Well, this morning I went to a churchyard right up from my
hotel, and we practiced Chinese hacky sack.
But I wasn’t the only one.
I guess maybe old people play it for exercise.
All of a sudden a man playing hacky sack saw me.
He took me by the hand and rushed me over to a bench. At
first I thought he was going to teach me a hacky sack lesson. But instead he
led me to a person that spoke English. I think that he might have been
interested that I was part Chinese and part white. They asked a lot of
questions.
I told him about going to the Temple of Heaven yesterday,
and he gave me something kind of like a mini history test.
But I was a quarter of the way right.
And I told him that I would return tomorrow for more
lessons.
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