I commented on the
weather to my cabbie. It’s lovely
today. He immediately replied that the
this was special-ordered weather. There
is an event today, welcoming leaders of the world to the capital. I’d see various flags flying yesterday along
beside the Chinese flag, every one- hundred yards or so, on the drive out to
the Yanglin Exit. “They wanted beautiful
weather.” Perhaps the clouds were
seeded. Perhaps something else was
done. Perhaps it’s just a nice day and
not a “fake” nice day.
My older one is learning Scuba Diving or an upcoming
trip. I took her down to the first
class this morning. I wish I could have
stayed and learned with her for the rest of the day. I’d like to go scuba diving, but I need to
fly out to the U.S. in a few hours. The
open water aspect of the training will apparently be done in a lake near the
Great Wall. I couldn’t catch it but
perhaps it’s the Miyun Reservoir? The
teacher reminded her that there wouldn’t be much to see in that cold dark
water. Such is the manner of scuba
lessons in landlocked Beijing.
The teacher seemed like a nice young man. Everyone’s young these days. I used the facilities and when I returned my
daughter was in a room with a half a dozen other young people filling out a
form. The teacher commented to my
daughter that he had an English one as well, but she quietly confirmed that she
was just fine in Chinese. He looked over
her shoulder and noticed her Chinese name was Zhang Lan and said as much. She corrected his tone with one syllable
utterance. He laughed and commented
that her Mandarin was better than his.
I watched al this felt proud, of course, that unlike me she
was truly bicultural, bilingual. I
thought of all the times I overreact to someone’s innocent observation about my
Chinese with an over assertion of my ability, which only goes to the rickety
nature of my confidence and capacity. My
daughter had nothing to prove. One
syllable and she’d quietly asserted her mastery of the language. The thought of investing any more air proving
anything was entirely unnecessary. I
fear that sort of confidence and mastery may remain forever illusory.
Saturday 05/13/17
May what?
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