I’ve been an English teacher in Macau, on and off, for the past 8 months. It’s all a very long story that I will, at some point, get around to telling on this blog. Never heard of Macau? Don’t worry: you’re not alone. Aside from its recent notice for being indirectly involved in the N. Korea nuclear problems and having its gambling revenue outstrip that of Las Vegas, Macau is an odd piece of colonial history and South China culture that no one can quite manage to love or hate except the 50,000 residents of the three islands.
Mostly, I’m going to write stories here about my expeiences teaching these students. Some of them are hilarious, a few are just odd, and some are just sad. And mostly, I’m going to write stories that reflect China in a good light.
I know, I know. I hear you. I feel your pain. “But they’re…communists! Damned commie pinko faggots! Kill the reds, kill the reds!” But as much as I love, like my fellow red(blue?)-blooded Americans, to stamp out the last remnants of communism in the world, I have to say that China ain’t really communist anymore. And as crazy as China is, as scary as it can be, it’s a place with a lot of good people, and a place that’s changing rapidly for the better.
So: stories about my students, links and comments on Chinese current events, and the other random things that pop up as I travel through China. Interested? Keep reading.
