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I t was nudging C when we arrived in Harbin, just ahead of the fortnight-long firework bombardment that marks Chinese new year. Dry snow glittered like diamond crystals, ice sculptures illuminated every road junction, and the river was so solid that Zac was able to drive a miniature tank on it. Now the lapdogs have shed their jackets and bootees, the botanical gardens are alive with tulips, the ponds are full of bumper boats, and we are moving on. We were here for four months, for Zac to go to Chinese school and immerse himself in Harbin's flawlessly accented Chinese.
And the boy done good. He has coped with maths three to five years ahead of his UK level, in Chinese. He has studied Mao — a great patriot who trained his mind with reading and his body through swimming. He has watched his classmates laugh at Indian trains in geography, snigger in sex ed and engage solemnly in physics. He has learned Chinese with young adults and graduates, and played badminton, tag and Chinese playground games with his peers, navigating classroom and playground friendships as an ethnic and linguistic minority of one.
Morning after morning, he has got himself up at 5. Just surviving has been a real achievement, but to reach anything like fluency would take at least a full year more. And neither of us want him to have a Chinese childhood. And yet Zac has a secret cry before his last day. As I head into class, laden with chocolate, and see the cards and presents, I well up at the sight of a cuddly panda.
As guests here, we have been made quite phenomenally welcome. And the fact that we are leaving really sinks in — not as I abandon greying winter gear for the rag pickers, not as I pile up books to leave behind, not as I pack our lives back into two backpacks and a tote bag, but when our landlords finally allow me to pay for dinner. Three generations show up to see us off next morning, and insist not only on driving us to the station, but on hooking us up with a friend of theirs, Dongchao.
He will pick us up from Changchun station. Zac blogs, rather less frequently, at Kidventurer. Topics China holidays Backpackers' diaries. Asia Backpacking holidays features. Reuse this content. Order by newest oldest recommendations. Show 25 25 50 All.