Wednesday, March 31, 2010
Jenny tells me that the teachers at the preschool have told her that Tony is a generous kid and knows how to play with toys. One of these two traits must definitely have come from his mother; I may know how to play with some toys.
Jenny tells me that Tony's generosity comes from the fact that he is richer than the other kids there. This thought seems so alien to me -- I have always thought of myself as a poor sot. But dumb self-centered me, I haven't realized, or have forgotten how fortunate my position is here relative to most of the locals. I feel like such a sap now, to put it mildly.
When Tony plays with toys, the preschool teacher told Jenny, the other kids watch, not knowing what to do. Again, this is because Tony has more toys than the other children. Again, I feel the sap because of some beastly behavior you will about in another blog of mine.
Tuesday, March 30, 2010
Tony can say "Moon!".
Monday, March 29, 2010
was this morning. TKIC was awake but he didn't seem interested to getting up. He was the exact opposite of what he should have been.
The evening before, he was the same way. He was jumping up and down like a ball of energy when he should have be laying about quietly.
Sunday, March 28, 2010
Earlier, I said that there was a chance that Tony liked James Brown music -- James Brown being the King of Funk or Soul or whatever. Anyway, I then exposed Tony to a few James Brown videos and all my son could say was "We will Rock You!". So, he didn't go for it. Whether that is a good thing or bad thing, can be argued till the cows come home, or the chickens come to roost and then go out again. But, it is amazing nonetheless.
Just think. In the old days, in Canada, if one would have wanted their child to see or hear some James Brown songs, you would have to gone by dog sled three hundred miles to the nearest thing resembling an urban metropolis to find a recording -- and the chances are none would be available, so you would have to order the recording, return three hundred miles to your cold water shack, wait three months, and if the season was right, make another 500 kilometer trip (you missed your chance to vote against Trudeau) through mosquitoes or mud to the urban metropolis (somewhat), and hope the recording that your ordered had come in, and then return home again -- another three hundred mile trip -- pardon my unpatriotic use of miles.
But now, in China, all I have to do is journey the three meters (one yard) from the my living room to my computer, and locate a James Brown Video (thirty seconds), and expose it to my child.
Remarkable. And yet, how we so often take this for granted.
Saturday, March 27, 2010
Friday, March 26, 2010
Thursday, March 25, 2010
They give Tony colouring sheets at the preschool, and this is what he does with them. He says "Wow!" when he looks at his. Really, he has no reason to, but I think the handlers at the preschool have taught him to react so.
If Tony is going to be a Pollock - better he be Sam Pollock, General Manager of the Montreal Canadiens in the 1970s, than the artist Jackson Pollock who he right now clearly resembles.
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Tuesday, March 23, 2010
Monday, March 22, 2010
The School where I work is looking for teachers. If you are interested, you can email me (firstname.lastname@example.org) for details. Only Native English Speakers and serious teachers (not tourists) need apply.