When I was about to go out at 8:30 am, the sun had risen high in the sky. Yet again, silence reigned Brooke Hall. I felt like being in the early morning of Taipei. Well, all of you should know what a blessing it is to be a student here because courses start pretty late. Jazel and I fought to make it to the animation workshop this morning, so we had to be the early birds. However, the lecturer today was a young man, and it looked as if he hadn't gone to bed last night. He didn't arrive until almost 10 am though the class was supposed to start about then. He is different from the lecturers of the previous two days, who were full of love. Jazel said that foreigners have more passion than the Brits. For example, Barbara is Italian. I think her words make sense since I am also a foreigner here, but full of passion.
It was unusual for us to see more boys today. We figured that courses related to computer technology attract them. The lecturer Florian is an animator, but what he does includes almost all fields of visual art. He said that it's mission impossible to compress courses that span a whole year into three hours, so he could only give us a taste of the 3d software Autodesk. But I could tell the boys that sat next to us were rather excited.
I am not that into computer, but here teachers don't push students. If I do not take the initiatives, I won't be able to make progress in basic techniques. And I don't want to go home with nothing learned. When Florian demonstrated for us, sometimes I couldn't follow. In fact, I guess I would have fallen behind if the teacher had taught in mandarin. However, I was glad that I went no matter what. If I hadn't been there, I wouldn't have forced myself to learn new things. When I had questions, I turned to the young people sitting next to me. The boy on my right side was Raphael majoring in BA illustration. We were in the printing workshop on Monday. He gave me the impression of being very ambitious with a lot to show to the world. Florian had everyone design a gallery with the 3d software, but Raphael was happy designing a room with a bed and a pillow. When we carried on with more new lessons, he drew a human skeleton, and after he was done, he turned to me asking, "So what did the teacher say?"
Meanwhile Jazel said her stomach was singing, so she prayed that Florian would let us go for our very special lunch today.
After the term starts, we have to bring lunch to school, so this week serves as the experimental period. I was responsible for the sandwiches today--salami with lettuce, tomatoes, cucumber slices and mayo of bacon and egg flavor. These two days we've experienced Indian summer in London, so at noon we sat under the sun thinking how to improve the sandwiches and designing new menu items. I even considered making rice balls for our coming trip this Saturday. Though I have to get up earlier to prepare lunch, there's nothing to complain about the lifestyle of students.
Jazel was responsible for the salad. Though I am not particularly into carrots, I knew better than to break a young girl's heart.
Eating can test a person's adaptability. Much as I enjoy the dining-out culture in Asia, restaurant food here, for one thing, is pricey, and it isn't necessarily scrumptious. If we do not manage to make some change, we won't lead a good life.
Since the photography lesson in the afternoon was totally packed, we opted for going to a free British afternoon tea party. God must have heard my calling for love yesterday, so he sent our way a team of ambassadors of love. Over the past three weeks, no British people have wanted so much to talk to us. Rosie from Edinburgh gave me the impression of being so sunny that I couldn't see any shadow behind her. She kept saying to us, "We have to get together to have a cup of tea some day!" There was another Chinese girl next to us promoting sermons given in mandarin every weekend. Well, our topics revolved around cooking still. In every way I felt so much like a housewife.
Here I don't have extra budgets for buying books, so if I feel like reading, I can bring home a handful from school. Before I left, I found a bag of readings. Today I came across a quote by Samuel Johnson: When a man is tired of London, he is tired of life; for there is in London all that life can afford.