Thursday, November 27, 2008

Thanksgiving in Fuling

First, we ate breakfast, then we got on the bus, and drove to the new orphanage, then we did a ceremony, the ceremony was about opening the new orphanage, and we got pink balloons. I ''lost'' mine (on purpose)beacause I don't like pink . Then, people who ( I think ) worked at the orphanage handed out this long red ribbon, and scissors and then we took our scissors, and cut the ribbon. We cut the ribbon, because it was part of the opening ceremony. After we cut the ribbon, we took a group picture, and sang Twinkle twinkle little star, and dashing thruw the snow. I thot the opening ceremony was awesome, because we got to play with the babies again. Then we ate lunch inside the orphanage. Me, Mya,Chessie, and Lily, together, drank 20 cups of soda, and water (my stomach hurts, just thinking about it ). After lunch, we went back to the hotel, then we went shoping. After shoping, we came back to the hotel, droped our stuff off, and went out again.

This time, we went out to dinner for Thanksgiving, at this restaurant that Mama had written down in her notebook. People showed us to a building and we took an elevator. We ate on the 4th or 5th floor, and I swallowed a chili pepper whole, I thot the chili pepper was good, so I sucked on another one for about 2 minutes, before I spit it out. I even made Chessie eat a chili pepper. In China,the Chineese people ussally like their food spicy. After we were full, we sang yi shan yi shan ( twinkle twinkle little star in Chineese ), and''where are my friends'' (a chineese song ), and yu er yu er shui jong yo (another Chineese song ).After we thanked the waitresses who helped us, and went to the bathroom, we rode the elavator down to the 1st floor, and started walking back to the hotel.




This is a temple you can see from the New Orphanage. It looks cool. I wondere what it's like there. Mama said she thinks monks live there. Monks are wise guys who shave their heads. Women buddhists who do that are called nuns. I read that in a book about a woman warrior in ansient China.
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The opening ceremony was kind of long, but at the end we got gifts!
We got a Chinese dictionary because we the people who took care of us hope we learn Chinese.
This is us on the stage with Director Yang


This is Molly's mom with one of the babies. The moms held some of the li ttlest babies. This baby is only a few days old.


This is Huang Guang Rong. She took care of me a lot when I was a baby.
She took a picture of me with her with her cell phone to keep.
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We went on a walk in Fuling today with our parents instead of going to the pickle factory with the group. We walked past the old orphanage where we lived when we were babies. I lived there for one whole year before my parents came. The gate was open but we did not go in. It's a home for older people now. But the gate is still open. We almost ran back in but our parents said it was time to see more of Fuling.


This was on a lilttle street. There was kind of fun stuff. For instance there was little stores where people were selling things and bargaining and playing cards. Really cool stuff. Lily almost stepped on a ladies eggs, but then the lady smiled when we said sorry.


This lady stopped to let us take a picture with her baby. The baby was riding in the basket. It's like backpack for babies.
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Lily's dad got his shoes shined. The lady showed us how to do it. It was complicated.


This is the sign on our hotel. Lots of parents took pictures of it.


I dared Chessie eat at chili pepper at the restaurant after I ate one. She did! It was very hot.
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Chessie gave me big ears at dinner.


We sang songs in Chinese for the waitresses.


We were going berserk and we were getting in a little of trouble from the grown ups.
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Wednesday, November 26, 2008

Fuling

Sofie has fallen asleep. (This is her mom writing.) Tomorrow she will write her thoughts about her first day back in Fuling. See the photos for now. That's all we had time tonight to put up. They tell a lot of the story.