Zhongwen Zhiye

The second to last weekend, we all got together for a talent show. Each person had to either have an act or be part of one, and some people even joined multiple groups so there was a seemingly infinite procession of acts. Brendan, Nick and I decided immediately that we would be singing the Chinese national anthem. This was risky business because we would be singing it in front of all our teachers and language partners, Chinese citizens who might not take a poorly-sung national anthem very well. So, we made sure to grab at least one person who could sing--The Yale Alley Cats came to the rescue in the form of James, an acappella singer and friend. Even though we were upstaged by a few of the acts (I remember specifically a mini-play/opera), I felt like we held our own with James' help. The teachers were either pleased or amused, both of which I'll take over indignant ;).

After the talent show, we hung out with the teachers for a a little bit as the room was converted into an impromptu dance floor. It was fun, albeit a little offsetting, to dance right next to the program head as well as the teachers that had been in charge of us for the last 7 weeks. In those few moments I got my first feeling of the program really starting to wrap up, and in much of the following week my spirits lowered as I realized I would soon have to return to my 老家。shucks.