Sunday, September 8, 2013

A Letter to Philip

Hello, Philip,
      I believe you are about to packing your stuff. Unlike me, a child spoiled by my parents to enjoy life in the US, you might be happy to go home with your family and resume your job soon. I’d like to update my unique experience so far.
 
      Pace is quite slow in this town. Pedestrians seem have no business to do; students seem have no care of their studies. I have known some new colleagues and new friends. Some of them got degrees in the US, and the others are US undergraduates who teach English in the school of foreign languages. Perhaps I won’t forget English shortly.
 
      In the first week of class, I didn’t do much. I wrote and improved a small piece of a working paper. Then I manually transfer a chapter of the dissertation into a LaTex format for submission. It hasn’t been done. The main reason is my Italian colleague. He wants to enjoy nightlife and I sometimes have to go out with him. This guy is so Italian. We went to downtown and eat in restaurants at 4 nights consecutively. Because of him, I went to a KTV for the very first time in my life. He likes to hang out with girls, American and Chinese or anyone causes his interest. Even eating in a coffee shop, the young waitress wanted to exchange emails and phone numbers with him. Oh, my gosh.
 
Noodle soup in a famous restaurant. It tastes ok.

Fish hot pot, the most delicious food I ate in this town.
 
 
      And also because of him, I knew a colleague called Joyce. She is like us, new to this university and the town, but much younger than we are. Aside from her charming, we are also impressed by her English speaking and listening given she haven’t studied in the US. When it comes to the US...
 
I miss my simple and healthy life in the US so much. Soon you will, too.
Ted

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