I know, I know, it's been ages since I last wrote. So instead of making excuses cans, I'll try to explain what actually did that I did not feel the need to write. You never know, it could be interesting. Well, we zap the stuff like "I had my partial", "I returned a month in France, it was great!", "I'm starting a new semester, no time", "too things outside the classroom, it is better to experience all that to live half taking the time to tell "," my life is not interesting "... even if this is true, this is not the main explanation.
No worries , everything goes well, I did not blow depressed, or discovered within myself a deep distaste for the Chinese language, I'm fine!
I had my little theory on my silence blogistique since late December, and my stay in France has validated my intuition. I was hoping to see France throws me in the face of cultural differences between China and my home country ... and in fact nothing happened is as if I went from one world to another without effort, without surprise. I returned to Beijing went well, if we forget the first two days of rainy and gloomy again leaving those I love. I feel good on both sides, that's the problem. It is like asking a French person to tell his life in France, he will not know what to say, everything seemed so self-evident. Of course, in China I miss the good pastries in France I rant against the French who only moan, but gradually, China has taken a place in my heart, while France was even more deeply rooted me.
As I understand you are fond of lists, I'll tell you what I noticed myself getting a little Chinese:
No worries , everything goes well, I did not blow depressed, or discovered within myself a deep distaste for the Chinese language, I'm fine!

I had my little theory on my silence blogistique since late December, and my stay in France has validated my intuition. I was hoping to see France throws me in the face of cultural differences between China and my home country ... and in fact nothing happened is as if I went from one world to another without effort, without surprise. I returned to Beijing went well, if we forget the first two days of rainy and gloomy again leaving those I love. I feel good on both sides, that's the problem. It is like asking a French person to tell his life in France, he will not know what to say, everything seemed so self-evident. Of course, in China I miss the good pastries in France I rant against the French who only moan, but gradually, China has taken a place in my heart, while France was even more deeply rooted me.
As I understand you are fond of lists, I'll tell you what I noticed myself getting a little Chinese:
- I put your hand over the mouth when I laugh, a very Child
- my breakfast for me every Chinese to act, without regret for the growing
- I do not plan more than a week in advance, and I find it quite nice (with some exceptions international ... )
- I do not watch the news anymore
- I find the Chinese language astute, not totally quirky, everyone should write with ideograms!
- I salute the hand stirring the wrist rather than the entire arm
- my haircut (missed by a Korean) combined with my Chinese name hyper-induced my teachers to think I am a 华裔 (Huai person of Chinese descent born in the abroad, and returning "sources")
- I never tire of eating more rice
- lack of privacy, what's that?
- I find it all at normal to go home later by small lanes without the slightest apprehension that the bitter cold
- I think the sticks are still much more convenient than covered Western, because it leaves hand free
- I can not consider it possible to have a piano without anyone to play it
- I maintain a minimum service vis- à-vis my appearance
- I think the spirit of competition is not a healthy way to operate
- I still have the strength to rebel and declare that I will no longer live with my roommate who lives upside of me
- I find physics very ordinary Chinese men
- it annoys me still can not drink the tap water
- I still looking for a true cake
- I am always delighted to find an opportunity to discuss in French (but I do not abuse it)
- I can not not find disgusting mops "all surfaces together" used with products that stink literally and do not even disinfect, and the smell of the toilet is always repulsive for my delicate little nose.
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