Many apologies for not writing for a few days; I knew my furious blogging pace would sooner or later decrease a bit or more. It decreased sooner and more.
In any case, the last few days of been pretty okay. I took my first test today, and it was surprisingly easy. My oral presentation also went decently. I know at least that, during the rehearsal, the teacher watching me practice said my tones were excellent and my pronunciation perfect and very Chinese-like.
Yesterday I ate at the Muslim Restaurant (which is it's name in Chinese) for the first time. The propietors and waiters are all, indeed, actually Uighurs. I ate some delicious roast mutton there, but today I've been having a few stomach issues and am inclined to blame the sheep (or, more accurately, those cooking the sheep).
Today I met my Chinese family, a mama and a didi (little brother), which I share which a classmate from Berkeley. My Zhongguo mama is a professor of international business. They and the Berkleyite spoke at length about basketball, about which I know next to nothing in English, much less Chinese. Oh well. The list of languages I study always impresses and is a fine conversation topic; Chinese people always are surprised that I've studied Tibetan (so are my classmates, generally), and my mama and didi were no different.
Now I'm going to watch soccer, a sport for which I am slowly gaining an appreciation, for the athleticism it requires if nothing else.
Friday, June 18, 2010
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