An American Abroad
Last night, I was honored to serve as a judge for a series of skits that were written and performed by English students at Yuxi Normal University. Most of the twelve performances I saw were well done. I was amused and interested by the American … [Continue reading]
I met my new friends Soli and Seka at 8:00 in the morning at their Yuxi wine shop. We set out in Soli's mother's immaculate Honda Accord, heading southwest toward Xinping. As we rolled down the superhighway, the CD player cranked out a mix of … [Continue reading]
One of the most common mistakes my students make in speaking English isn't their fault. They're just doing what they've been taught. But they've been taught wrong. I call my battle to correct their errors The War on Pink-uh. Nearly all of my … [Continue reading]
Halloween isn't celebrated in Yuxi, but we have made some effort to do so at Shane English Yuxi. We carved pumpkins and set them around the hallways. We strung up cobwebs and pictures of skeletons, monsters and ghosts. And we blacked out the windows … [Continue reading]
Because Shane English Yuxi is an after-school school, our busiest days are Saturday and Sunday. So by tradition, to celebrate the end of our week's most intensive days, the teaching staff goes out on Sunday evening to unwind. So here we are, unwound, … [Continue reading]
This restaurant is neither green nor a bar, but that's what everyone calls it. It's my favorite eatery in Yuxi. This was taken last night as I was awaiting my usual jiaozi and chaofan. … [Continue reading]
. . . until you have read him in the original Chinese! … [Continue reading]
I'll be good! I promise!! Please don't make me go down the barbed wire slide again!!! … [Continue reading]
On Friday, I walked to the Jinghong southern bus station and caught a bus home to Yuxi. The weather was beautiful and the Yunnan scenery spectacular. These photos, hurriedly snapped from a moving bus, really don't do it justice. This trip … [Continue reading]
On Thursday morning, Wang and Rachel once again picked me up and drove me two and a half hours southeast to a rural village about 50 kilometers from the Laotian border. The highway was jammed; the National Day vacation really lasts all week. After … [Continue reading]
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