices the cat and says:
"Ta wan le." He finds me looking puzzled since I've, at that moment, just found out about a new way of using the word "wan".
So he clarifies it by saying: "Ta si la."
It wasn't dead (then), but later he proved to be right.
He went back to cooking meals then and so did I.
However... The cook didn't seem sad, affected or touched.
The day after that, I was given a small kitten by a friendly shop owner.
(No BS...)
That was one of those days where I asked myself a lotta deep questions about life and reminisced about my childhood back at my mama house and thought of the universe and bla...
However... The morale, I guess, is sometimes people don't give a crap about kitties and sometimes they do.
And - Sometimes you get a kitty for free if you buy a lot of stuff at the same place.
And - Do your research about the location before signing contracts.
(I'm aware of the fact that you most likely haven't been serious. I'm just bored and wanted to share that story. Thanks for listening. ) |
Touche, Sir. Great story. Gives new meaning to "here, kitty kitty!!"
Yea, I posted for no particular reason.
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