Back in China
After a thankfully uneventful flight, David and I arrived safely in China about a week ago. It actually felt kind of nice to get back. It was neat to ride back from the airport and be able to see things that I recognized. It made China feel a little bit like home. It was also nice to get back to school. The kids were all clamering to tell me about all the exciting places they went to over the vacation. The kids went to placce like South Africa, Malayasia, Japan, and most importantly, Hong Kong Disney world. This certainly isn't the States.
Not everything about coming back to China has been nice. Our Ayi (maid) lied to us about the amount of time she spent taking care of our cats. She said that she was here 24 hours a day. I highly doubt that because Oscar looked like he lost several pounds over the few weeks we were away. She also changed her story several times when questioned by my amazing classroom assistant, Michelle. So after several days of stress and drama, David and I decided to let her go. She knew it was coming because by the time we got home from school she was already packed. It was perhaps the most difficult thing I've ever had to do to another person. She was crying the entire time she was packing her stuff. It killed me, bt then again she brought these events onto herself. This was not how I pictured spending my first birthday in China.
Not everything about coming back to China has been nice. Our Ayi (maid) lied to us about the amount of time she spent taking care of our cats. She said that she was here 24 hours a day. I highly doubt that because Oscar looked like he lost several pounds over the few weeks we were away. She also changed her story several times when questioned by my amazing classroom assistant, Michelle. So after several days of stress and drama, David and I decided to let her go. She knew it was coming because by the time we got home from school she was already packed. It was perhaps the most difficult thing I've ever had to do to another person. She was crying the entire time she was packing her stuff. It killed me, bt then again she brought these events onto herself. This was not how I pictured spending my first birthday in China.
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