As I want to tell you what kind of activities that I did in this summer camp, let me introduce you my amazing classmates and teachers first.
6 班
or as Taiyang laoshi (our class teacher) said
Class Six
10 Indonesian, 4 Russian, 1 Costa Rican, 1 Bulgarian, 1 from Spain and 1 from India, and of course 2 Chinese people as our teacher. At first, there are more than 10 Indonesian in this class, but as we learning things, some of them moved to another class, some of them think what we learn in this class are too easy, some of them think its too hard to cope up with us. To tell you the truth, what we learn in this class actually, not that hard, more like far away below from what we learn back in university (well of course we just passed the last battle in our Chinese Language class), and we think, we're here more like to experiencing life around Chinese people, and play hard. So, we choose not to move to higher class (there's only class 1 - 8), and since our Chinese language teacher is a really lovely, adorable and kind hearted teacher we ever got, we choose to stay in this class. Our Chinese language teacher is the one that holding a flag with our class mascot (?) named He Xinghui 何星慧, we call her He laoshi, and the one that holding "Class 6" board is Tai Xiangyang 太祥洋, we call him Taiyang laoshi, but we teased him because in Bahasa, the word 'sayang' that means 'dear, darling' often said 'tayang' too, so after we told him that, sometimes we called him Baobei laoshi, which Baobei 宝贝 means 'baby, dear, darling' in Chinese. Oh! and sometimes we call them papa and mama lol, because when we did the outing activities outside the campus, they gave us money (its actually from the campus) but since they're the one who directly give the money to us, they were like parent gave money to their children. Talking about them making me miss them btw, they really take care and help all of us, like ALL OF IT, from Monika's VISA problem, insect things and electricity problem in my room, helped us calling the owner of the apartment that we gonna staye after the summer camp ended, to Tania's clothes that stuck in an error washing machine in the laundry room.
The saddest part of this summer camp probably the fact that we should say good bye to He laoshi and Taiyang laoshi, because their kindness are too hard to express by word. Last day that they send us back to the airport, He laoshi cried really hard, and we cried too, she said that we're a good kids, that we don't cause too much trouble and she's thankful for the fact that she got a chance to teach us. Taiyang laoshi too, I think he's holding back his tears since he's man, and he didn't said too much words, but in the afternoon he posted something on WeChat's timeline, he said that he's not good at expressing words but he's also happy to know us, to did happy things with us.
I couldn't thank you guys much, but thank you and I love you two, laoshimen :")
WELL
What a long story just to describe two amazing people that I met this summer, well there's one more person that I want to thank to, but maybe on the next post?
So, moving on to class activities. Basically we learn Chinese language here of course, and some Chinese cultures, and a history class. For language class they divide us to class 1 - 8 as I said before, we learn in different classes, but for cultures or history, 2 classes learning together, or from class 1 - 8 learning together in auditorium.
Class 6 homeroom where we usually learn language
Auditorium 1 where the opening and closing ceremony held, and when we learn history, Chinese folk music, and old culture if I'm not mistaken
Paper cutting class, with Class 5
Le picture after Mask Painting class (with class 5 too), it's Beijing Opera's kind of face painting, or what we know as 京剧脸谱
Another class with class 5, Chinese Calligraphy or 书法
Sunday, 10 July 2016.
Another sunny summer day, a great day for Home Visit day! Home visit is like we're visiting Chinese family's house to experiencing a day with them. One day before, when the teacher gave us a paper that inform us with which class we will go, I felt a little bit anxious because all my moslem friends are in class 7, and I'm the only one in class 4. When I asked Taiyang laoshi about this matter, he said that I don't need to worry because it's not divided by religion, he even called my host family that night and make sure that the one I'm visiting is a moslem too.
And here we go, separated from my Indonesian friends in the group, lucky me there's Monika from my class that take the same bus as me, at least I'm not alone along the journey. Once we arrived at the meeting point, the host family one by one picked us up. Again, the divide us into small group, I'm with this Costa Rican boy which I don't know his name? again, I'm sorry for not asking people's name -_- the family that picked us up are the uncle (maybe?), grandma, grandpa, and a chubby little girl, they took us to an apartment building where they live, its in the highest floor of the building, I forgot its in 26 or 36? The mother of the little girl already waiting for us inside and greet us warmly, gave us rose tea and fruits, well since all the fruits and peanuts in Indonesia not that different with China's well yeah, but for this Costa Rican boy some of foods are pretty new for him. They also teach us to make Chinese dumplings, with vegetables filling, and while waiting for the dumplings cooked we accompanied the little girl, Jiajia, playing in the park behind their apartment building. AND the most important thing, THEY HAVE A SUPER ADORABLE LITTLE PUPPY! I wish I could take him home....................... the puppy was THAT TINY THAT CUTE oh I could die from it's cuteness. Oh, and before they send us back to our meeting point, they took us to Hutong Museum.
Little Jiajia!
The park & playground behind their apartment, which I love! because it's hardly to find a place like this in my city.
This is when she read 大学 for us
Dumplings on progress
Dumplings cooked! We ate it with tomato sauce
AND THEIR SUPER ADORABLE FLUFFY FUR BALL! It's super tiny, like a doll, and super cute, and super adorable
The museum building from the outside, it's a Siheyuan 四合院, Beijing's traditional house
Just for your information, my other Indonesian friends which placed in class 7 ended up not doing the home visit, they said they only visited like a villagers tourist attraction (?) idk, but they're really disappointed. So let's say, me being separated from them is lucky? lol
I still have another stories to tell, see you in another post.
Love, Nach.
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