Each Chinese University is a cosmos in itself. Student homes will be built on the Campus. There is strict gender separation. However, the students know to bypass them, reported Zhang Danhong.
The author of the Cologne Brauhaus Sion
Privacy, we didn’t know, that’s why she was missing. We were six in a room – a significant improvement compared to eight in the language school. The other five Roommates learned English from Zero and were glad to be able to me with all sorts of questions holes. The student shared with me a bunk bed, soon became my best friend. You could not only dance and Country songs, she also had a Cousin on the most important point of distribution of Food in the cafeteria.
The Chinese say: “The people is the food of the heavens.” During the period of study was the motto of my because I was hungry all the time. My room friends it was the only way. We quickly realized what a unique location, our room was: on the ground floor at the side door of a student Dorm room, in the direct vicinity of a Chinese cabbage-mountain under a plastic tarp rested. In other words: no one was this winter stock for the canteen closer than we are. A dreary December evening, we unanimously decided to take advantage of this strategically important Position. We split into three Teams: The first was the lookout, and the second “repeated” inconspicuous a Chinese cabbage, and the third prepared hot water, noodles, and bowls. I can’t remember ever having Oh so delicious Chinese cabbage noodle soup is enjoyed.
Chinese cabbage was the main vegetable in the winter months in China
No indulgence for couples in love
Especially careful we had to be in front of an older woman who acted as a supervisor. In the evening, walked around our house and the three doors (a front and two side doors) closed on time at 23 o’clock. This was especially hard for the couples that had only the Beloved (the beloved), but not the time. So every evening, gathered shortly after eleven, two groups of students on both sides of the locked door: The girl in front of the door that wanted to get into the home clean and the guys behind the door, had to get out. It depended on the daily form of the old lady, how long you sweat, the lovers, depending on the location or freeze. Needless to say, all of the Windows were provided on the ground floor with bars.
Because the power of love, as we know, inventive, found the boys fast that a thick water pipe from the Laundry room on the first floor led directly to the outside. At some point it was used by some students as a of the secret way inside, to stay with your girl. Of jam in the tube has not been reported.
It is not only our house rules had a Problem with the 23 clock. But for us, it was particularly pronounced because of our house, whose inhabitants were studied inside Western literature, and an open-minded attitude towards sexuality, it was said, attracted most of the boys. As the “house of the princesses” was referred to the three-storey building, a place of longing of the male students.
The feudalistic node by beat
The President of the student Association, a rhetorically gifted Student of the sociology faculty, was on the late-night Situation around our home carefully and called on the leadership of the University, this in his eyes, unworthy of human beings, as a rule, to abolish – without success. It happened that he was to come to an end late in the evening, witness a dispute between two homecoming students and the supervision of lady. Since the woman has not responded to his request, opening the door, he considered funny, a spontaneous speech in front of dozens of onlookers. In it, he called the castle of a feudal table icon, and vowed to beat it after the speech is broken. Under the applause of the attending students, he took a Shoe and hit the lock.
Taken aback, the old lady looked and then called the security service. Almost was beaten up, our feminist Hero of the battle-tested security. Only at the last moment, the administrative head of the University met and ensured a bloodless form of the end.
Drama by Wolfgang Borchert are part of the German language and literature studies in China
Neither I saw then in this castle a political Statement, nor had I a friend, of which I had to me on time at 23 o’clock disconnect. However, I hated the rule because it limited me in my capacity as a night person. We had a seminar building, which was always open. But what if you have to be back before eleven in the students home? Through the water pipe crawling was out of the question for me. So, I made the decision to make the night into day. In good time before eleven I left the house of the princesses, and joined in the only brightly lit building in the whole Uni. There I read the German rubble literature, or prepared me for exams. At seven o’clock in the morning, I returned and put me to sleep. This rhythm, I held on not for long. Reading “Outside the door” (Wolfgang Borchert) I found that I also had to stand outside the door, I would want to get in my warm bed. Then I fell into an infinite melancholy, and no longer lived from the very next day after the Central European time.
Zhang Danhong was born in Beijing and lives since 30 years in Germany. In the series “English is not a bed of roses” she writes once a week about your first contacts with the German language and their Integration in Germany.