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Nihao everyone! I’m one of the interns, but I thought I’d also share a post with you guys. I love all of the students so much. They are so energetic and friendly, and I’m so happy to be apart of their experience here. It’s been really fun to hear their stories and remember some of my own previous adventures in Beijing.
I love everything about Beijing. The people here are unbelievably warm and welcoming to foreigners. One of my favorite stories is when we all went to Taoranting Park, an old Chinese woman approached Zachary and was talking with him for a while when he came over and asked me, “What does ‘Dao wo jia’ mean?” “She’s inviting you over to her house?!” I said. And sure enough, as we were talking, she started to draw a map. He asked if he could bring his host brother, and she said sure. You just don’t see that in America.
There are other things you just don’t see in America, too. Whether it’s corn ice cream, ostrich meat on a stick, a huddle of Chinese crowding a game of chess on the sidewalk, or just a ridiculous number of bikes everywhere, it doesn’t seem strange anymore to think that even daylight here is different from back (at our other) home. It’s the most wonderful feeling, despite being on the other half of the world, to feel so at home.