in Lijiang Yunnan
a wee rest, and
off out into the main street to find sucker. Found a new place, again
of the “White “ minority where had a couple of “Snow” beers @ eight
rmb. ea NZ 1-80 , sat imbibing and, well !!
THE NIGHT OPERA CONTINUES.
little girl. I would say about six, with the wiles of twenty
Yes a very “old” little girl. Precocious in the extreme, but handled
with style. Attractive and knew it. jealous of any other pretty girl,
disdainful of little boys, I was more her meat. I made the mistake of
noticing her as I do with all little ones, so she parked herself at my
table and while doing complicated lines and graphics with a pencil and
ruler, she would look up to be noticed, and bat her eyes at ‘ this old
I tried to ignore her as it was a bit much, so she tried it on
another middle aged chap, and although he was fascinated, he had his
own little girl to spoil and attend to, so she would strut around with
the pencil balanced in her little ear, eventually going to ground
deciding no doubt, she was above all of us, found a spare table and
appeared to be doing some serious graphics, all the while looking
disdainfully around at the more average spoilt ,loud kids. She never
once uttered a sound, she didn’t need to, it was all body language and
eyes. I kept wondering who her mother was, as the waitresses all looked
after her, the old adage “it takes a village to rear a child” applies a
lot esp. in the more rural China. Her mother turned out to be the sour
faced, manager / or owner of the place.
THINK HAVE MISSED A FEW DAYS ABOVE.
sleep well last night. Get so tired in the day time, I am wont to have
a snooze, and that has never worked for me as, I then don’t sleep well
at night Spent the night going thru Tim's case, and what might come up
if I have to take the stand. Covered some good stuff I feel, hoping
this might put me to sleep, but no.
About eight in the morn.the
power went out, as it is prone to do all over, so popped around the
corner for breakfast..Had my great noodle soup in the same place where
I am very welcome now Spent some time with the help / or hindrance! of
the obliging receptionist ringing my hotel in Kunming. They tried to
charge me 250 a night, but i persisted in saying I had booked and as i
was a member with their card it was nearer 190. Eventually got it for
the original price of 197 rmb.
One o'clock and the b.—-power still not on but can still write and am
pm and power on, so think I got an e-mail to Our Mike. Richard rang and
wants to take David Round, and Richard Allison over to “Gloriavale”
Went back to the same restaurant and.
THE NIGHT OPERA CONTINUES.
my little fairy / hobgoblin was absent, and the waitresses couldn’t
understand my gestures as to where she was. Then, in a flash she just
appeared seemingly from under the armpit of the waitress, and it was
all on again.
No ruler or pencil behind the ear this time, just the
real thing, she knew she had a captive audience in this old fella. So,
in the cutest little voice, she started to talk. She would lean into my
obviously part deaf ear and, with such a serious communicative face
proceed to inform me about the / her world in short version, then run
off only to return a minute later with more snippets.
As long as I
aquessed and nodded approval, she decided we were in full understanding
and friendship. This went on for the duration, to the fascination, or
amazement of many of the other diners, and the knowing grins of the
waitresses. . She was not adverse to work either as, a waitress would
click her fingers and she would jump into action delivering crockery
etc. and when later I wanted another Snow beer, I just pointed at the
empty bottle, she knew precisely. She would whip to the cabinet, and
the right bottle would appear at my table, her with a gracious smile. I
asked her mama later her age, she said curtly “seven”
So, where to
with an exceptional little individual like her? I wonder how long it
would take the system to ‘dumb her down with “school etc “ a little
individual who, I could envisage becoming ,, a famous artist,
performer, or perhaps, business woman, rather than “work fodder, as
grist for the mill.( She reminds me of a tiny Franziska .)
should add, that as well as attending opera I did eat, and this meal
was one of the best i’ve had, mostly a green, lots of sliced chills,
A comparison , while walking home after my delightful
experience with my little film star, I stopped in wonder as, in the
large foyer of a new, big building, were about twenty five young men
and a few women lined up in rows, and their superior in front having
them perform in unison.They were jumping up and down, clicking their
heels etc. like robots, or performing monkeys.
I understand, as
there are so many new aspirants coming on “the market” in China, any
job is a JOB. It looked sad and even disgusting to
me. ( Oh
for my little fairy )
Richard MacDonald asked me of my favourite
impressions. Stuck at the time, I feel it was the alternative education
I experienced, especially around Dali, ( which I have written about )
The droves of, often intelligent people, running away from “the
progress! “ of China’s Eastern seaboard, from the pollution, stress,
and greed, who often see no future in that for their children, and look
for a different one, which often involves a freer, more natural and
human education, either home schooled or small specialised ones that
suit a particular individual, for instance, the six couples I met with
down syndrome children.