Today, we went to the Chengdu College of Arts and Sciences once again! Today was much different weather than the last couple of days, which was nice for a change. With the wind and light rain, it felt like we were back in SF again. We got to the college and met with the local students once again for more activities and bonding. We played a series of games with the Chinese students to get to know them better. My favorite game was when two people were blindfolded and one was supposed to feed the other a banana. The third person of the group was supposed to direct the person holding the banana to get it into the other person’s mouth. This game was absolutely hilarious!! People were holding the banana wrong or putting it not in their partner’s mouth. It was so much fun playing this game as well as talking to the Chinese students and getting to know them. After multiple games with the Chinese students, we were given a tour of the calligraphy gallery at their school. We learned that there are four different types of calligraphy and it was wonderful to see the different types of calligraphy and to learn the history behind it.
After our calligraphy tour, we said goodbye to the local students and made our way to old town. Old town was gorgeous! There was a lot o greenery, cobblestone, and ancient architecture that was beautifully designed. We wandered along the river and the many paths that led all around old town. There were many little shops with traditional Chinese clothing as well as treats specific to the Sichuan province. It was interesting to see the difference between old Chengdu and new Chengdu, and how they have progressed from a small import/export town to a big city. I think that we all loved old town because we needed that quiet time to just wander around this serene area. It was a good break from the continuous hustle and bustle that the first couple week has been. It was truly a chance to sit back and enjoy the scenery for once. One thing that surprised me about China was that I have not been culture shocked yet. To be fair, we have only been in China for a few days. Something that has surprised me is that people keep mistaking me for a Chinese person who speaks Mandarin. So far, there have been at least five people who have attempted to speak Mandarin to me with absolute faith that I spoke the language. They always seem quite surprised to find out that I am American! Maybe I should start keeping count of how many people think I am Chinese haha!
- Jules B.
SFSU Psychology Study Abroad Students and Faculty Leaders