This past Monday (9/24/18) was 中秋节, the mid-Autumn festival and a very important holiday in Taiwan which meant that we had Monday off from school and a long weekend!

There are several variations of the legend behind the mid-Autumn festival. The story I learned for 中秋节 is that at one point in Taiwanese history, there was a very hot and dry spell because there were ten suns in the sky. There was widespread starvation and death, and one brave man named Hou Yi who was a hunter decided he would help end the drought and hot spell by shooting the extra suns out of the sky with is bow and arrow. When only one sun remained, the land began to cool and the people were saved. Everyone was happy except the emperor because the suns that Hou Yi had shot down were his children. In anger, he banished Hou Yi and his wife Chang E underground where they would be forced to leave. The brave man’s wife prayed and prayed for a way to return to the land, and one day the earth goddess heard her prayers and granted her a 月餅 or a mooncake that had the power to bring her and her husband back to the earth. Unfortunately and evil man heard of the 月餅 and tried to take it from the brave man’s wife when he was out hunting for food. She refused to share it with him and was forced to eat the whole cake instead of returning it to her husband. She safety escaped the underworld and became a moon in the sky. However, she will spend the rest of her life separated from her husband. Every day on 中秋节, the Taiwanese people make, offer, and eat many 月餅 or a mooncakes  in an effort to reunite Chang E to her husband Hou Yi. (Disclaimer, I was told this story in Chinese so I may have some of the information and details incorrect…). People also have BBQs and get together with friends and family on this special day and also give gifts of 文旦 or pomelos. At my school, I was given two 文旦 and several月餅 in honor of the holiday.

several 月餅 (mooncakes) at a night market in Taitung

Because we had a long weekend, 7 other Hualien ETA’s and I all decided to travel to 台东(Taitung) for the weekend. Something we learned quickly while trying to plan this trip is that it is very important to book train tickets in advance. We were lucky to have gotten seats on the train we did even though we got them two weeks in advance. Everyone travels during the moon festival

The first day in Taitung, Jenna, Karina and I rented bikes for the day and traveled along the coast to a place called 小野柳 (Xiaoyeliu). The rocks that make up this fascinating tourist destination are made of sedimentary sandstone and shale. The different formations have been named after their appearance. For example, there are 豆腐 岩 (tofu) rocks, mushroom rocks, and honeycomb rocks. We luckily hit the formations at low tide so we could see all the different rocks.

mushroom rock

unsure

coral reef

tofu rock

honeycomb rock

You can just barely see Green Island off in the distance, about 30 miles away

cuesta rock formations

me romping around on some rocks

After we biked back from 小野柳 (Xiaoyeliu), we stopped at a park with a large outdoor swimming area. It was so hot we had already sweat through our clothes and we very much needed to cool down. We met up with the others shortly after at the bike rental shop and decided to check out a place called The Railway Art Village.

The Railway Art Village is the location of the original train station that had recently been renovated and relocated. In order to preserve the area people from Taitung decided to install a permanent craft fair. There were art vendors selling jewelry and postcards, and many musicians were busking in the street. I purchased a necklace and some postcards to send back home and a delicious pesto chicken sandwich!

Craft vendors

Paper lanterns lining the street

Because we were heading to Green Island on the 7:30 am ferry, we went to bed not too late to prepare for our early departure. We left in a taxi the next morning at 6:30 am and arrived at the harbor bright-eyed and bushy-tailed. The ride was 1 hour although I don’t remember any of it because I was fast asleep. When we arrived, our first stop was to rent scooters. There is an 18 km road that surrounds Green Island and it is most convenient travel by scooter. The first several places that we asked assured us that they were out of scooters for the day. Panicking, we kept asking and getting a similar answer. Finally, while we were trying one last place Emma pulled out her Taiwan scooter licence. It was like magic. Suddenly, the woman was eager to rent us scooters and happily set us up with four scooters for the day.

Once we had our scooters in hand, we grabbed breakfast and headed off for our first adventure, snorkeling! We stopped at one of the first places we saw on the side of the road. As we approached the building, I suddenly realized that I had no idea how to say snorkeling in Chinese. And neither did any of the rest of us. So we went up and using some body language, conveyed that we wanted to to swimming but with the fish. Thankfully the guy quickly understood our meaning and told us we could go snorkeling, 浮潛, fú qiǎn. He set us up with all the gear we needed and helped us get ready. We still had not payed for snorkeling so I asked him if we could pay separately. (分開付錢 fēn kāi fù qián). However, because I struggle with tones and similarities in pronunciation between different words in Chinese, the guy thought that I had requested to 放開浮潛 fàng kāi fú qiǎn, which means to go free snorkeling, or let go of the flotation and separate from the group. He quickly responded that this was far to dangerous and he could not allow it. Baffled I tried to explain that it would be more convenient to split up payment, which he then replied, it is too dangerous and more inconvenient for us. After a few minutes of complete confusion I realized we were not on the same page and with some gestures was able to convey our message. However, for future reference, 分開付錢 fēn kāi fù qián and 放開浮潛 fàng kāi fú qiǎn have very different meanings .

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After snorkeling, we began our trip around Green Island. The first stop was a beautiful lighthouse that was actually gifted to Green Island from the American Red Cross as a thank you for helping rescue US passengers aboard an ocean vessel that had run aground on the coral reefs just off the island. 

After stopping at the lighthouse, we continued on to one of the most important stops on the island. Green Island is a historical location because during the White Terror (1940’s-1980’s) it was used to house political prisoners. There is a large human rights memorial that has the names of all of the prisoners and their sentence time while at the prison. There is also a large museum inside the old prison that is now empty with information panels and photos. If you want to learn more about the history I recommend reading a book called “Green Island” by Shawna Yang Ryan.

The edge of the prison

Propaganda painted on the outside of the prison, stating “I love my country and I love my flag”

The names of political prisoners

The exterior of the memorial

After a speedy lunch, the next stop was a cave that is also used as a place of worship on the island. There are many interesting caves and crevasses on the island.

The entrance to the cave area

We were running out of time because we needed to return our scooters at 4 pm and catch a 4:30 ferry back to the mainland but we had enough time for just 2 more stops. The first stop was what many people claim is the most beautiful vista from the island. It is called the Little Great Wall and is a walking path that extends up along the coast.

The Little Great Wall traverses along a knobby length of the island.

The last stop of the day was a beach right before we reached the harbor. Gina and I quickly pulled off on the side of the road and ran down to check it out. The “sand” was made almost entirely of coral pieces. It was incredible!

Gina walking on water

Coral “sand”

We made the ferry in time and even got a job offer from the scooter rental lady (she clearly had a big turn of heart after she realized we were competent scooter drivers). She told us if we ever wanted to come back and teach English on Green Island she would be willing to help us out. On the ferry ride back, this time I managed to stay awake the whole ride and took some great farewell pictures.

Jenna soaking up the sun

Green Island in the distance

The next morning we returned to Hualien but don’t worry Taitung, I will be back! There are plenty more hiking trails and beaches to explore both in Taitung and on Green Island.

The island road

a scenic spot

the island road

a tunnel along the road

As of today, I have completed two full weeks of teaching at Fu Shi School. Every week I teach 13 classes: eight English classes and five music classes. In addition to this, every Wednesday all of the ETAs in Hualien travel to remote schools outside of the city in groups of three or four and set up English camp. This 2-4 hour program takes place in the afternoon during the weekly teachers’ meeting at every elementary school in Hualien. Students at these remote Fulbright-affiliated schools have the option to return home at the early release time or stay for our English program. We rotate between different schools every Wednesday so I see students at Feng Bin school and Zhe Xue school biweekly.

One of the biggest challenges I’ve encountered since starting to teach at Fu Shi and at my English camp schools is finding ways to connect with my students both inside and outside the classroom. This can be attributed in part to the language barrier between myself and my students, but also because I am clearly an outsider in their community and I think they feel intimidated approaching me. They are especially hesitant to speak to me in English because I am a native speaker. However, I can tell the students are very excited to have me as a teacher at their school by the way they peek through the windows of the teachers room or follow me down the hallway at a distance of at least 10 feet and wave. Within the first five minutes of being at Fu Shi school I lost count of the number of times I would hear a loud “helloooo!” from down the hall. The majority of the time when I replied with a quick hi or hello, the students that were speaking to me would immediately shriek and sprint away. Sometimes in class when I ask them a question in English they will climb underneath the desk so they don’t have to answer me. They call me “Teacher Becca 老師” (lao shi) because in Chinese sentence structure states a person’s name first and then 老師 (teacher) after. It’s quite funny to be called a double teacher but I try not to laugh and gently correct them when I get the chance.

I’ve decided that the best way to try to overcome the communication and relationship barrier is to work to befriend my students outside the classroom. Starting this past week, I have been eating lunch with a different grade every day to try to learn more about my students. The first day was somewhat of a disaster. I started eating with the 6th grade class. When I first came in, they all immediately started laughing. I looked around thinking I must have been missing some funny joke but quickly realized the source of the laughter was me. I asked them what was so funny and after about five minutes of whispers, one girl informed me that the bowl I had purchased to bring to school everyday for lunch was actually a cup and it was very strange to be eating rice and chicken out of a cup. For the rest of lunch they couldn’t stop giggling about my cup/bowl. The next day, I ate lunch with the 5th grade class. This went a little bit more smoothly because the teacher helped facilitate and played Adele for the duration of lunch so we mostly talked about music. But they also found my cup/bowl quite amusing.

I had the most fun with my 3rd grade class. The homeroom teacher left when I came in and the students immediately crowded around the teacher’s desk. They were asking me questions rapid fire in Chinese and although I understood only about one question out of every ten, they were quite patient with me. After we discussed my strange cup/bowl, we moved onto different questions like “Why are you so tall?” “Why is your hair blonde?” “What happened to your eyebrows?” “Why aren’t you eating a hamburger like other Americans?” “Do all people in America have blue eyes?” A person favorite of mine was, “How do you get back to America at the end of the school day?” Although I hardly had time to eat a bite of food and they laughed every time I mispronounced something, I could tell they were starting to open up to me. They taught me a dance to the Drake song “In My Feelings” which is very popular in Taiwan.

The next day I ate lunch again with the third graders because they begged me to come to their class. In both music class and and English class, my co-teacher Demi and I had taught them a chant where they would clap and say on the beat, “My name is               what’s your name?” I had helped them choose English names so they always asked me to help them pronounce their name. Besides “Teacher Becca, Teacher Demi, hello, good morning, and goodbye,” this was pretty much the only thing they knew how to say in English after only a few days of English class. At lunch, they wanted to sing the chant over and over again. To my surprise, one girl who had been too shy to speak a word of English before opened up and started to sing the chant! My plan to connect with my students seemed to be working. After the chant the third graders showed me the dance they had learned to “Head, Shoulders, Knees and Toes.” After eating, all the third graders went outside to brush their teeth, something all students do in Taiwan. I quickly chowwed down my food and took a few seconds to breathe in the spare time. After about five minutes they came sprinting back in. They ran up to me and dragged me out from behind the teacher’s desk. Then, all eight of my third grade students surrounded me in a giant hug and shouted, “Teacher Becca 老師, I love you!”

I was very surprised that they knew how to say these words in English. I was so touched that I started to tear up and quickly replied, “I love you too!” I found out later that while brushing their teeth, they had asked the fourth grade homeroom teacher how to say I love you in English. I would have understood these words in Chinese and my students knew this. By telling me in English, my students were showing me that they were not only excited to learn English but also that they wanted to connect with me using my native language, that is share their feelings with me in a way that proved I was more than just a strange and interesting foreigner in their classroom. As time goes on, I look forward to building more personal relationships with my students and learning to love each and every one of them for their own unique personalities.

September in Taiwan is much much hotter then September in Maine or Massachusetts for that matter. After a long week of 80-90 degree weather and high humidity with no AC at schol,  several of the other Hualien ETAs and I had decided that our one weekend plan was to find a place to swim. Gill suggested checking out 鯉魚潭 (Liyu lake) just outside of Hualien city, a popular tourist destination with many outdoor recreation activities including kayaking, canoeing, paddle-boating, hiking, and biking. “And swimming?” I asked Gill. “Hmmm you can swim but people usually only do in the mornings,” she said.

So on Saturday morning, determined to go swimming, I set out to find Liyu lake. It was only about 8 miles away from Hualien so I decided to bike there and meet my friends who were riding their scooters. Even though it was only 8 am, it was already sooo hot. By the time I got there I was absolutely covered in sweat. And very dehydrated. I bought some postcards and some iced tea and settled down to write next to a little old lady renting kayaks while simultaneously scoping out potential swimming spots along the lake. To my dismay, a big sign read, “NO SWIMMING.” How could this be, Gill had said people often swim here! I quickly scanned the water and realized there was not a soul swimming. I didn’t understand how such a beautifully clear lake was empty of swimmers on such a hot day. I began to hatch a plan. I would rent a kayak and then stage a capsize. The lady selling kayaks must have caught wind of my plan and quickly asked if I wanted to rent a kayak. I told her no, I would be okay. I decided causing a scene at the lake was probably not a good idea.

The view of Liyu Lake from my bench

While I sat writing my postcards, I noticed a slew of no-see-ums circling my legs. I would write a couple of words and then shoo them all away in distress. It went on like this for a while until the little old lady noticed my silent battle and came over fretting. She said something I didn’t quite understand but I gathered she was talking about little black somethings. Then she pointed at my legs and exclaimed “red!” in Chinese. I tried to assure her that I was okay but she was very concerned. Finally she went back into her tent. I wrote a bit more when she suddenly reappeared and tapped on my leg. She handed me a small bottle of ointment and told me to put it on the red spots. It was very minty and the bugs left me alone after I applied it. I thanked her profusely and she went back to her tent smiling and shaking her head muttering something about foreigners.

This was definitely not the first act if kindness I’ve witnessed in Taiwan so far and I frequently find myself in situations where I marvel at the generosity and thoughtfulness of Taiwanese people. For example, one day my friend Emma and I were walking out of school and a lady in a white van pulled over. She asked us what we are doing here and we told her we are teaching English in various Elementary schools throughout Hualien. She excitedly thanked us for coming to teach the children in Hualien, and pulled two waffles filled with red bean pastry from a little bag in the car. Now, when offered sweets from strangers in white vans in the US, it is probably a good idea to politely decline or try to ignore the stranger completely. However, in Hualien this was a completely different situation and we took the sweets and thanked her. Another time I was trying to figure out how to get to my first Chinese class and I was hopelessly lost on campus. I approached a group of guys and asked them where the language building was. They not only told me where, but walked me to the building and showed me the most convenient staircase. A different time I was getting ready to bike home from school and it was pouring rain. My co-teacher Demi begged me to be careful and then a few moments later decided it was far too dangerous for me to ride to the train station in the rain. She insisted that she would drive me home and pick me up the next morning at the train station. These are just a few examples of the many times I have been taken care of by complete strangers.

Back at Liyu lake, I decided to go for a short hike and then grab some lunch. Biked to the other side of the lake and began hiking the “exercise trail” according to the sign. It was intimidating to be alone in the woods with so many signs that warned of snakes and attack monkeys but I reminded myself I was just psyching myself out and I often hike or run alone in the US. The short hike turned out to be much longer than I expected and far steeper as well. The trail appeared to be infrequently hiked and I only saw one other person the whole time. The route was entirely made of rotten wooden stairs so it was a two hour stair stepping exercise. But the view was nice!

Views from the top of the “exercise trail”

Summit signpost

Summit selfie of course

When I made it back down I finally met up with a few of my friends. We grabbed a bite to eat and decided to go for a kayaking adventure. We returned to my favorite little old lady who rented us several kayaks for a fairly cheap price. We kayaked for about an hour and explored the whole lake. This time I was more careful with the sun and brought excess sunscreen and a hat too so don’t worry mom no sunburn here!

Picking up our kayaks from the raft

Lake views

Sarah (my roomate) and Gina out on the lake

The bike ride back was much smoother and before too long I was back home. Overall it was a wonderful adventure, minus the fact that we didn’t get to swim and the mysterious rash that appeared all over my whole body the next day that I have been unable to identify…

The last week of August marked the end of orientation and the long awaited announcement of school placements, and the start of teaching! Throughout the second half of August we had toured all ten elementary schools in Hualien that would be receiving a Fulbright ETA. Each school was characterized by distinct features including student body size, sports teams, proximity to downtown Hualien, and resources just to name a few. At each school we were given a 10 minute presentation by the Local English Teacher (LET) and the opportunity to ask a variety of questions. At the end of our tours we were asked to rank the schools based on our preferences and submit a form that helped our coordinator Gill and the government representative to determine the best placement.

After touring the schools I was certain that my top choice was Fu Shi. Although this school was the farthest away from the city and required a train ride and a 6 km commute from the train station, I felt as if I was a perfect fit for this school. Fu Shi is located 20 km outside of Hualien city and about 2 km away from Toroko (太魯閣) Gorge a place that got its name from the Indigenous peoples that live in this area. The school is tiny in comparison to all the the other elementary schools; it only has 70 students in the entire student body. The most defining feature of this school in my opinion is that the student body is comprised of 100% aboriginal students from the (太魯閣族) Toroko Indigenous group. Unlike some of the other elementary schools near Hualien city where Fulbright ETAs are placed, this school is under-resourced. In addition to teaching English, the LET, Demi, also teaches music and art classes and every year the student body gets smaller as more children commute to schools closer to Hualien city. We were told that the ETA placed at this school would be teaching music in addition to English.

My interest in Indigenous rights drew me to this school and the opportunity to teach music was an added bonus. I also was excited about the commute because it meant I would have a 3 mile bike ride every day and I would be right beside one of the most beautiful sites in Hualien: Toroko Gorge! The day of announcements finally came and we all sat anxiously, sweating through our nice clothes. I was placed at Fu Shi! My enthusiasm was not nearly as evident as the principle’s who jumped up with a gushing smile and shook my hand so many times I thought my arm would fall off.

All of the ETA’s standing beside their new LETs and Principles after the school announcement ceremony (My principle is on the far left beside me)

We started our first day of school on Wednesday 8/29. It technically wasn’t the first day of school because the students still had not arrived but Fulbright wanted us to have a chance to meet our co-workers and find our way to our various locations. I definitely had first day butterflies on Tuesday night. I hadn’t been on a train or even at the train station in Taiwan yet and to top it off, I also needed to transport my bike. My train left at 7:29 am so I set my alarm for 6:20 just to be sure I had some wiggle room in case I got lost or was unable to communicate in my subpar Chinese language skills.

I awoke the next morning to my roommate (Bless her soul) gently shaking my shoulder and saying, “umm… Becca I think it’s time for you to get up?” I jolted out of bed in shock and realized it was already 7:04!!! My alarm hadn’t gone off and I had exactly 25 minutes before my train was leaving. Panicking, I tumbled through the apartment trying to gather my belongings and shove them into my backpack. At about 7:13 I sprinted down the stairs and roared onto the street on my bicycle. Suddenly remembering I had no idea how to get to the train station, I screeched to a stop on the side of the road and pulled up directions. Thank goodness the train station is so close. The ticket seller was definitely taken aback by the frazzled foreigner desperately trying to communicate…

“我要一个票。。。到” (crap wait I forgot where I was going) … “oh yea Xian Sheng!” By the look on the ticket seller’s face I could tell I was naming a non-existent place, so I tried again “Sheng Xian?” still no recognition and then … “Xin Xiang?” hmmm still a no go. Finally… “Xin Cheng?” Thankfully a flicker of recognition came across her face. She nodded her head and I had 1 ticket to Xin Cheng (新城). I was about to leave when suddenly she started shouting something so I turned around and discovered I needed to buy a separate ticket for my bike. By this time I was cutting it very close so once I got the ticket I sprinted across the train station to find my platform. I had to carry my bike down the escalator and then back up another one. I quickly discovered that my ticket didn’t say a platform so I started to panic, realizing it was already 7:24. I tried to ask the man cleaning the station where my train was and he stared at me as if I had 5 heads. He beckoned to another guy who came over who listened to me and then just took my ticket, read it, and directed me to the correct train. I started to get on but the conductor ran after me saying “no no no!” I once again panicked, maybe I forgot to buy the ticket for my bike helmet too? But he took my bike and kindly directed me to another train car. He told me to lock my bike to a pole and as soon as I finished the train took off. It was probably the most stressful morning of my entire life and I vowed to set at least 4 alarms for the next morning. Unfortunately, my journey was not even over.

I arrived in Xin Cheng (新城) at 7:49 and had 11 minutes to carry my bike down a flight of stairs, up another flight of stairs, through the train station, and then bike 3 km to school. The anxiety of the morning had caused me to sweat through my shirt and shorts entirely and I hadn’t even gotten on my bike yet. And to make matters worse I had forgotten to put on deodorant and hadn’t had time to take a shower in my frantic morning rush. Miraculously, I made it to school only 2 minutes after 8 and before my co-teacher. When she came in she looked at me and smiled saying, “Wow you actually made it! You are sweaty.” Then she said, “We have a teachers meeting from 9-3 today so you can go back home!” REALLY?! I suppose at least I had the chance to figure out how to get to school and got my books for my English classes. I have my own desk which is also very nice! But the fact that I didn’t actually need to endure the anxiety filled morning… at least the mountains were pretty.

The inner courtyard of Fu Shi School

The classrooms at Fu Shi and the front entrance

A closer view of the mountains in the background at Fu Shi

At 9:00 I trudged back to the train station and waited until the 11:09 train which was my next option to get home. I felt entirely drained so as soon as I got back to Hualien city, I climbed into my bed for a nap. But before I fell asleep, I made sure to set 4 alarms; 6:30, 6:35, 6:40 and 6:45 just in case I didn’t wake up before the morning!

Scooter Examination

For all of August we have been learning to ride scooters in preparation for the examination. Unlike in the US, scooters are the primary form of transportation in most parts of Taiwan and for some of us it may be the only feasible way to actually get to our elementary school. We’ve been practicing for about 2 hours every day. On Friday, August 17th, we all arrived at the driving test site to get ready for our exam. Two of the ETAs from Hualien decided not to come because they did not feel ready, but the rest of us arrived early to practice. It was raining as I pulled up on my bike and the test track was filled with small pools of water. I was definitely nervous because I hadn’t been on a scooter in the rain before.

Before we even took the driving portion of the test, we had to pass a physical examination and a written examination. Thankfully the physical examination was simple. Studying for the written examination turned out to be incredibly difficult because even though we could take an English version of the test, there were thousands of potential questions and many of them referred to street signs that were written in Chinese characters. On top of this, many of the English translations for the questions were confusing and didn’t make sense. For example, one of the questions was; “Choose the correct order while trapped on a train track: Push – Press – Run; Run – Push – Press; Press – Push – Run.” What does this even mean?! I don’t know but the correct answer is press push run in case you were wondering. There were also many questions about exact turn radius of a scooter for a variety of scenarios. Six out of the seven ETAs from Hualien passed the written test and so we moved on to the on road examination. The video below shows what we needed to do to pass the examination. The straight line test was by far the hardest. If you crossed the line at any point of the course a horribly loud siren blared to indicate your failure. However, because multiple people were taking the test on the same track at the same time so it was confusing to tell who had failed.

I went first and thankfully I passed!!! So now I am officially a licensed scooter drive anywhere in Taiwan, watch out everybody! However, I decided I liked riding my bike more and so unlike the other five ETAs that passed, I did not get a scooter.

Me right before I entered the scooter testing area

Surfing at 北濱 (Beibin) Beach

After passing our scooter tests it was the weekend. On Saturday Gill, our coordinator, told us about this opportunity to collect a bag of trash at 北濱 beach in Hualien and in return, go surfing or Stand Up Paddle-boarding for free. I wasn’t sure where and when the surfing would be because every time I’d walked along the coast in Hualien City if I even started to think about swimming it was like people could smell my idea and they would warn me that it was far too dangerous.

I couldn’t pass up the offer so I hopped on my bike and booked it down to the beach. After collecting a bag of trash, I returned to the van and asked for my free surfing voucher. I quickly realized I had misinterpreted the event and I actually needed to go surfing right away to redeem my prize. And to my shock, people were actually in the water! So I took off my Birkenstocks and grabbed a board in my regular clothes and took off, despite the fact that I’d only ever been surfing one time before. I met a man visiting from France who had also gotten a free surfboard rental and together we pretended we knew what we were doing for an hour. Although I only got up on the board one time, it was a blast. However, I learned my lesson about sunscreen and from now on I’m never leaving the house again without it. I was brutally sunburned and as I made my way back home, it was as if I had committed a terrible crime. People would stop me or point at me from across the street and say loudly to their friends, “曬斑!” (“sunburn”)! People are very careful with the sun here and will take any extreme measures to keep their skin pale.

Tofu

On Monday instead of a regular orientation lesson and training, we got to participate in a cultural event. Gill organized a trip to 羅山 (Luo Shan) where we got to make homemade mud volcano tofu and visit 六十石山風景區 (Sixty Stone Mountain). This location was about as far south as you can go in Hualien Province before hitting Taitung Province and to get there we drove in a van winding through the mountains for about two hours. It was a dreary day and the wind and rain battered the car as we made our way to羅山. 羅山 tofu is created by mixing a soybeans paste and water from the mud volcanos nearby. The addition of the water from the mud volcano helps the tofu to congeal. It is then pressed and served hot. Families in this area have been making this tofu since the 1920s but the industry was lost for a period of time and has recently been revived through agritourism.

We got to actually create the tofu from scratch, starting with whole soybeans grown at the farm! The process went something like this:

The grinding stone and Mr. Lin adding soybeans and water 

Grinding the soybeans into a paste that is collected in a bucket

The paste being heated and stirred in a large saucepan

The mixture foaming as it gets hotter

Mr. Lin pouring the mixture into a bowl with a cheesecloth to filter out the solid pieces

Sifting out the solid pieces to obtain only the soybean milk

The soybean milk returned to the stove with the added mud volcano water that causes the mixture to congeal

The congealed mixture added to two boxes to press

Me pressing the tofu into a square shape and removing the excess water

Mr Lin pulling back the cloth and revealing our tofu

Finished tofu and soymilk that was rapidly consumed by our group! 

The finished project was so simple yet delicious and in a few short minutes the entire square of tofu was demolished. We happily returned to the vans full of tofu and warm soybean milk.

Our next stop was 六十石山風景區. This is a particularly famous tourist destination in the late summer and early fall because of the fields of beautiful orange flower blossoms. Many Taiwanese people come here to take wedding photos! Unfortunately because of the storm, we were unable to see the scenery through the clouds but the flowers were still gorgeous.

The view from the top of the mountain obscured by clouds

Some the the ETAs from Hualien 

Despite the ran it was a fun outing and a great way to end orientation in Hualien. Stay tuned to hear more information about my first few days of school!

Orientation 

The second week in Taiwan, we traveled to Taipei for a two day orientation with all of the other ETA Fulbrighters in Taiwan. We flew out of Hualien (which seemed quite silly because it was a two hour train ride) on Thursday morning. The topics from the first day of orientation included an overview of the history and various policies of Fulbright led by the president Dr. Volke, information from AIT (American Institution in Taiwan), a panel about culture shock and mental health concerns, and a welcome dinner with a guest speaker. There were many opportunities to meet with the ETA’s from the other locations in Taiwan as well and we all discussed opportunities to stay with each other while traveling to new locations.

The best part of the day was perhaps the dinner buffet and the evening speaker, Andrew Ryan. He was a former Fulbrighter who had remained in Taiwan after his year ended and worked as a broadcaster on a radio show. He talked about the importance of engaging in Taiwanese culture and getting to know the community. He now stars in a TV series with a blind Taiwanese man who is an incredible dancer. I think one of the most important takeaways from his lecture was that there are other ways to engage with people and culture that don’t involve seeing.

The second day of orientation included a talk about diversity, sexual harassment, special education in Taiwan, and professionalism. I was particularly intrigued by the diversity talk. It focused primarily on diversity within our group of ETAs and how to teach students about diversity in America. However, I would have liked to know more about diversity within Taiwan, particularly the diverse Indigenous populations. Here are a few photos from the conference posted on the Fulbright Taiwan Facebook page!

Me asking a question about Indigenous diversity in Taiwan

A photo of the Hualien ETAs with TEFL advisors, President and Vice President of Fulbright, and several distinguished guests

Because we were already in Taipei, the rest of the ETA’s and I decided to spend the weekend sightseeing in the city. We booked a hostel for the weekend and after the conference ended on Friday, headed to the hostel. The first stop of our trip was Shilin night market, a 5 minute walk from our hostel. It was huge! As soon as we entered the market, we were immediately enveloped by the smells of stinky tofu among various other street foods. Gina got a fried squid that we all tried and Karina got stinky tofu (yuck!). There were also games galore including archery, ring toss, fishing with real goldfish, pinball etc.

One of the many games (with live animals)

The various street foods available at Shilin

An image of the underground gaming area in Shilin Night Market

Saturday:  貓空 

The next day we traveled across Taipei to Wenshan district and took a gondola ride to  貓空（Maokong）, a small mountain that was famous for its tea production.  貓空（Maokong）literally translates to mean no cats, but we actually saw so many cats on the mountain! The gondola ride was incredibly beautiful. At the top we ran into several other Taiwan ETAs from different provinces and ate a delicious lunch with tea at one of the restaurants on the way.

Jenna and Lauren, two other Hualien ETAs riding with me on the gondola

Views from the gondola

Views from the restaurant where we stopped for lunch

Most of the other ETAs decided to go back a early but Gina and I stayed for a bit longer and hiked on some of the paths. There were so many different types of fruit and tea growing and many farmers were busy at work harvesting plants. We accidentally got in line for the glass floored gondola for the ride back which was terrifying considering that Gina and I are both afraid of heights. We left just as the sun was setting over Taipei and WOW is all I can say.

Farmers working in the field at 貓空 (Maokong)

The glass floor in our Gondola 

The incredible views from of sunset on Taipei, with Taipei 101 in the distance

Sunday: Shifen （十分） Waterfall and Lanterns

On Sunday I met up with Shelly, one of the students that participated in the Taiwan/US exchange program I was part of in in high school. She told me she was taking me to one of her favorite places near Taipei where we could launch lanterns! When we got there, it was pouring so we decided to send postcards to some of our good friends in the US. Next, Shelly got me some peanuts and chives wrapped in ice cream which was a bit strange but nonetheless interesting. After that we found one of the things I’ve been searching for ever since I arrived in Taiwan… delicious scallion pancakes!!! The older lady that was cooking definitely knew that my mouth was watering and she asked me if I thought her scallion pancakes were beautiful (to which I said absolutely).

Shifen Waterfall

Shelly trying to stay out of the rain 

Shifen Waterfall

The next stop in Shifen was the street where lanterns are launched. It is right in the center of the town and on top of the train tracks that travel directly between the buildings. Shelly and I purchased a lantern together and each decorated two sides. Different colored lantern correspond with different wishes, so we decided to go for a pink one that symbolized a happy and healthy life.

My side of the lantern! The English meaning is for Taiwan and the United States to develop/maintain a good relationship 

Also my side: I wrote love for family and friends, and for my Chinese language skills to get better

Shelly and I launching our lantern with some help from a shopkeeper 

This adventure was the end of my time in Taipei for the weekend. I was happy to return to Hualien to escape the busy streets of Taipei but I’ll be back before too long for more adventures!