In my new neighborhood, there are:
- a park with a playground and basketball court,
- two Korean grocery stores,
- a metro station,
- a street that reminds me of California,
- and an elementary school with a soccer field.
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In my new neighborhood, there are:
My China Telecom cellphone bills:
Month | RMB |
---|---|
Jun-06 | 121.99 |
Sep-06 | 69.54 |
Oct-06 | 101.16 |
Nov-06 | 134.22 |
Dec-06 | 120.51 |
Jan-07 | 110.06 |
The June 2006 data point is from a weblog post I made last year. Looking at more detailed stats in Excel, I see a curious pattern: talk time and internet time are inversely related; if one goes up the other goes down, and vice versa. Still, my average bill is consistently around RMB 110 (about US $14). This means that I buy recharge cards about once a month, less than I expected.
Also from my detailed stats, I see that I pay RMB .6 per minute of talk time and RMB .1 per SMS. Internet time (GPRS) costs about RMB 4 per hour. That's pretty bad, I'll try to read the newspaper instead! That costs RMB .5-.7 for an hour's worth of reading (those numbers are 7 cents, 1 cent, 50 cents, and 6-9 cents)
From New York Magazine, The Power (and Peril) of Praising Your Kids:
Students turn to cheating because they haven't developed a strategy for handling failure. The problem is compounded when a parent ignores a child's failures and insists he'll do better next time. Michigan scholar Jennifer Crocker studies this exact scenario and explains that the child may come to believe failure is something so terrible, the family can't acknowledge its existence. A child deprived of the opportunity to discuss mistakes can't learn from them.
My family has always been afraid and ashamed to talk about failure. Jodi's family attacks failure from all sides, before and after it happens.
As a teacher, I've always had a soft spot for "naughty" kids, and I think it comes from this: naughty kids "fail" all the time, and learn to respond to failure through their interactions with teachers and friends.
Returning to my old haunts while the wife is away, I find rumors that Sonic Youth will play Shanghai and Beijing at the end of April. The band's calendar puts them in Tokyo the week before and in Europe a month later. The question: should I put it on Upcoming.org?
I'm back in Shanghai. I spent the train ride back reading an old issue of Science Fiction World that I bought in Zhuzhou, a story about slicing up an oil tanker with nano-wires as it sails through the Panama Canal. zhwj would approve, I think.
The Chinese New Year has been called one of the biggest periodical mass migrations on the planet; this gives rise to lots of transportation "difficulties" like John's colleague with ticketing troubles:
One of my co-workers from Guilin will not be spending the holiday with her family for the first time ever because she simply could not get a ticket home. She’s not the only one. It’s just way too many people trying to “go home” all at the same time.
...and Marc's nightmare drive to Beijing:
This is probably the one and only time that I am going to drive this route. It's just too dangerous, and I don't want to lose my life because of some stupid or inexperienced driver.
When people go home for the Chinese New Year, they most often choose to go by train. Buying a train ticket is a major pain: low price and poor availability mean long lines, back-door dealings, and resorting to other more expensive or less safe means of getting places. Jodi and I have good friends who are taking the airplane back at probably four times the cost of the train because they couldn't find a train ticket back to Shanghai.
So, what about my own situation? Here's where I describe how Jodi and I got "home" and back this year.
Luckily, there were empty seats on the 7am'er, and my seatmates were a friendly family with a middle-school-aged girl aiming to test into the Yali School in Changsha, and a mother-daughter pair taking the train to catch the airplane back to Shanghai; the daughter works at a big securities firm in Xujiahui. This puts me in Zhuzhou at 9:30am, with about six hours to blow in city which, like I mentioned above, has nothing much to offer except for a Daoist tower in a park and a net cafe with prices hiked by 50% for the Chinese New Year.
Happy New Year to everyone.
A few days ago Hunan TV had a contest where they awarded a succession of prizes to the person who had sent in by SMS the lowest unique number at various points during the program; the "votes" were cumulative, so we saw the winning number get bigger every time. For example, if seven people sent the number 1, two people sent the number two, one person sent 3, and 2 people sent 4, then the person who sent the number 3 won the prize. A very interesting mathematical problem.
I'm weblogging from Yiyang, Hunan. The wedding was actually minimal, quick and painless (not as much fun as chriswaugh_bj's). The rest of the time has been spent shuttling back and forth between relatives' houses explaining why Jodi and I didn't buy a house before we got married... just kidding, it's been much more cordial than that. Probably the main theme has been eating snacks: sunflower and pumpkin seeds, those mini-oranges that are in season now, bananas, dried plums... I'll be online very little for the next couple of weeks.