Saturday, January 28, 2006

It’s Chinese New Year, and we had a great meal with Will and Paula. I cooked an apple crumble to take over, and it was pretty good, but not great. No oven meant that it was an upside down apple crumble, cooked in our one pan. BUT when I served it, I carefully turned it upside down while putting it in the bowl, so it seemed – well normal.

We went home at 11, and started to relax, but at 12 all of the crackers went off, so we went for a walk down the lane to watch. It was interesting to see all the different kinds, and all the little kids playing with things that we would never let children play with in Australia.

Then after a while we turned around and came back home, and continued playing games and reading. At about 12:45 all the crackles stopped, and all the lights went out.

But at 2:05am there was a HUGE bang outside out house. A bunch of bloody drunk young Chinese ‘men’ throwing around some of the noisiest fire works, surely loud enough to wake everyone in the street up. They set off about 10 of these loud bloody things, laughing and dangerously setting them off on the ground, rather than shooting them into the sky, thus making the bang a lot louder as the sound was contained within the rows of buildings on either side of the road.

Some things are great around here, the fireworks were really interesting and wonderful to see. If we had wanted, we could have had our own bag!

But at the same time, some things are not so good. People here can be so amazingly rude, stupid and inconsiderate of anyone but themselves. If we were in Australia a bunch of people would have yelled out the window and told them to “F off”, “Go to Hell”, or some other loud angry disapproving phrase, however no such thing here.

I’m sure the banging will go on and on for the next few days. Day and night, but I home not again at 2am.

Thursday, January 26, 2006

Our Winter Camp in GaoZhou

This is David, He was the best student at the camp, and also, a nice person. He didn't want me to take a picture of him. Mwohooharharhar.This is our class having fun!
This is us with Jim, Ben and David. Three of the best boys in the class.
From Left Duke(The funny Man), Bill (the splattered God) Michael (The Chinese Jim Carrey) Edward (The Character) Robert (The second Character).
This is up KILLING Michael for being... himself.
Here is Justin (our Chinese Teaching Partner with many hands.)
Here is the other Class of little kids that Will so graciously taught.
There was more than a bit of BB played before and after class.
Mary (who was lovely and had to leave a day early) with Helen.
And finally Us with the son of one of the teacher's in Class 1 grade 1.
We had a good time, but missed the opportunity to see a bit more of the local country side. Now it's 2 days before Spring festival and everyone is going home or shopping till they drop. We wont be going anywhere for a few days. TOO BUSY!!!

Thursday, January 19, 2006

The best blond joke ever

You have to check THIS out. It's the best blond joke in the world.

Friday, January 06, 2006

The disastrous unfinished stadium with swimming pool. In the student's words "the leaders ate the money, and are driving the money" that should have been used to complete this building. Posted by Picasa

In our school

3 of my students, looking beautiful in the school Posted by Picasa
This is the scene as the students went home for a 1 day holiday. Chaos.
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Photos with the students

We took some photos with the students last weekend, here is the result.
Us on the steps.
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Wednesday, January 04, 2006

The students have to pay more for hot water.

At our school, the students pay for tuition, and accommodation, food and books. They pay for me out of their own pockets and anything else the school can think to change them for.


This means that the poor kids who go to my school can't afford to have a warm bath on a cold morning. This might not seem like much to you now, in your warm Ausie summer. But at the moment here it is winter. It got down to 10 degrees a few weeks ago. MonGOT! Pretty harsh I think.

Stuff about China: Observations from a visit to China

I know I keep posting stuff that isn't written by me, but I think this is interesting, so I want to share.

Observations from a visit to China

By Sheila Brehm
2 June 1998

China presents the visitor with a study in contrasts. Modernity and backwardness clash and mix in a thousand ways. The country still shrouded in mystery and intrigue fascinated me. From the austere political center of Beijing to the burgeoning "free market" glitter of Shanghai, I was struck by the vast contradictions of present-day life in China.

The most populous country in the world, China is home to more than one-fifth of the human race. Chinese society is riven by enormous social contradictions that give lie to the meaningless and ahistorical litany of the bourgeois media that China is "communist" or "socialist." The thread that runs through every aspect of life--from housing, health care, education, transportation and entertainment--is the existence of backwardness, primitiveness and poverty alongside the concentrations of wealth which have emerged with the development of the market economy.

The vast majority of China's people are peasants. An estimated 80 percent of the population work the land, harvesting grains, cotton, sugar, tobacco, tea, fruits and vegetables. The peasants have a hard life; many families live without indoor plumbing, heat or electricity. The gap is growing in the standard of living between urban and rural China. The average income in the cities has always exceeded that in the countryside, but today it is widening. I spoke to university students who explained that the difference between rural and urban incomes used to matter very little since country people were only dimly aware of living conditions in the cities, and even if they knew that life was better there, they were prevented by the government from moving. This is no longer the case today.

According to government statistics, 150 million peasants are considered to be "surplus" labor. The stream from the countryside to the urban centers has become a flood. More than 100 million workers have come from the countryside into China's cities in search of more lucrative work. These workers are hired on a short-term basis, most frequently as day laborers in construction. Because they are not officially residents of the cities they are living in, they are not entitled to housing or social services. They tend to camp out wherever they can find shelter. The government officials look upon them as a dangerous necessity--a source of cheap labor but also the source of future political unrest.

As I saw some of the conditions on the construction sites in Beijing I could not help but wonder if these workers, who appeared to be unskilled, had come from the countryside. Student dormitories at one of the universities were being torn down and rebuilt literally brick by brick. I watched workers without hard hats or boots knocking off bricks from rather dilapidated buildings. Other workers sat for hours hammering the bricks apart so they could be loaded up by hand on a flatbed truck pulled by mules so these materials could be used at another construction site. It was not uncommon at the end of the day to see the workers stretched out on top of the flatbeds totally exhausted.

In contrast, there are massive construction sites in downtown Beijing and Shanghai where spectacular luxury hotels and office buildings are mushrooming. It is common to see laborers as late as eleven o'clock at night working on the construction sites. Most of this construction is organized through joint venture projects. The materials and equipment used on these sites, not to mention the finished structures, appear technologically far superior to that used for housing the majority of the populace. The opulence of the five-star Great Wall Hotel in Beijing owned by Sheraton stands in sharp contrast to the conditions of most working people, including professional workers such as university professors. The restroom area, furnished with elegant couches and chairs, was larger and nicer than the living space of many millions.

To a traveler, an ordinary street in Beijing is a striking scene, which brings together many aspects of Chinese society. Bicycles predominate as the main mode of transportation. Men and women, young and old, all expertly navigate through the crowded, noisy and polluted streets, weaving between people on foot, pedabikes, taxis, minibuses, double buses, and horse-drawn flatbeds as well as the growing numbers of Mercedes for the businessmen and government officials. No one pays any attention to the traffic lights or lanes, so the experience can be a little overwhelming if not terrifying.

We used the minibuses the most as they were less crowded than the full-sized buses. Every minibus has two employees, the driver as well as another worker who stands at the side doors shouting the destinations of the bus and collecting the money. The fares are the US equivalent of 25 to 50 cents. Almost miraculously, 17 people can be crammed into these vehicles. There is not a seat belt to be found. Very often, the vehicle leaves the route, unannounced, in order to fuel up. These vehicles are old and not in the best of shape, as I experienced firsthand when one of our drivers tried unsuccessfully to repair wiring in the motor with scotch tape.

The buses and taxis are not the only things in a state of disrepair; so are the hospitals. I sat in the lobby of the Traditional Chinese Medicine Hospital in Beijing for three hours. I was able to make several observations. There was filth on the floors, peeling paint, and dim lighting, and loud construction work taking place directly under a sign which said, "Silence, Solemn." There were very few wheelchairs at this hospital. I saw children and grandchildren carrying their elderly relatives into the hospital on their backs.

In one instance, a young man carried his grandmother on his back, while his sister gave the attendant at the registration window a massive wad of bills, notes of the Chinese currency, the yuan, perhaps 10 inches high. The money was counted in less then five seconds by a machine.

The nursing staff in the acupuncture department consists of only head nurses for each shift. When a member of the family requires hospitalization, the relatives must move into the patient's room in order to care for him. Frequently, there are entire families sleeping on cots next to the patient. There are no rubber gloves available for anyone on the staff. The staff's uniforms are no longer white.

A leading doctor at this hospital is earning the equivalent of $120 a month. He is losing trained medical personnel who find jobs at privately-run medical facilities where they earn more money. His wife and daughter share a two-bedroom apartment with another doctor and his wife and child. They share a common kitchen. He takes the bus to work because he cannot afford a car.

Like millions of others, his state-subsidized housing will end on July 1. The government has declared that "cradle to grave welfare" must cease. The doctor, like other government workers, will be given the "opportunity" to become a homeowner, or more likely an apartment owner. Bonuses will be given to allow workers to take out loans and mortgages, which will fuel the banking and real estate markets.

A visit to the Forbidden City gave me a glimpse into the centuries of history that have created China. Built in the 1400s through the 1600s by over 1 million people, the walled palaces and inner compounds housed China's imperial family. Ordinary citizens were not allowed inside until after 1949 when the Chinese Communist Party came to power. Today the Stalinist officials host state functions in the massive banquet halls.

The structures, the ceramic artwork and the massive expanse of the complex were impressive. An aura of times past was created through piped-in Chinese classical music--performed on the erhu, the two-stringed Chinese fiddle that has an exquisitely haunting and peaceful sound. But this beauty was suddenly interrupted with the sound track from Titanic.

One of the worst sides of American popular culture is heard everywhere--in department stores, bookshops and restaurants. Titanic is also a social phenomenon in China. It is the most popular movie, despite the fact that the $6 price of a movie ticket is one of the highest in the world in terms of the per capita income.

Many aspects of American culture have become part of China's everyday life. McDonald's restaurants are everywhere. The floors at the fast food chain's franchises are cleaner than the operating rooms at the hospital I visited. The McDonald's menu is identical to what is served in the States--and so are the prices, although the per capita income of the Chinese is less than one-twentieth the US average. Hundreds and hundreds of fast food restaurants have sprung up--from Pizza Hut and Kentucky Fried Chicken to Dunkin Donuts.

While the "glitz" of popular American culture is used to tease the masses into believing in the wonders of the "free market," or perhaps used to lull them to sleep, the government is preparing to bring the hammer down. The reality of the capitalist market will be the elimination of millions of jobs.

The Stalinist government of Jiang Zemin is carrying out drastic measures to privatize vast sections of state-owned enterprises. Officially, unemployment stands at 11.5 million. This includes 850,000 coal workers who have already lost their jobs; 150,000 more will be laid off before the end of 1998. Additional layoffs are coming this year for millions of government workers. The state-run textile industry will eliminate 1.2 million jobs, over 1 million will be cut from the railways and a staggering 50 percent of the 8 million civil servants will lose their jobs. Only 1,000 of the 370,000 state-owned companies will survive.

It is common in China to hear the same terminology to justify the mass disruption in the lives of working people as is used in the United States, Europe and other capitalist nations. Chinese Stalinist officials regularly demand "personal responsibility" and decry state guarantees of jobs and living standards as killing the incentive to work. Unemployment is not the result of lack of jobs, but the fault of those without work: "Many people have failed to get new jobs because they prefer the security of a planned economy and have made no other contingencies."

As poor as the conditions seemed to be when I was in China, they will become considerably worse. As China becomes more and more absorbed into the globalized capitalist economy, the social contradictions will deepen. Massive economic and social dislocations are in the making, creating the potential for enormous upheavals in the not so distant future.

Monday, January 02, 2006

My first sick day

This is the first day in my TESOL career that I have had a day off sick. Pretty crappy that it's in my last week of work. I felt so shocking this morning I could just pull my butt outta bed long enough to call the school and let them know I wasn't coming.

Oh well - one sick day and 2 classes missed due to my alarm not going off. It's not bad I guess.

There is officially one month to go before we leave Gaozhou. I can't waite.

Sunday, January 01, 2006

News from China: Workers Death.

In Worker's Death, View of China's Harsh Justice

Published: December 31, 2005

YUJIAGOU, China - From the prison cell where he contemplated an executioner's bullet, a migrant worker named Wang Binyu gave an anguished account of his wasted life. Unexpectedly, it rippled across China like a primal scream.

For three weeks, the brutal murders Mr. Wang committed after failing to collect unpaid wages were weighed on the Internet and in Chinese newspapers against the brutal treatment he had endured as a migrant worker. Public opinion shouted for mercy; lawyers debated the fairness of his death sentence. Others saw the case as a bloody symptom of the harsh inequities of Chinese life.

But then, in late September, the furor disappeared as suddenly as it had begun. Online discussion was censored and news media coverage was almost completely banned. Mr. Wang's final appeal was rushed to court. His father, never notified, learned about the hearing only by accident. His chosen defense lawyer was forbidden from participating.

"All of you are on the same side," Mr. Wang, 28, shouted during the hearing, his father said in an interview here in the family's home village in northern Gansu Province. "If you want to kill me, just kill me."

On Oct. 19, they did. Mr. Wang was executed so quickly, and quietly, that it took weeks for the word to fully trickle out that he was dead.

China executes more people every year than the rest of the world combined. By some estimates, the number of executions is more than 10,000 a year. The government's relentless death penalty machine has long been its harshest tool for maintaining political control and curbing crime and corruption.

But it has now become a glaring uncertainty about China's commitment to the rule of law. There is widespread suspicion, even within the government, that too many innocent people are sentenced to death. This year, a raft of cases came to light in which wrongful convictions had led to death sentences, or, in one well-publicized case, the execution of an innocent man.

Reforming capital punishment has become a priority within the Communist Party-controlled legal system, partly because of international pressure to reduce abuses. Within the party-run legislative system, there is a broader debate about how to improve criminal law.

But achieving those reforms is hardly certain. Hard-liners are loath to restrict the power of the police and the courts to take a tough line. Death penalty reforms announced by the People's Supreme Court - and broadly trumpeted in the state news media - are mostly just a return to the status quo of 1980.

The case of Wang Binyu lacked the moral clarity of an innocent man wrongly convicted. He killed four people in a rampage after a final dispute over wages. But his saga of abuse and disdain from his bosses resonated deeply with a public disgusted with corruption and inequality and resentful of a legal system perceived as favoring the wealthy and well connected.

"Wang was forced to fight against those who exploit and tread on the poor," one person wrote at a Chinese Web site. "Why is the law always tough on the poor?"

Mr. Wang's case also illustrates how a system built for convictions has few safeguards or protections for a defendant facing death. Officials in the High Court of Ningxia Autonomous Region, the area in western China where the case was heard, refused several requests for interviews. But Wu Shaozhi, the Beijing lawyer who tried to represent Mr. Wang, said the Ningxia courts obviously wanted fast results.

Before the appeal, the Wang family signed power of attorney to Mr. Wu. But Mr. Wu said court officials had initially lied, telling him the appeal was over. Then they refused to let him enter the case. Instead, Mr. Wang was represented by a lawyer approved by the court.

Meanwhile, Mr. Wu noted, the same judges who heard the appeal also concurrently handled a mandatory final review of the case. It meant that judges were reviewing their own ruling - a practice that legal experts said is not uncommon and provided little real check and balance on the use of the death penalty.

"An unjust procedure will undoubtedly lead to unjust results," Mr. Wu said.