Finally, I’ve added photos to show our experience in Oaxaca of brave people seeking justice and opportunity. This piece is long, but much happened. Aloha, Renée
Bystanders to a Revolution
You probably don’t know about the months of mainly peaceful protests starting in May 2006 against the Oaxacan government, the murder of N.Y. independent photojournalist Brad Will as he filmed Mexican government officials shooting at unarmed citizen protesters in Oaxaca, Mexico, or the torture and disappearance of countless Mexican citizens. Mainstream U.S. media barely mentioned what began as another teachers’ strike in May 2006. My family and I, however, were in Oaxaca, the beautiful colonial city and capital of the Mexican state of Oaxaca in the south of the country and saw what happened.
In August 2006 as my husband and I were about to leave for Mexico, the U.S. State Department issued a warning against travel to Oaxaca, Mexico— home to 16 indigenous peoples where we’d arranged to live, study Spanish, and learn about the culture. With leaves from our jobs, a good…
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We’ve gotten several questions about how Barry and I are doing in Shanghai. So on the assumption that many of you are like quiet students and want to know too, here are the questions–and answers.
What are the temperatures?
In February and now the beginning of March, the temperatures are in the 30’s and sometimes in the 40’s; it is also wet. I do wonder sometimes what am I doing here — like Tuesday morning when I got up in the dark to catch the 7 am bus for my classes. But the experience is fun and challenging. We’ve read the best time to be in Shanghai is between March and May. The trees are already budding.
Movie theaters do play many films in English, but Barry and I think they are too expensive when we can get Netflix 🙂 and stay home and be warm. My students watch lots of movies in English.
You would be shocked about how free the Chinese people are in most ways as far as we can see. They are constrained by fierce competition of the billion more people here than in the U.S. So far, we haven’t found a topic that we can’t talk about here.
The first weekend, we went to Lin’an to see everyone and to collect our long underwear, winter coats, and boots, which we needed desperately. It was wonderful to see everyone–many of my favorite students, the other teachers, including the new Israeli couple Ruth and Danny, who are in Barry’s and my old apartment and let us stay with them; they seem like old friends.
We feel we are living in parallel universes: one on Maui, one in China, and one on the U.S. Mainland. Oh yes, Oaxaca too . . .All have people we love.
What’s your apartment in Shanghai like?
Surprisingly, our apartment is quiet. Although we’re in the middle of 21 million people, occasionally we hear birds chirping, classical music coming from the corner apartment that also has window plants growing even now in the winter, and sometimes a neighbor singing Chinese opera.
Do you have an office on campus?
How long will you be staying in China this time?
We’ll here until May 13. I will be teaching only nine weeks. Then we will travel in China before flying out to St. Louis where much of my family lives.
I hope that the 70 papers to be graded didn’t need to be graded before the next days classes.
Although I’m grumbling about the 70 papers, I teach only two days a week, so getting the assignments back quickly won’t be a problem. This week, I had the Thursday assignments marked and graded by Saturday, and I don’t meet the students again until Tuesday morning. Being here is a wonderful opportunity. It’s much less grading than I did at UHMC!
I can only imagine that you and Barry are picking up some basic Chinese as well so that you can communicate in both your classroom and in your day-to-day interactions with the Chinese.
Thank you for having such great faith in our language abilities. Although I went to Chinese classes for much of last year where we were to learn vocabulary, writing in pinyin and by the end of the year characters, reading, and speaking, I was always behind. The other Mandarin learners, full-time students, were in class six-hours a day. I was able to get to class six hours a week, and I didn’t study much. My excuse was I was teaching. This week in class, a new student spoke to me in Mandarin; I had no clue what he said. So in my classes, the students must speak English. Barry and I can say a few things, but Ruth and Danny, the Israeli couple who are now at ZAFU, have a tutor and focus on useful oral phrases. They have been here only five months but can say things I can’t. However another teacher, Becky has been going to the ZAFU Mandarin classes for two and a half years; she was always behind because of teaching, but struggled on and studied; she can now read, write, and speak enough to travel in China on her own! Although we would like to come back, Barry and I don’t plan on being here for long stretches (and I’m a bit lazy), but I would like to be functional.
Do many speak any English at all?
At ZAFU last year and SNU this year, all the students, not just the English majors, needed to pass an English test to get in to the university. Can you imagine if all our UHMC students had to pass a foreign language test to get in? We would not have overcrowded classrooms nor a need for lecturers :).
What are the age groups of those you are teaching?
Students take important tests at the end of their high school years that determine which colleges and what majors they may pursue. I’m teaching sophomores, so they are 19 & 20. Last year, I had one man, Tom, who remembers as a child catching little fish that helped his family survive during the years of much want in China. Tom is 65, teaches English, and audited one of my Oral English classes. Every other student was between 19 and 21.
Have you discovered great things to do in Shanghai?
Look up <SmartShanghai.com> for what to do and where to go here. We know YoYo Ma and Divo are coming to Shanghai, but the cheapest tickets that Barry could find were $140 each, and we wouldn’t get to select our seats, just the area. Do you think we can be volunteer ushers at the Shanghai Opera? We may just have to wander through the parks and listen to the public music, which is a lovely option.
Have you been going to the Old City? That’s my favorite place in Shanghai, that tea house on the crooked bridge. Dont’ know what it’s like there any more.
We were in the Old City in June, and we will be back. It was crowded though, but next time, we will look for the tea-house on the crooked bridge.
Have you been going down to Nanjing Road just to be a part of the human sea?
We were there about four hours Saturday night with my ZAFU student, Jane, who is from Shanghai and doing a four-month internship here as part of her program. We took the clean, efficient Metro that has signs in both Mandarin and English to met Jane in People’s Park, where some groups waltzed to stately music, some argued (perhaps politics or my students say they are talking about stocks!), and some lovers sat and kissed on isolated benches. One older Chinese guy said in perfect English, “Haven’t I met you somewhere?” Then he laughed, “Just kidding.” We floated with the stream of thousands it seemed from People’s Park down Nanjing Road to the Bund. Vendors tried to get us to buy everything from Gucci bags and Rolex watches to glowing wheels that clamp on your shoes to make them into skates. Almost everyone we saw was young and Chinese. Many carried fancy bags of their latest purchases. Even in their winter wear, we could see they were fashionable and had cool haircuts; everyone had a cell phone, probably an iPhone. The shops and restaurants were packed–even the Apple Store. Barry moaned about not buying Apple when the shares were $20 each, not the $500 + for each share today!
We’ve also wandered the French Concession, an area of European architecture from the 1920’s and 30’s, and now a place of up-scale shops, restaurants, and night spots.
At the Fuxing Park in the French Consession, we found
Where in Shanghai is your school? How far is it from the Bund?
The main campus of Shanghai Normal University is in SW Shanghai near the South Bus Station and the Shanghai South Train Station. We can catch a bus or walk about 15 minutes to the Shanghai Metro Line 1 –red line—subway. For a little more than a dollar round-trip, we are a quick seven stops from People’s Park.
How’s the air? Is it smoky with people trying to stay warm?
We’ve heard the pollution is terrible here, but so far, that is not our experience. When we came to teach last year, we arrived in time for the 2010 Shanghai Expo. The sky was a bright blue the four days we were here. Then we came again in June, 2011; it was rainy, but our eyes didn’t hurt or our lungs burn in any way. Now it is cold and often rainy, so the sky is gray and foggy more than polluted at least where we are. Further outside Shanghai where the factories are is likely to be polluted. As for the smoking, in fact the restaurants now are no-smoking, and the people seem to be respecting the ban here although they weren’t when we left Lin’an last July.
What courses are you teaching?
I’m teaching two classes of English Writing for Tourism Management. I have 35 students in each class, and each class meets with me twice a week. And for that, I get a round-trip ticket from the U.S., a nice furnished apartment with utilities, and a salary! Besides, we get to be in one of the most vibrant cities in the world!
Do you live on campus? What neighborhood is your apartment in? Who is the owner?
We live about a 15 minute walk from the entrance of the main SNU campus on Guilin Road, in SW Shanghai. We are in a six-floor flat on the ground floor. We have a two bedroom, one bath nicely furnished apartment with a kitchen, and a solarium/laundry room. We haven’t met the owner.
Why don’t you hang out with your students after class (like you did at Lin’an)?
The SNU freshmen and sophomores live and have classes at the new Fengxian campus. It’s a 40-minute school bus ride from the in-town Xuhui campus. Many Chinese universities now, we are told, have campuses outside the cities; there the land isn’t expensive and the new students are less distracted by all the night-life of the city. In Lin’an, we lived in faculty housing right on campus, so we saw students whenever we walked out the door. But for SNU after my Thursday afternoon/evening classes, I have 10 minutes to walk across campus to catch the last teacher’s bus of the night back to near our apartment. However, I’m sure I’ll figure out a way to see those students who would like to meet with me. Barry met with one student for three hours last Thursday! We loved doing the movie night almost every Saturday last year for the ZAFU students who wanted to come. We won’t be able to do that here, but we will find other things to do.
What is the level of most of your students?
Not that I’m an expert in ESL now, but the students here and in Lin’an have been studying English in school for 10 years or so. They watch many movies in English and listen to English-speaking songs, T.V. shows, play video games in English, and read books written in English. They have writing problems similar to our English 22 or even English 100 students at UHMC: occasional irregular verb errors, faulty parallelism, much/many confusion—and not enough supporting detail! Often I forget they are second language learners. Someone may say, “I’ve been eating too many snakes lately,” and mean “snacks,” not “snakes.” One of my students just wrote, “I feel really thermal” in describing how her mom knits her warm sweaters for the winter. Students use British words: mum, brilliant, and maths, but those words are only “wrong” if you are American. Especially since I’m so challenged by Mandarin, I’m really impressed by their competence. I do include cultural concepts that I think could be useful for their business work or for their own lives. For instance because I feel it isn’t fair that the Chinese males are now responsible for all the material wealth of the family, last week I told about how in the U.S. it is almost essential for a family to have two wage earners and how couples now need to be a team rather than just relying on the male. The students listened politely, but I don’t think anyone changed his or her mind.
What materials are available to you?
Several times before I came, I asked what English Writing for Tourism Management should cover. I knew the title of my courses, and Liping sent me an example of what she does for another Tourism Management course, but I’ve been able to design the class myself. I assume that what would be useful for them would be a business writing class, so we are covering memos, electronic messages, bad news and persuasive letters, resume and cover letters for English speaking foreign companies, press releases, brochures, and focusing on cultural differences and how to minimize cultural misunderstanding. Derek Snyder pointed me to two good business writing books on the share shelves in our UHMC office; they are helpful. The Shanghai interns at the Makena Resort gathered a few pieces of writing that I can use as examples too. I hope the class will be useful for the students and improve their English writing skills too.
So we are doing well here. We’re looking forward to getting to know the students and Shanghai better and enjoying spring and travel in China.
What is Johnny doing?
At the end of January, Johnny flew out with Captain Rob. Johnny is now the crew on Captain Rob’s 45′ sailboat. A couple of days ago, they were on Lola Island in the Solomon Islands, know as the site where JFK’s PT boat was hit by a Japanese destroyer. The islands previously were also known for cannibalism. Now the Solomons are known for beautiful coral reefs, great surfing, and friendly people.
Go to <http://www.sailblogs.com/member/rose/?xjMsgID=210921> to find out what they are doing. John has long wanted to learn to sail, and he now has an incredible chance to learn with Rob.
Thanks to Sue, Joy, Kate, and San for the questions. What would you like to know? Greetings from Barry.
Aloha and zaì jiàn, Renée
Flat Stanley, according to the book, is a resourceful boy. After a bulletin board hung over his bed falls and unfortunately flattens him, Stanley started traveling the world (since he can easily fit in an envelop, which saves a lot on air fare). He makes the best of his difficult situation.
My great-nephew, Bryce, who is in 4th grade, mailed Flat Stanley to me, and I have been showing him Maui.
Here is Flat Stanley’s report to Bryce and his class.
One of the first places Flat Stanley saw was Tasty Crust.
Not too far away from Tasty Crust is Iao Valley. Locals go to Iao to swim in the cold water; tourists go to see the waterfalls and replica houses of the many ethnic groups who live here on Maui: Hawaiian, Filipino, Korean, Chinese, Japanese, Portuguese, and Western missionary.
Hiking is great on Maui.
Of course, you probably know that Maui is famous for its beaches. Maui has been voted “Best Island in the World” by Conte Nash Traveler readers for 17 years, so of course, Flat Stanley wanted to see the Pacific Ocean. Maui is about 3,000 miles from any continent, so there is a lot of ocean around it. Look on a map to see how far Hawaii is from the rest of the U.S. mainland and from Asia too.
Of course, Flat Stanley wanted to see a Maui sunset.
On another day, we rode upcountry (up the side of Haleakala, the volcano) and saw ranches and farms.
Flat Stanley spotted a very creative mailbox.
Flat Stanley has come with us, of course, to celebrate a few holidays. As usual, for instance, we went to the beach for our Thanksgiving dinner with friends.
Another day, we hiked the Maui Coastal Land Trust preserve. http://www.mauicoastallandtrust.org/ourwork.php
When we drove upcountry one Sunday to join our Quaker Friends in Eve’s Sacred Garden, Flat Stanley came too.
Flat Stanley comes to gatherings with friends.
Although 90% of our food and energy are imported from at least 3,000 miles away–so we really need to work on sustainability–we do have good locally grown fresh food.
Because the temperatures are very moderate on Maui, we feel it is winter when it rains–especially in Kihei where we live.
Since you go to a Catholic school, you might be interested in the churches here on Maui. The missionaries had a big impact on the culture and religion of the Hawaiians.
The church was the only Keanae building to survive the devastating tsunami of April 1, 1946.
Another interesting church is the octagon-sided Holy Ghost Catholic Church upcountry in Kula; it was built in 1875 by Portuguese immigrants who had come to work on the Maui sugar cane plantations.
Stanley wanted to see more of Maui, so we drove to Hana with friends. The road crosses 52 one-lane bridges through rain forests. The area is one of the wettest places on Earth.
Many tourists rush to get to Hana, but as with life, it is the journey that is important. We stopped to eat lunch and hike at Waikamoi Ridge, saw Keanae, took breaks to see waterfalls, and had a good time on our trip. We stayed in cabins at Wainapanapa State Park.
Although it rained a bit (we were in a rain forest), we got to hike, talk–and eat well. John was our excellent cook 🙂
Flat Stanley, Barry, and I got to spend another night. The next day we went to Hamoa Bay.
There’s windsurfing at Ho’okipa.
There’s much more to do on Maui. Hiking in Haleakala, paddling outrigger canoe, watching whales, going zip-lining . . . What do you like to do? Come do it here on Maui.
Come visit us.
Aloha, Flat Stanley and Aunt Renée
More of the Story: St. Louis, Chicago, Madison, Fountain City, Breckenridge, and Beyond–Traveling the U.S.
From August until the beginning of October last summer, Barry and I drove 7,000+ miles across the U.S. If you’ve been reading this blog, you know much of what we did. However, I’ve left out important experiences. Now you can know more of our story.
We saw loved family members, wonderful friends, and beautiful places.
Our first stop was St. Louis to see family. My sister, Trish, and her husband, Chuck, let Johnny, Barry, and me stay with them for over two weeks while we visited everyone and searched for a car.
The visit included celebrating several birthdays.
For the afternoon, John requested his favorite museum: the St. Louis City Museum, a great interactive place created from recycled materials. Check it out when you are in St. Louis: http://www.citymuseum.org/home.asp
Later, John’s celebration with his older cousin’s began.
On another day, music and dancing along St. Charles’ Front Street with family.
Besides having cute kids, our family also has cute dogs.
From St. Louis, we traveled north.
We also visited friends, old and new. We spent a couple of weeks in Chicago, one of my favorite places, first with Jeany in her house with wonderful garden on the north edge of the city, and then with Chris in her magnificent loft near Navy Pier. It’s fantastic to spend time with good friends.
With John and Sam, we experienced a Renaissance Fair in Wisconsin.
Then John flew to Vancouver to see friends and sail. Barry and I went on to Madison, Wisconsin, to visit friends Patty and Tom.
And we couldn’t be in Madison without being involved in a protest.
Next we were off to visit Servas hosts Joan and Jeff in Fountain City, Wisconsin. The town is small, picturesque, and right on the Mississippi River. Our hosts were Joan, a retired doctor now rescues injured raptors and is restoring a meadow and Jeff, a teacher who resisted the Vietnam draft.
The hawk had been hit by a car and can’t fly. Joan trains the hawk, so she can take the him to schools to educate children. Joan and Jeff have built separate muses for their two rescued birds.
Besides getting to learn about the raptors, we got to go kayaking with Joan and Jeff on the Mississippi River! Ever since I first read about Huckleberry Finn and Tom Sawyer, I’ve wanted to paddle down the Mississippi. I’m used to an out-rigger canoe, so for every stroke that Joan took and went straight, I took about four and zig-zagged. Mainly we were in the backwaters of the Mississippi, but when we got out into the channel, it felt choppy and much like the ocean can be. The whole experience was great!
I got to help Joan weed the meadow that she is working to return to native flowers.
As is often the case with Servas visits, we met interesting people and got to have interesting experiences.
Next after visiting a few more Servas hosts along the way, we stayed with our long-time friends Pam and Warren in Evergreen, Colorado.
Among other things, Pam is very involved in a no-kill animal shelter.
Of course, we hiked.
Barry and I caught up with other friends.
We stayed with Roy and Fran in Breckenridge; they treated us to yummy vegan food and great hikes. Elevation does make a difference.
Then further west, we met our next Servas family in Grand Junction. Everyone in the family is a scientist, so the house is filled with interesting collections. Felicie, a mom, geologist, and potter, is rewriting with her sister their mom’s 1990 edition of Geology of Utah. Amber just graduated with a degree in entomology; her favorite insect is a velvety ant. Among their many scientific books and magazines, they have a collection of National Geographic magazines dating from the 1940’s! A recent article on the collective society of weaver ants notes at if an ant dies of old age, it hasn’t been doing its job. We send our young people to war; they send their old ladies. Now that’s an idea we should consider.
Our drives through the Rockies were wonderful.
From the natural splendor of mountains and healthy living, our next unreported stop was Las Vegas–to visit family.
We couldn’t be in Las Vegas and not enjoy the show–
We survived buffets and poker, had fun, and then headed back east.
Our next previously unreported stop was to visit friends in Sedona. Kanela was John’s Hawaiian immersion teacher, Tim a writer for The Maui News. They now own Sedona Art Supply: http://sedonaartsupplies.com/. Their two sons are growing.
We stayed there a couple of nights and wondered if, as in A Night in the Museum, the displays would come alive at night. However, the paint brushes remained quiet, and everything seemed in its correct place each morning. Good art pieces and wise sayings decorate the walls.
Then onward to Santa Fe, New Mexico, another stop with a Servas host. We arrived at Ken’s 20-year-old intentional community just as the local Sierra Club was meeting to hear guest speaker Ray Powell, Planning Commissioner, speak.
The group impressed us with their activism and involvement.
Strolling through the local farmers’ market, we found treasures of color and smells.
We took our collections from the market back to Ken’s and had a feast.
Santa Fe also has a vibrant music scene. One night we went to the symphony.
The next night we saw Blues great Buddy Guy.
While we were in Santa Fe, we realized that we needed to get back to Maui soon. However, I still wanted to visit Mike and Erika, my brother and his wife, in Florida, so we zipped through Texas (very, very dry), Louisiana, (cotton growing), Mississippi (a blur), and on to Gainesville, Florida.
Seeing the beginning of fall colors along the way, we headed north. For the first time since he left Morehead University in 1966 to come to UH Manoa, Barry was back in Kentucky.
Although we had seen them in St. Louis, we spent a night during a busy week in Loveland, Ohio, with my nephew Paul and his great family, Wendy, Piper Lynn, and Cole. We had a great feast, and then in the morning after the others had left for school or work, Wendy gave us a tour of Loveland before she needed to get to school.
Then it was on to see our cousin Vanessa and her growing family in Bloomington, Indiana, with its great university and love of basketball.
Ryan, Vanessa, and Carsyn gave us a tour of the campus, where Vanessa works.
We visited Ashlyn at her school.
Similar to her mother, Elaine, Vanessa is a terrific cook. Vanessa shared family recipes. (I plan to pass some on to you in a future blog).
We zipped back through Springfield to see Elaine and Howard again and back to St. Louis where we saw all our family there and visited Elle and Bryce’s school to share some of our experiences in China. Then we were on the plane to Maui where we have many responsibilities and friends.
In our drive across the U.S., we saw beautiful places and met incredible people, but we saw that something must be done about our roads.
Why don’t we have a well-developed train system that would save gas and free our highways? These goods could and should be transported other ways. That was my only complaint.
We hope you too will travel to see family, friends, old and new, and wonderful places.
Bon voyage and Aloha, Renée
One of the fantastic things about being on the road involves the surprises. As we headed toward our next Servas host, we couldn’t help but notice motorcycles, of all types, on the road with us.
We found that our Servas host lives near Sturgis, South Dakota, the site of the annual Harley-Davidson Motorcycle Rally. This year was number 71.
These were not the Hell’s Angels of long ago. The riders acted considerately and safely.
These bikes were not for the down and out. In fact, many of the owners must be quite affluent.
One biker told me that her motorcycle jacket is heated. She and her husband talk via microphones–no more yelling into the wind!
As part of the rally, the bikers had great music concerts at night, and we saw bars with many parked bikes.
During the day, many took rides to enjoy the South Dakota and Wyoming open lands and sights.
One exciting event on Devil’s Tower was the 1941 parachute landing on the top. The landing was successful, but then it took about a week to find a way to get the guy down! 🙂
For more information about Devil’s Tower–and the current climbing opportunities, go to <http://www.nps.gov/deto/index.htm>.
Some of the bikers and we also went to nearby Mt. Rushmore.
For more information on Mt. Rushmore, go to <http://www.nps.gov/moru/index.htm>.
It wasn’t all bikers and sights, we saw animals too:
We were extremely close to a buffalo:
As always, we met interesting people too. During her first day of summer work at a local motel when she was 14, one young woman set her heart on owning a motel. When the owner’s son of the best motel in town didn’t ask her to marry him, she bought her own motel! Now at 24, she is running her motel and majoring in business at college.
Do you have plans for your summer vacation this year? Consider going to the 72nd Anniversary Sturgis Motorcycle Rally held this year from August 6-12, 2012: <http://www.sturgismotorcyclerally.com/>.
Everyone seemed to have a great time. You would too.
Harmony, Minnesota: Niagara Cave, Hiroshima/Nagasaki Memorial, Tea Party Members, Amish, Peace Activists, and Corn
We traveled on to Harmony, Minnesota, and found Harvey, our Servas host [http://servas.org/], and his great friend Benita. Harvey as well as his mom were born in this very farm house.
After graduating from high school, Harvey left Minnesota for decades.
We discovered surprises above and below ground in Harmony:
Above ground, we saw –
Harvey and Benita took us to see Sylvia, a wonderful, thought-provoking play (a main character is a talking dog). Although Harmony is very conservative politically, we had much in common with Harvey, who is a Quaker, and Benita, who introduced us to very nutritional chia seeds. Barry and I met our first Amish family. We also talked with a Tea Party neighbor.
Harmony has –
But Harmony has more than two crops:
It’s an area of Amish, with their buggies and crafted furniture, and many farms with aging owners.
Across the U.S., we were told, many of the young people don’t want to do the hard work and take the risks of staying on the farms. The children typically seek the excitement and opportunities of cities.
Harvey too left Harmony and among other things taught English in Helsinki for 25 years. He has traveled all over the world. His house is filled with evidence of his adventures.
Harvey and Benita also took us to Rochester for the Hiroshima/Nagasaki Remembrance.
We went to Harmony, a small town in the middle of corn and soy fields, and found a wonderful couple and much more than we’d expected. You should check out Harmony, Minnesota, too.
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Here’s an excerpt:
A New York City subway train holds 1,200 people. This blog was viewed about 7,100 times in 2011. If it were a NYC subway train, it would take about 6 trips to carry that many people.
Recently on a hot afternoon, Barry and I were surprised to find ourselves near Pluto.
We made our way from the Sun to Mercury, Venus, Earth, Mars, Jupiter, Saturn, Uranus, Neptune, and finally Pluto. (A mnemonic to help remember the planet order used to be: My very excellent mother just served us nine pizzas.
However in 2006, scientists reclassified Pluto as a dwarf planet, the second largest of over 40. Now the mnemonic can be- My very excellent mother just served us noodles).
Yes, it’s true: litter is swirling around the Earth–and the other planets.
You might wonder if we found evidence of life out there in our Solar System.
Our guide to our Solar System was Mike, my brother. Usually, he can be found in Gainesville, Florida, at UFL. Now he’s thinking of writing The Hitch-Hiker’s Guide to Our Solar System; a similar book has done very well.
Traveling such places has kept us far from computer access. As we make our way from the rock and ice mass of Pluto to go back home, we are thinking of you.
We hope all is well with you on Earth.
Aloha, Renee and Barry
We had a wonderful, eye-opening year at ZAFU, and the final months were no exception. As the Fall 2011 school begins there for another term, Barry and I are still on our way home to Maui to see friends and take care of business there. However, we were busy our last months in Lin’an.
Unlike the graduations in the U.S., the ZAFU students don’t have an official ceremony. Instead, some present a variety program and get to be on stage in their caps and gowns.
Some seniors rented graduation gowns and took photos with their friends. Many went out to eat with their friends and family.
We got invited to Amanda’s family party to see her off to Sydney, Australia. Her mom is going with her to make sure she is well cared for as Amanda seeks a job.
Amanda’s uncle, a former university teacher, now a stock broker, picked us up in a new Mercedes Benz. The uncle’s son was there too. He has been in a boarding school since he was five-years old with both Chinese and English teachers in order to prepare to go to university in England–Cambridge this fall. The other younger cousins are all on track to go to good universities too.
Besides the turtle selections 😦 , we were offered plenty of other tasty dishes. Amanda and her family are loving, hard-working, ambitious people. We’ve been happy to help Amanda improve her English skills.
We also got invited to Becky’s birthday party. This turned out to be a big event. Although Barry and I knew we were going to a barbecue, when we got to the ZAFU West Gate where we were to meet, we found we were to go by bus and many of Becky’s and Ryan’s students were coming too. They have been teaching at ZAFU for two years and know many students. Ryan had been cooking for much of the day.
The students were ready for a celebration; they wanted to be part of Becky’s birthday party and most had just finished their final exams.
Becky and Ryan shared potato salad, hamburgers, and hot dogs. Everyone had fun.
Barry and I said lots of goodbye and attended several end-of-the-year events such as the final Crazy English club meeting for the year.
We had our final Saturday movie night. After our movie discussion and cookies, we gave away our collected supply of movies including ones Patrick contributed, so everyone was able to take one home. Barry and I have really enjoyed this regular Saturday event as a great way to share cultural insights.
Other teachers invited us over to say goodbye.
Mark, the teacher from Pittsburgh, organized (and cooked like mad) for a goodbye party for the five of us foreign teachers leaving ZAFU. Morton got a job in Hangzhou; Sarah is leaving to organize her wedding; Sarah Jean will probably teach in South Korea, and Drew will return to school in the U.S. We all met at Cindy’s Pizza.
I got to have special goodbyes with special students.
We said goodbye to special people including –
We had a short, intense summer school session, so I got to say and extra goodbye to many of my wonderful students who I’ve taught during the year. In the three-hour sessions, I got to share topics close to my heart:
Travel — how to do it cheaply. Since many of these students will be able to travel the world, Barry and I wanted to give them hints.
Topic two was health:
Of course, the students had time to talk in these oral English classes:
The summer temperatures were high in these classrooms that have no air-conditioning. (One of the teachers said it got up to 113 degrees one afternoon). However, Barry and I had fun and will miss these terrific students.
The day before we left Lin’an, we finally got to meet the dean and his family in whose apartment we lived from August to March. They had been in Stockton, California, where Shane has been working on his Ph.D., his wife teaching Mandarin, and Zack going to a public elementary school.
Spending the school year at ZAFU has been a wonderful experience. You could do it too. Think about it. Zài Jiàn and Aloha, Renée
Sunday, August 21, 2011
Hi Everyone: You may or may not know, but at the end of the summer term at ZAFU, Barry and I flew from Shanghai to St. Louis on July 10. Since then, we have been having a wonderful time visiting family and friends, meeting great people through Servas, and traveling across the U.S. by car. Because I’ve wanted to finish the blogs I’d planned to do about our China experience (such as “The End of our ZAFU Year,” “Surprises We’ve Had by Living in China,” and “Let’s Get Cooking, China”), I’m getting further and further behind in sharing wonderful experiences we are having here in the U.S. So I’m going to jump to today, and as I have Internet connection and time, I’ll add other experiences, but they will not be in chronological order.
Since Wednesday, August 17, we have been staying with Roy and Fran in Breckenridge, Colorado. Barry and Roy knew each other from their swim team for Abraham Lincoln High School in Brooklyn, N.Y. He is an investment broker; Fran, his wife of many years has been a vegan since high school. We love coming here to stay in their beautiful home, explore the wonderful mountains, and learn new tasty vegan recipes.
Today is a great example of why we love to be here. We were up about 7 with the sun streaming in our windows. At 8, Roy and I headed off for a special yoga and hiking morning. We jeeped to the base of Crystal Mountain with Wendy, a mom, an interesting brother and sister team, David and Pat, from Massachusetts out to meet their new niece, Tracy, our cheerful yoga teacher, Roy, and me.
Where we parked the jeep after traveling over rutted roads with six of us in Roy’s jeep, the elevation was about 11,000 feet. We hiked up to the Lower Crystal Lake, an assent of about 1,000 feet, to 12,100 feet. The assent wasn’t too steep, but the altitude made me pant–we were higher than Haleakala!
These gold and mineral-rich mined mountains near Breckenridge gave us magnificent views each direction we looked.
Whereas many of the trees at lower levels have been killed by the pine beetles that have left the mountainsides dotted with brown patches of dead trees, we were above the beetle blight. The cool air, the pine scents, the many wild flowers, and rushing stream created a wonderful scene. Snow is still in the mountains and in fact, we climbed higher than some snow piles. After a couple of hours slogging up hill, we came on a meadow and site of a now dilapidated miner’s log cabin.
Tracy’s husband and son, Stu and Jeff, had driven to the spot and had their guitars ready. While Tracy led us in a yoga class after we spread our mats out over the meadow and white clouds swirled above us, the guys played their guitars for us during the yoga class.
Each way we turned showed us magnificent views–magical.
Going down was much faster than our upward climb..
Once we got to the trail parking spot, Roy again drove six of us back to the base parking lot and then the yoga studio in Breckenridge. After saying goodby to our interesting companions, Roy and I went in search of Fran and Barry, who had packed lunch for us and were at the Sunday Breckenridge Farmers’ Market.
We met in front of the music stage where they were waiting with Breck, Roy and Fran’s 12-year-old golden retriever.
We sat by the Blue River that races through Breckenridge and had our lunch of tempeh salad on toasted bread with tomatoes, lettuce, avocado. I was hungry after our vigorous hike. Fran makes great meals of really healthy food.
We explored the market, drank icy cold root beer locally made, Fran bought a purse, and I bought a hat at a fair trade booth.
When a storm threatened, we hurried back to Fran and Roy’s just as the first raindrops fell.
That afternoon, Barry and I plotted out our next stop
For the evening, we all fixed another great — and healthy dinner together and ate and talked into the night.
Barry and I had another wonderful day on our tour back to Maui.
My new thought is that I’ll give you current information, and then as I have more time, go back to share earlier information and adventures. “Hi” from Barry. We hope all of you are well.