Gaokao part three
Just after the last kids had left, someone called my name. It was a Chinese girl whose English name is Seven. I know her from school and I chat with her in the morning as I do with many others. She is a very clever girl and very good at English. She was with her younger brother, I called him six! She asked me why I was there. I explained to her that I was watching the Gaokao. she asked if I was waiting for someone, I told her I wasn't. She asked if I had eaten. I hadnt't. She invited me out to lunch with her and her brother. Now if you've ever worked with safeguarding in the UK, your alarm bells will be ringing, and rightly. However, it just isn't like that here. Ive spoken at length with my boss about this. It seems that safeguarding does not even exist here, and she is happy for the kids to associate, appropriately, with the kids. I know Seven quite well, and felt comfortable, so I said yes. She was with her younger brother, we were going to a public place. So many people like to share food here and it would seem rude to refuse. Also she has helped me understand where to buy food in school and what to expect.
So off we walk, hail a taxi and I share Lunch with there and her younger brother! A lovely experience. I walked back to school with them and she wandered off for the Chinese afternoon nap before part to of the exams. It is very different here in China in so many ways...and Jiankou is perhaps the epitome of that!
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Seven and 'Six'! ...as I called him! |
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Stephanie and me! |
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