This morning in Fellowship we were singing. I (with my lack of Chinese) could only sing every 4th or 5th or 8th character that I recognized and mumble through the rest. Apparently it sounded pretty good because after one or two songs the man beside me thought I could read/write/speak Chinese & asked me to write my name and info down in his notebook.
Of course, he wrote it and then asked me in Chinese so I didn't understand what he was saying which kind of proved my Chinese wasn't as good as he thought it was. A student behind me translated it and told me so I wrote down my English and Chinese name. We were both quite tickled and very aware of my Chinese level.
It makes me happy I got those characters right in the song though. :)
My life in China: Teaching. Learning. Pursuing. Surrendering. Being Loved. Loving.
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