I have no internet yet so I am sending this from the computer lab at the school.
Well where to start? The 'good bits' first or the not so good bits?
In either category it is constantly entertaining, the beginning of the 'experience' I have heard about.
As you will be know (but I am getting used to) this is a 3rd world country and I can see that in many ways the fact that this is one generation from peasant farmers, shows. But they certainly seem to be making up for lost time. The outcome for Zhengzhou is that this city is 60 percent a construction site 24 hours a day. Factories run 24 hours a day. Everything gets built quickly but in a slip shod manner, I do not think there are many tilers in the country or if there are, they are of the 'no grout' school. I do not want to give a list of what's not right with where we teacher's live, the list would be long and the complaining is yucky somehow. So I will leave that, although it does take up a large amount of talking time amongst the foreign teachers. And our living space is luxury compared to how most of those here, live.
I am being looked after by the 'English club' students. Oh students at Chinese universities contribute in practical ways to the running of the place including cleaning the classrooms. When I first saw the rooms I mistook them for incomplete rooms. The English club young people are mostly lovely and fun. A few get up my nose but that's normal.
In a city of 6 million there are only 500 non Chinese. We get stared at. At this point I don't notice I am too busy avoiding pot holes in the path and trying to figure out where I am going. But the 'old' teachers complain about it bitterly.
I have connected up with a fellow kiwi, S.E. She is my age and loves the work and the students. She is great with the buses, I cannot see a time when I will be as knowledgeable as she. There is little pin yin (English writing) in Zhengzhou. This makes it hard. She has so much gall. Sometimes I feel uncomfortable with this. Also some of the 'old teachers' seem very rude and impatient with people working in shops. I hope this does not happen to me. The line between polite and boorish is had to pick sometimes.