tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663145543334870141.post2638331176214059846..comments2023-08-16T20:24:57.571+10:00Comments on Adventures of an Australian English Teacher: My China memoriesUnknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger3125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663145543334870141.post-41867261645183130432011-04-07T16:22:34.777+10:002011-04-07T16:22:34.777+10:00I lingered over the display recalling my anguish w...I lingered over the display recalling my anguish when I first went into a Chinese supermarket, but I did become very comfortable later on, working out what was what.Di Hillhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09084961682943800838noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663145543334870141.post-32504226930388739042011-04-06T20:09:49.672+10:002011-04-06T20:09:49.672+10:00OH! Those soup bouillon singles were a STAPLE in ...OH! Those soup bouillon singles were a STAPLE in my apartment in China! And the laundry detergents cracked me up. I washed my laundry with fabric softener for two weeks!!! :)Amy Johttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12833449419077029490noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1663145543334870141.post-34905213365314453882011-04-06T09:47:53.677+10:002011-04-06T09:47:53.677+10:00That is how people who can't read and write ha...That is how people who can't read and write have to identify things. I often say that being illiterate is like being in China.<br /><br />Regards,<br /><br />peterAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05952914908453937218noreply@blogger.com