Meaningful memories

On the eve of my departure from Beijing, I thought I could write a few words about Tiger, my first student, and by far my favorite. Smart, kind, enthusiastic and positive minded, he definitely was one of the highlights of my year in China.

Tiger

Tiger and his teacher, building chair castles and talking about pirate ships.

But today, I had a class with Sun (third from the left on the cover picture).

Sun is my nemesis. The hardest children to control in our school.

Since his father was told that I would soon leave China, I was offered a parting gift: a bell from a Tibetan Buddhist temple, brought back a few years ago.

A particularly special gift considering I planned to go to Tibet myself before going to Nepal in September (Sun’s father didn’t know, of course), before having to change my plans following the earthquakes last spring.

But let’s come back to Sun.

By far my most difficult student, possibly with a mild deficiency on top of his behavioral problems (Sun’s parents’ English is unfortunately not developed enough to explain everything). A little boy astonishingly strong at only seven years old, independent, incredibly active and could not be more indifferent to learning a second language.

My student since October, he made me curse more often than all the other children together, sometimes even in French (when I start swearing in my mother tongue, you better be quiet…). He destroyed much of my material, repeatedly ripped some of my skin and gave me some hard times.

But in the end, Sun is everything but malicious.

Ultimately, Sun is just one of those kids who do not completely control themselves, with no will to hurt. I’ve always known that and have never asked not to teach him.

In fact, and despite all this, Sun laughs a lot.

So today, I had a class with Sun. And his parents told him that I would leave China, that I was going to go home. Despite his poor vocabulary and an unbelievably short attention span, he spent most of the class interrupting me to ask me – again and again – this question:

[SUN]: “Alex, how you go home? ”
[ALEX]: “I go home on foot! OK now Sun, can y… ”
[SUN]: “No! Alex, how you go Djanada home? ” [Djanada = Canada in Chinese]

When the class was over, and despite it being – once again – punctuated with difficult calls to order, he hastened to go and lock the door to prevent me from going out. A few minutes later, finally out of the classroom, he saw his parents arriving in the entrance…

He rushed into the office and immediately throws himself at my neck, shouting “No! No! No! Alex! Alex! “.

Chinese workers tried to make him understand that he must go home, but he would not listen. So I explained to him that soon his teacher will be Eric, and he was very nice. What’s more, he himself previously mentioned that he liked Eric and would choose him if he were to change teacher.

While still clinging to my neck, he replied in a firm tone: “No Eric. Yes Alex. “

He hugs me a little harder.

“Yes Alex. “

Sans mots

Speechless.

.

Alexandre

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