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What they feed us
Note to Pippa:it is Coke Light here, NOT diet Coke. I think it tastes the same, though. During the long work days, Hess supplies us all with instant coffee, Lipton Tea (I did not travel 4000 miles to drink Lipton, OK? Mainland China is sniffing distance, so we do have access to all of the legendary "tea in china", so I, for one, expect better), or Coke Light.
There also was a steady supply of potato chips, biscuits, Oreos, Pringles, Shrimp flavored Potato Crisps, Chicken Crisps, chocolate egg rolls (if Taco Bell can market a "Choco-Taco" anything is possible) and Chips Ahoy Cookies. (Note: The damn English and Australien population is lodging their common complaint that these are all BISCUITS and NOT cookies and Americans should be throttled about our heads and necks for misuse of THEIR language. Th' Bastards.)
To be honest, it was not all junk food. We had a steady supply of bananas, star fruit, wax apples, and guava. These were during work times when my camera was tucked away and I was furiously scribbling notes and drawing Simpson-esque sketches. I did, however, catch much pizza with my camera. They'll put corn on anything in Taiwan.
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I can hear the garbage truck driving down Da Tong Loo right now. It plays "Fur Elise" very loudly so people know to take out their trash. Taipei is the second most densely populated area of the world (Hong Kong is first), so I guess they've worked out the best system for garbage pick up. Or something. . . Teaching here is not that different from my experience at The Learning Tree in Seattle. Really young children everywhere have a strong ability to absorb language without even realizing. Some of my students don't even realize which language (Mandarin or English) they are speaking and when. Some of the kids are confused why at certain times of the day it is OK to speak like mommy and daddy and at others they must baa like sheep with this large, hairy pale man. There will be upcoming pictures of me and my two karate students, Jeff and Drew. We work out on the roof of Jeff's apartment building. It is 34 floors up and on the side of a mountain with an utterly killer view of Taipei, Keelung, and all points in between. My only complaint of Taiwan is the pollution, otherwise, it is a beautiful place. The people are very friendly and all want to practice their English. The food is phenominal. | ||||