It is 12:32am(middle night), last week of 2008. I am surrounded by the sentimental songs by Teresa Deng. The discs were uploaded to my computer on boxing day by Dong Yi, my friend, a famous Chinese zither player.I can’t indulge myself in such artificial emotional lost. Beside the table night, I know how lucky we are and there is an outstanding homework yet to be complete for sichuan children.
How are you getting on now? Sichuan Children?
My memory was replayed to my visit Oct 2008.
Day 1 - I arrived from Kunming to Chengdu airport. Due to the airpollution, I had my nose infected and had roblem in breathing. Got tempture in the airplane. On arrival, I had no engegy to wait for taxi. On that moment, a local “black”(unlicensed) taxi driver dragged my luggage to his car, I kind of followed him without engery to think more. After he loaded my stuff in the boots, he made a call saying: “hurry up, the guest wants to go to … road… forstar hotel. ” By saying that he also opened the door to let me into the car. eh…. no, stinky dog smell in the car, filthy old carpet. All of sudden, I felt so unsecure.
All my luxury property was my computer, which is beside me all the time in my handbag. Immediately he locked the car door and disappear without saying anything to me. Gosh, in one minute, robber, hollogan, all the bad words came into my mind. I started wondering how I am going to. I tried to copy his car registration number. I opened the door, the back boots is locked. I looked around and attmpted to call for police. However, I didn’t see any soul at that moment. I went in to the car again, trying to find something in his front seat. Ah, my eyes are getting glittering. Car Keys. Then after two second, by looking the worn out key set, my instinction told me that might be a set of false keys. Anyhow,since I didn’t find anything else, at least this key has his finger print. Why not to try to open it. I tried very hard without any progress to open the boots. At that moment, I saw a middle aged man was about to open his own car. Approaching him, I asked very poliot and carefully for a faour. Without hesitate, he had thought it was my car and came out to help me. He gave it a coulple of try…. at the end, the boot was open.. brilliant. I keep thanking him. I moved my luggage out immediately. After I placed the car key back to the steering, I escaped immediately from the crime scene. I’ve heard a man’s vocie: yii… where is the luggage?” I looked back, the man was shocked when he saw the missing luggage. I waved to him at a distance…… sorry….. I have to go….. Poor next passenger was placed by him, and new passenger’s luggage in the boot too…. maybe he had to wait for another hour for him to filling in the car with another three passengers, each of them will pay him a full ammount. He started to swear to me. But who cares, I was lucky to escape. Maybe he never thought that I am holding a full UK driving license, although I looked quite weak on that day.
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Master Class in PinWu Secondary School
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happy mood
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Safe Class?
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front door
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Our Bed
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Breakfast
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Debris
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“Sunglasses” for the classroom
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Rubbish Collector
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witness
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Memoir Candle
Day 2- Seeing Doctor and meeting Andrew - from 1kg, friend and Mr. Xie’s team ( from hubei, honghu)
Day 3 - To Pingwu- meeting school officials
A business friend arranged his driver to pick us up.
Day 4- Master Classes to Students
Day 5 - Talking to Teachers - to Mianzhu - Hanwang
Day 6- Deyang -
Day 7 - Dujiangyan
Day 8 - Chengdu - …. back to Beijing
Posted on December 29th, 2008 by wendywu
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