Hey, why didn't I think of that?

When I made the decision to move to China I never thought of the possibility that maybe I would not like it.
I thought that living in another country would be fun all the time. I thought that working with people who did not speak my language would be a great learning experience. I thought that teaching children while playing sounded like the best of both worlds.

I thought that Skype conversations home would be enough to keep me satisfied.

I thought that it would be easy to meet people and have new experiences every day. I thought that learning how business operated in a new country would be exciting and fun.

I thought that it would be alright to make friends while knowing that one day I will have to say zai jian.

I thought that my opinion would matter. I thought that I would get used to my new life and would quickly accept it as reality.

I thought that riding on the subway was just a way to travel to another part of the city.


I thought that the drama would stay on my other continent. I thought that I could not be happy alone. I thought that all children wore private-covering clothes. I thought that my singing voice was equivalent to a dying cow. I thought that exercise was the enemy.

Can you figure out which things I thought right and which I thought wrong?

I thought that surviving without knowing the language would be easy.

Today I learned how to give a taxi driver directions to my work.

Mandarin lesson:
Wo yao chu Rui Chuang Guo Ji. Ni bu zhidao ma? Ok- Wo yao chu Wang Jing bei lu. (I want to go to Rui Chuang International Center. You do not no it? Ok- I want to go to Wang Jing bei lu. (My bus stop)).