Tuesday
17th March, 2020 2045
The
fishcakes were pronounced good by Jody but awful by me. I am not sure
if it was my fault for making the mash too creamy or the fact of the
two slices of bread I had available to make breadcrumbs one of them
was Chinese “cake” bread. Either way, doubtful I will try again.
She
was really late home tonight. The reason was a last-moment meeting at
which she was required to take the minutes.
During
this virus nonsense, all students and staff have been required to
signal their continuing health each day to some Wechat or QQ group
by 1000 every day to the school leadership. Well, not me of course as
I am not on Wechat or QQ and I think they know what the answer would
have been anyway – I'll email you if I die! Anyway, how many uni
students get up before 1000 on holiday? Or me sometimes.
The
concern would perhaps be touching but for the reason for today's
meeting. One of the Uzbekistani students (not one of mine) told them
he was at home in Tashkent and was absolved of daily reporting. The
school has just learnt that actually he has been in Guangzhou
throughout, the guess is that Guangzhou contacted the school to say
they had one of our students there.
They
are going to expel him.
I
took Jody to task because she told me he was an excellent student and
I asked why didn't she raise her hand to defend the chap, who after
all is probably of adult age. Apparently she tried to say something
but was closed down with the injunction that she was only there to
take minutes!
Well
I think we can all see that would meet with resistance in western
countries and to be honest, if it was one of mine and he was indeed a
good student I would be demanding an audience. He's not and so I
shan't. I did save a female Chinese student a couple of years ago and
if she kept her nose clean hopefully she graduates in summer.
But
to boot someone out for being anywhere they want to be in their
holiday is to me a step too far. It's a bit like the “Travel
Request” form they sent me to complete when I leave the city. A
small thing maybe but what they actually get sent is “Travel
Advice” because if I am on holiday I do not need their permission,
certainly not when I am almost as old as the school I think! I go
where I want.
I
am getting rather tired of the school closure. Initially I was told
we would reopen on 30th March but I asked for confirmation
and was told there is no definite news. I have already had enough of
home marking, it is relentless.
Oh,
and I heard that the head Dean thinks I am always complaining about
my workload! Sadly, without dropping my source in it, I cannot
confront her about it.
To
be sure, I have squealed about sending me hither and thither in a 20
minute break which even for a student would be a push. Certainly I
told Dean Delia I hated English corners, especially as it meant a
taxi fare home, no time to cook dinner and an 0530 alarm the next
day. And even the students think they are a waste of time. But have I
complained about being given the maximum teaching workload this term
because I am the one and only? No I bloody haven't and I would love
her to say anything to me but she won't, it will all be behind my
back. I have never complained about my workload and that is a slur.
The
good thing is, the guy that actually wields the power, seems to have
gone from not liking me to really caring! I don't think it's a
bromance, more a case of “he's the only one who stayed”.
I am such a cynic.
I am such a cynic.
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