This week the sixteen of us were lucky enough to start Survival Chinese lessons. And, while I know that sounds fun, since we all would like to survive here in Beijing, Survival Chinese class lasts for FOUR hours in a row starting at 8am.
So far, I've mastered my name, hello, thank you and how are you doing. I'll be able to survive, but I don't think I'll be able to ask directions. My mime skills have certainly improved though, and my pointing skills.
This is my only full week of class here in Beijing, so I'll suffer through. Four hours of class in the morning, and a two and half hour class in the afternoon (three chinese economic system classes and one chinese culture class)and after Friday, I'll only have class on Friday (language, entrepreneurship and another culture class).
Next week when I start working, I'll probably wish I was on my way to class at 8am.
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Can you ask them how to say, "Where is the nearest JCrew?" or "Does this come in Carolina Blue?" Those would be useful questions, I think.
I'm guessing that your classes are taught by native Chinese, but I know an American who is currently teaching bassoon in Thailand, so I won't make any assumptions.
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