Tuesday, March 24, 2009
Book smart VS street smart
I was having lunch with my classmate Willing the other day and I couldn’t help but whine for a bit about how hard our classes are. Willing responded just the way I didn’t want her to:
-You think it is hard? I think our lessons are OK! I understand everything in the classroom…
(Yeah, just rub it in, will ya….!) But then she added:
-Although as soon as I leave the classroom I feel all stupid! No one understands me, and I don’t understand them! I feel so stupid using Chinese outside the classroom.
A large smile found its way to my face.
-I am the complete opposite. I have no problem talking with or understanding locals but I find the classes extremely hard.
Funny how things are.
Then we spent the rest of the lunch eavesdropping as the table next to us was full of Chinese people. And believe it or not, I, who absolutely suck at ‘listening classes’ in school, understood pretty much everything meanwhile Willing, who’s a total star in class, barely got the general idea of what they were talking about.
Although once we got back to school and went into a class together I completely forgot about all of this and went back to feeling ‘dumb/stupid/slow’ as I was the only one being complete dumbstruck by the teachers writing, meanwhile everyone else was nodding along.
Maybe I should just accept matters. I will never become class-smart. But street-smart maybe isn’t that bad after all?