Hordes didn’t materialise.
English Corner ended up being a damp squib. I expected hordes of Junior Middle School pupils corralled into the area where we normally have English Corner, but there were just a few and they seemed to be sitting around with their parents having lunch. From what I could tell, no one seems to have told them that we had English Corner at lunchtime. We certainly didn’t need an hour and a quarter, and I ended up chatting with the usual suspects. It was only nearer the end that a few of them, probably on the urging of their parents, stood around and listened. Whether they understood much of what we were talking about is a moot point.
One of the things which came up was that maths test I mentioned the other day. [08.09.14. Post deleted?] One of the kids wanted me to write a letter to The Times about the state of English tests in China as a kind of corrective to views which foreigners might have about tests in China in general. Actually, I think he was more annoyed with some of the questions in last week’s English exam which clearly needed the guidance of a native speaker because it was one of those frequent occasions here when the question had almost no connection with the article and failed to focus on its theme.
It was not the only instance today when things turned out differently. I eventually found the classroom which we had to use today while our guests were using our classrooms to sit the test to get into the school. After some mucking around, we worked out how to get the projector working and, instead of art class, we continued watching the DVDs from yesterday. It was the better option since we had the whole of each class in the room.
As Todd noted, although it’d passed me by, Equilibrium is full of hidden rooms. Everywhere the hero goes, he’s always knocking holes in walls to reveal yet another. He always makes the hole just where the steps down into the room are located, even although he has no way of knowing they’re there. Even the hidden rooms have hidden rooms. And if that’s not enough, the electricity is working, or there are burning candles, or there’s a handy oil lamp, primed and ready, with a box of matches sitting beside it.