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I’ll have to ride the subway late at night more often…

Every Thursday afternoon I travel to Yanjiao to see the children at my old school. Today on my return trip home, I decided to see a movie in English (Men in Black 3 in 3D) since the bus stop is right by the movie theater and tomorrow is a holiday. When I got out of the movie theater it was after 10:00 p.m, raining, and I still had an hour subway ride before I made it home.

Just four stops from my destination, this little scene broke out. I don’t normally video strangers because I don’t want to be intrusive/obvious (and I don’t know how to ask in Chinese), but there was a convivial atmosphere, almost like we were family. It put a smile on my face and a warmth to my soul so I wanted to share it with you.

First only one guitar was playing and then another came and joined him. I don’t think they knew each other but they knew the same songs. Then on the other side of me was an older man meditating with what honestly looked like a petrified piece of poop. The young man across from him was quite interested and watched the man wave his hand above the object. The old man continued to wave his hand while looking at the young man with a playful glint in his eyes. The young man ventured a question but the old man just waved his hand and gave his mirthful glance. Finally he answered some of the young man’s questions.

I doesn’t seem like anyone is a stranger in China.

On another note…
This weekend is a holiday, Dragon Boat Festival. I’ve been busy this past week learning all about it so I could teach the children all about it. I hope to share what I’ve learned and some of our classroom celebration photos with you soon (this weekend if the teachers don’t have other plans to take me somewhere I haven’t been–collecting memories comes first, sharing them with you can come later).