Little friends in China
The first friends I made in China were three kids. Literally 小朋友。
In early 2001, I skipped the tourist spots in Guilin city and headed to a residential area. By a park, I met a group of kids who invited me to join their badminton game. After thoroughly defeating me, the kids became fascinated with the phrasebook section of my travel book. They decided to teach me some phrases, and every time I made a mistake, the youngest would give me a playful whack. I wonder if she has grown up to be an effective school teacher or perhaps a MSS secret agent.