Having found my new apartment in my new estate to be a step in the wrong direction, it was a stroke of luck that the school decided they didn’t wish to continue my contract.
Having lived in the place for 2 weeks, it’s still got no TV and I’m confined to one room, in which I sit and watch the internet.
Not what the contract says, I’m supposed to be provided with a TV (minimum requirement for dealing with the boredom).
Bai xing jiao ling
The estate is called Bai xing Jiao ling, or common peoples estate, which is exactly right.
The leafy boulevards of Fengnan Road have been replaced by dumped sofas and bags of building waste.
The apartment itself is lightly furnished, with a wicker sofa, a table some chairs, a washing machine, a fridge, (whose door doesn’t close properly), and a TV (which doesn’t work) – all covered by a layer of plaster dust.
It’s closer to school, but further from the shops, places to eat, supermarkets and general activity.
Out in the sticks you might say.
It’s really not what I’m looking for. I want to be close to town, near the bars, shops and communications. Where I can have a good time. I was relieved when they said they were terminating my contract.
This, I think, won’t be without drama.
In the stitch zone
The guy from the agency that employed me on behalf of the school said they would pay me until 28th January + travel bonus.
I’m getting the distinct feeling they’re going to try and sack me and get out of paying this $500 bonus.
Someone asked me whether I was receiving drugs in the post in the teachers office, which I felt was a strange thing to say.
It’s not unusual to receive packages over Christmas. And like the other outlandish comments, I let it fall on stoney ground, (so to speak).
It’s 10 days to go until I’m free of the contract and paid up. I’m getting the feeling this week I’m going to be stitched up… so watch this space…
She gave it back.
Often well behaved. Sometimes not. Today I was given this gift by one of my pupils called E***y.
She tried to call me a monkey in my last lesson, and said I had ‘monkey’ eyes. I responded by saying monkeys don’t have blue eyes.
I’m not used to being called a monkey by my pupils. And I won’t stand for any disrespect directed towards anyone, pupils or teachers alike.
Even-so, I ignored it as a one off.
At the end of the lesson. E***y came to my desk at the front and presented me with this gift.
I read it with disbelief.
After consideration, I said “this is not funny” and put it in my bag.
Pupils have called me things in the past, but never directly. Usually they shout in class when they can get away with it.
Although she may have thought this was a clever thing to do, writing abusive notes to your teacher is never a wise thing to do.
I can’t imagine she’s going to get away with it…..
Had a little break from my lessons and sat outside by the stadium area.
This is where all the students and teachers alike go and enjoy their morning sun.
There were many girls skipping. So I decided to make this video of them skipping their rope.
As you can notice, they are very nervous and shy.
Many Chinese schoolgirls are like this. …
Always helps. The green stuff. Or red as it is over here.
Got me a little signing bonus which should tide me over till the end of the month.
Taizhou Bi-lingual School
So here’s some pictures from the new school…
I’m trying to get one of the teachers to give me a tour of the full campus. At the moment, I’ve only seen the lower school. Most of the pictures are from the middle school, where the sports hall, stadium, sports ground and the rest of facilities are.
No-one has given me a tour yet, although it was promised.
The school seems fine. The teachers are a little shitty. One of the British guys phoned me on Friday to ask me if I “was on medication”, I simply refused to answer.
Today, the foreign teacher coordinator Flora, wouldn’t say hello to me.
So I’ve been made to feel welcome. Maybe I won’t be here too long.