Around the time of Chinese New Year (February), I met someone who is now my very best national friend in all of JH. She works all day every day in a small stand where she sells newspapers/magazines/milk/yogurt/water/etc. To buy fresh milk here, you purchase it from a shop like hers instead of the grocery store….the grocery store sells self-stable milk, and I don’t even know how you make milk shelf-stable, so maybe that will be a post for another day.
Anyways, I bought milk from her a few times in January and February, and then suddenly her shop was closed for about a week. Because I walked by her shop almost every other day, I immediately noticed when she reopened. I bought milk from her that day and told her I was glad she was open. She explained that she had had to close when her father-in-law got sick and had to spend some time in the hospital. (Hospitals and the whole health care system is also another post for another day.) We talked a bit, and I headed home. You could say it was the beginning of a beautiful relationship.
Since then I have frequented her shop often, and we will sit and talk for a few hours, or as long as my Chinese can hold up for the day. About a month ago, we really started working on English together, and I can honestly say she is the only person I have ever really enjoyed teaching English to. When we had some friends from Lubbock here for the summer, I took the girls by one day and we chatted. Here is a picture two of the girls took w/ 玉罕。 (Yu Han would be how you pronounce the characters…but b/c she belongs to a minority people group, her name is actually Yi Han, and so 玉罕 (Yu Han) is just the Mandarin (Chinese) version of her name.)
A few weeks ago she invited us to come out to her village. She rarely goes home (because she works every day), and so we were super excited to accept her invitation and travel about 45 kilometers to her hometown. Over the next few days, I’ll blog about our time there. We did manage to take some pictures while we were there, but not many. I’ll admit that it makes me feel really strange taking pictures sometimes…kind of like its an invasion of the person’s privacy to just go around snapping pictures of their way of life. Anyways, look forward to at least a couple of posts over the next week!
--da
(Thanks to Elizabeth for letting me jack the photo from facebook w/o asking.)
(Thanks to Elizabeth for letting me jack the photo from facebook w/o asking.)


