Monthly Archives: February 2016

If everything else fails, turn the bloody thing on and off!!

I know. Since proudly announcing on Facebook that I was breezing through Hong Kong airport, there has only been silence on my part.  This was certainly not due to lack of inspiration or exciting events, but mainly lack of cooperation on the part of the Chinese internet system…

Since my Independence Day I have learnt things I never thought I could or needed to master;  I have developed a confidence with things technological and digital to a level I had not believed possible.  And although I have to admit that ‘coping on my own’ often still involves sweet-talking outside helpers (mainly men…), I am watching and soaking up knowledge as never before..  But even then, solutions are not always easy to come by.

Whereas my phone obediently connected wirelessly to all WiFi floating in China’s ether, my laptop remained stubbornly deaf to all calls.  I came prepared, believe you me, having bought and installed the necessary VPNs which would allow me access to websites such as Facebook, and the use of the in-the-Western-world-indispensable Google and Gmail…  You know, nothing fancy, just the normal stuff people in the West take for granted.  I tried to connect my laptop in the hotel, but to no avail.  Although just one day, Pavel (another teacher, from the Czech Republic) managed to breathe some life into the thing and I enjoyed a full 24 hours of magic on the internet .  I did not think there was any point in trying to connect my iPad.  Surely, once we arrived in our accommodation, these teething problems would fade away.

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Green tea, Chinese style.  How to avoid eating the leaves…

After three days of aimlessly wallowing in the hotel and biding our time (there were about 7 of us, all teachers waiting to be shown our final destination and schools..),  drinking green tea Chinese style, we were eventually  dispatched to our various  schools last Monday.  However, not until we all had had our ‘medical’ to ensure we were not importing any infectious diseases, such as HIV, into the country… On the other hand, it was good to know that the only thing that warranted mentioning on my card was the tattoo on my right foot and imperfect eye-sight; I am wearing glasses, so that was an obvious one…

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There were many initial misgivings about my accommodation which might or might not have been on campus (dormitory style?? no privacy); or might or might not have to be shared (no privacy), so I was pleasantly surprised to find a spacious flat waiting just for me.  But unfortunately what you see is what you get: bed, wardrobe, cupboard units, washing machine, fridge up so high I can’t use the top shelves, and one kettle and a one-ring electric cooking device…  no such luxuries such as sheets, towels, pots, pans, utensils… And clearly my 20 kg luggage allowance on Cathy Pacific did not stretch to that either.  So my first trip was indeed to the local Ikea Store…

 

And if I had hoped that moving into my own flat would have been the end of my internet troubles, I was bitterly disappointed.  No internet yet…  There was a connection in working order and a router with flashing lights but the password had disappeared with the previous teacher, now residing in a different time zone.  Many hours lapsed before it could be retrieved, only to find it did not do the trick either.  Intervention from the internet company resulted in WiFi access for my phone and iPad, but still no success on the laptop front.  Yes, I was connected but not a single website allowed, with or without VPN…

Desperation set in as lesson planning relies on good internet on my laptop.  I took the thing to school and just briefly the IT guru in the school managed to open a few websites on my computer.  Hooray, I thought…only to find that no sooner had I left the building, and I was back to square one.  I consulted my son at the other side of the world; him being an expert I kept my fingers crossed… Conclusion: it was definitely something in China, and not something he could do much about…

Taking my laptop into school again the next day, my assistant (YES, I do have an assistant in the classroom!!!) suggested: how about restarting your computer???  I admit, I close my computer often, closing the lid, but shutting down???  I was sceptical at first, but felt that as every other avenue had been exhausted, I had nothing to lose.  AND it certainly did the trick!!  For a while at the school anyway…

The real issue is that my laptop is at the mercy of the unstable Chinese network, which means poor internet connections most of the time…  But I have discovered that Saturday and Sunday mornings may be the better times to  surf the net as the Chinese youth will still be tucked up in bed and not yet on their phones, leaving spare capacity for the rest of the population…AND ME!!!!

 

 

 

 

 

England’s Green and Pleasant Land…

 

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The lighthouse, Berwick Upon Tweed, near the Scottish border

Did I like Kerala, one of the older students at the school enquired towards the end of my stay in India.   Surely, there was no other place in the world as green and beautiful as Kerala??   ‘It is after all God’s Own Country,’  she added.

It is impossible to argue with the greenness of Kerala,  but although the state indeed has some spectacular scenic areas, would God allow its countrymen to spoil such splendour by piling up rubbish along the roadsides??  So let’s not forget the true origin of the famous adage: it was thought up by the creative director of an Indian ad agency to promote tourism for Kerala… so rather subjective to say the least.  He clearly never set eyes on William Blake’s green and pleasant land!

But how can I blame the children of the school for thinking that only Kerala boasts green countryside as it never occurred to me to show them photographs of  England!!  So, in the past few weeks I have been documenting my travels in the country so that at least I can put the record straight and allow my future students a glimpse of what the world looks like beyond the boundaries of their geography books.

During my 10 week stay I covered the length of England, touching the sea in Bournemouth, lingering in the rejuvenated city of Birmingham and being caught in a January snowstorm courtesy of Storm Henry near the Scottish border.   Okay, as I was here in the winter months, the countryside was only a muted green speckled with the yellows and browns of sun-starved grass, with bare branches stretching out against darkened skies,  and early splashes of colour overshadowed by the ghostly skeletons of last summer’s flora.   Then there were the towns, a marriage of history and innovation, and unintended additions of local artists… And every so often the sun would peep out to dazzle land- and sea-scapes with an intensity to rival Kerala’s.

Seaside in the South: Bournemouth:

 

Walking in the New Forest with the family, South-East England.  And watching the wild ponies:

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Lickey Hill Walk in the Midlands on Boxing Day:

 

Suburban Birmingham, in all its glory…  maybe not all the pictures are suitable for use at school!!:

 

Birmingham: a city in transition as modern architecture fuses with history:

 

And after a four hour train journey from London’s King’s Cross I enjoyed the spectacular views of Berwick upon Tweed, immortalised by Lowry, its ancient and fortified walls bearing witness to the incursions of the Scots. The Scottish border a mere 5 km away… What about the Saturday morning blizzards?  A mere trifle to contend with for weathered walkers such as Liz and me…

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