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One of These Things Is Not Like The Others

1.9.12

but, she most certainly belongs.

which is pretty much the coolest part really.
Hasn’t phased her one bit that she’s the only blondie in the crowd. 
Not one bit that the entire show was narrated in Chinese. Maybe she understood a little. 
But, I certainly didn’t. 
I even got yelled at by an 8-year-old backstage who snipped at me, “Do you have to speak English?” Ummm…yes…sorry, I do.
The rest of my family didn’t understand one word either. You know, that would be the 7 white people in the audience who happened to also have a Chinese toddler with them who calls me mama.
So very proud of my fan dancer. 
For dancing, for being brave, for wanting to learn Chinese and dance it too, for being so excited about her little sister and who our family now is.
I love that girl.

Sunday Snapshot

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Dui Bu Qi

6.2.11

For those of you learning Chinese, hoping to learn Chinese, or with children who speak or are learning Chinese. Hope you like this song as much as I do.

 

I’m putting it on my iphone for Ashlyn to learn. Gotta know how to say Dui Bu Qi (I’m sorry) for when her Mei guo ren – ness (American-ness, spelling massacred there, I’m sure) is totally obvious (if her blonde curly hair doesn’t give it away).

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Sunday Snapshot: {Chinese Class}

9.13.10

Hmmm….
I’ll give you one guess to tell me which one is mine.
Today was our first day of Chinese school. Ashlyn insisted that she wanted to sign on the dotted line and commit to this. I discouraged; she persisted. I knew it would be hard; she persisted. I assumed she would be one of few non-Chinese children there; she persisted. And, eventually, we said, “If anyone can do it, this girl can.” So, to Chinese school we went today for 2 hours. And, it was hard. She was the only caucasian child we saw there out of many children. And, she struggled a bit. But, she’s already told me what supplies she wants to bring next time to make it easier. And, she requested that I sit in with a paper and pencil and write down phonetically some of the phrases as a cheat sheet for her. 
Guess I’ve enrolled in Chinese school too.
I also promised her a date night after the next class to Dunkin Donuts for hot cocoa. Don’t want her to get too discouraged without a reward for her efforts. 

Ni Hao Y'all

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