Day 5: Zhou Cheng Love
Today, we woke up to a lovely pancake/noodles breakfast at the Linden Centre and began our second SAS Essentials math class in which I completed my week's worth of work early. Then, I facilitated the daily meeting, prior to that I had a Skype chat with my sensational Social Studies teacher Mrs. Wegener about my Global Issues topic along with teammates Wayne, Erica, and Dannes. Afterwards, during Pitching In time Lauren, Alina, and I had our first round of laundry and laughed and labored for the next thirty minutes there basking in the joy of a new experience and each other's company. Then, I headed out for lunch in Si Fang Jie and had Tafel fried rice with Orion, Bryce, Austin, and Narelle and walked home happily. After we returned to the Linden Centre, it was WIPPIT time! I managed to complete all the work assigned and turn it in early proud and confident prior to some piano playing with fellow Groundbreaker, Austin.
Hooray! Our miniature field trip!
We went to the infamous town Zhou Cheng in which we saw open-air markets, gorgeous Ficus trees, and wonderful tie dye and embroidery shops. My mini group and I (Dannes, Erica, and Lauren) were utterly wonderstruck. Such intricate and elegant patterns! The beautiful embroidery from nearly a century ago. I bought a beautiful blue and cream waistband, Lauren bought a fabulous traditonal indigo dyed tie-dye shawl, Dannes bought a navy tie-dyed cooking apron, and Erica a black scarf with golden thread woven finely between it's knitted wool.
Naturally, we all fell in love with Zhou Cheng, our leave bittersweet and our future return triumphant.
I saw colors in a way inconceivable, the millions of harlequin shades scintillating and psychedelic. The million shades of blue splattered around me like a paintbrush in a Jackson Pollock universe, dyed sheets fluttering in the wind like dragonflies. I saw heat radiating off a boiling pot of midnight in the middle of the day, I saw a thousand hummingbird fingers sewing and cutting and stitching. I saw a world where sunlight hit every visible surface and illuminated our lives in a way people in Shanghai would never understand. I saw the shadow of Ficus trees shading the ground as if a watercolored vision on the stone pavements I stepped on. I saw daylight peeking through jealous leaves as if shy to greet us, foreigners in a familiar land. It didn't matter. All that did was that I found where I belonged and where I felt most happy. I fell in Zhou Cheng love.
We returned home for more Pitching In and dinner at the centre.
It's been a wonderful day, and I cannot wait for the many more to come.