So in my Saturday job this week (aka the easiest-most-overpaid-for-what-it-is job ever) we took the students to a Chinese pottery shop to "teach them English words to do with pottery", which is hilarious when a lot of them still don't know the correct response to 'how are you'. It was fun though, even though the people in the shop spent the whole time staring at me waiting to see what the white girl was going to do next... something I've got very used to here! Also now my students know the word 'kiln', which I'm sure is definitely going to benefit their day to day lives.
Aside from that it's been a pretty quiet weekend. I had some beers with our new Chinese friend Andy last night and when Chairman Mao came into conversation he got very emotional and I think he started crying. Lesson learnt: never ever bring him up in front of Chinese people... I mean I love our Queenie as much as the next Brit but the feelings they have for Mao are incredible. Interesttttinnnnngggg..
Anyway... back to pottery...
Bobby and his 'pot'
This guy owned the calligraphy shop next door, he didn't speak any English but apparently was quite taken with me.....
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