School Life Pt. 4: Teacher Appreciation Day

School Life Pt. 1, School Life Pt. 2, School Life Pt. 3

Teacher’s Day was supposed to be celebrated on 9/28, but since that’s a Sunday, our school celebrated it two days earlier. After further research on Taiwan’s Teacher’s Day, I learned that 9/28 is Confucius’s birthday. Since Confucius is the most respected teacher for the Taiwanese, Teacher’s Day on 9/28 makes sense.

We were all ordered to go to the athletic field in the morning (where we have the flag raising ceremony every Tuesday morning) and we listened to a student ensemble then a teacher talked to us about why we should thank the teachers. By this time, the chatter from the crowd of 3000+ students had already swallowed up the sound of the microphone.

Most of my classmates were studying for physics:

We were ordered by the teacher with the microphone to give our teacher shade with an umbrella and some cool breeze with a fan. Our class leader held the umbrella over our teacher’s head while the vice leader fanned our teacher with a folder.

The students were then told to give our thank you card to our homeroom teachers that we’d prepared earlier in the week. Each class had a giant card for their homeroom teacher.

The photo above is badly focused because I had to take the photo really quickly. There were school policemen walking up and down throughout the giant grid of students at all times, and phones aren’t allowed during school. Here’s a better photo, but the student who presented the card had already backed away in embarrassment from showing appreciation to our teacher:

Somehow our vice leader’d brought a chair down three flights of stairs and he’d offered it to our teacher. He sat in it for a few seconds then said he preferred to stand:

The chairs in our classrooms are super tiny and you can’t slouch in them, otherwise the top of the chair back will poke you uncomfortably.

Teacher’s Day was a new experience for me because there isn’t one in America (I think??). After the ceremony in the morning, it wasn’t really mentioned in class for the rest of the day.

Intro to Lactaid


Since the second semester of my senior year of high school, I have been lactose intolerant. I might’ve been lactose intolerant a bit earlier than that, but I was “diagnosed” earlier this year after I went to my local hospital for a test. I’d been getting an upset stomach nearly every day.


The test was very painful. I had to fast for 8-12 hours before the test, then the actual test was 4 hours, during which I drank a cup of pure lactose (with orange flavor…ew!) and then blew into a tube every 15 minutes. I wasn’t allowed to eat anything during this test. I’d planned on doing homework during the exam, but I was so hungry that all I could do was find iPhone games, play them for a few minutes, then delete them because I couldn’t find them entertaining.


Now, whenever I want to eat something that has milk in it, I have to take a Lactaid pill along with the first bite of my dairy-food, and if I eat the dairy-food for more than 30 minutes, I should take another pill. Sometimes I just take two at once if I feel like the product contains a lot of milk:


I carry at least 3-4 Lactaid pills in my wallet at all times, and my school backpack has 40-50 pills. They are individually wrapped, and I try to take a photo of the pill stuck inside my food.

The pills are chewable and taste like nothing.


I use Lactaid pills only when I’m eating a dessert. I’ve never used a pill for drinking milk because I can drink soy milk instead, and I’m not sure one or two pills would be enough for a glass of pure milk.

I’ll keep ya’ll updated on the Lactaid pills as I get more photos.


School Life Pt. 3: Grilling Meat

School Life Pt. 1

School Life Pt. 2

My classmates’d planned to go grilling meat since the Mid-Autumn Festival (the Taiwanese way of celebrating the festival is to grill meat while people in China celebrate with duck and moon cakes) when I told my classmates that I’d had hotpot instead of grilling meat.

It was the day after a typhoon so there were still lingering showers, and we walked for about 20 minutes in the rain to a grilled meat restaurant.

These two classmates are a good team. These two didn’t even look up from the screen whenever we crossed streets :

At the grilled meat restaurant, we each payed NT$500 for unlimited meat, soda, and ice cream. The meat was raw and sliced thinly and came in large plates.

Each table had two grilling pots, which were filled with hot coals and topped with a metal grill mesh. We were each given a pair of metal tongs but one student took over the grilling and kept bragging about his expertise. None of us complained though, because it was like having our own personal chef.

He liked to slap the meat with the tongs. When the oil from the meat dripped onto the coals, flames would pop up.

Everyone’s favorite was bacon and in Chinese it’s pronounced like “Pagan”. It was the thinnest and therefore grilled the fastest and held the most flavor when you dipped it in sauce.

My classmates all had a great time. One table was noticeably more lively because the people at the other table were addicted to their smartphone game.

We were given ice cubes to extinguish any flames caused by dripping oil. We might’ve been using them incorrectly:

In the end, we’d all gotten too much smoke in our faces and stepping outside into the rain was soothing. Overall, I enjoyed grilling meat. Although there weren’t any vegetables and it was slightly expensive, I had a good time with my classmates and laughed a ton, which always happens when we’re together.

School Life Pt. 2: Typhoon Fung-Wong and Acnes Facewash

School Life Pt. 1

Last night it rained pretty hard because of an incoming typhoon. I’d just gotten back from a very windy and cold day at the Formosa Fun Coast waterpark on a Rotary trip. On the news there was a little box in the bottom-right corner that listed which areas of Taiwan where school and work were canceled.


The rain was continuously pouring throughout the evening. But my school was not canceled.

Looking out the window today at school, I could see so many raindrops falling near and in the distance that I imagined surface of the earth was getting pushed down by the weight of the raindrops.

All the students came to school prepared:



On another note, today in class we were all given Acnes face wash packets:


As one of my classmates said, it was more of an advertisement because there was one slim gel packet wedged inside of a paper card that was plastered in info about the product.


Back to the typhoon: The older sidewalks on the walk back home were greener than I’d remembered them being:


I bet I looked so stupid bending down and taking photos of the ground, but I could’ve sworn the sidewalk looked so much greener than before.



The temperature at school today was tolerable because of the rain so we didn’t use the AC for the first time this school year!


School Life Pt. 1: Night Market and Phone Games

The title of this post is designed to force me post more about school in the future.

My school has about 3,000 students, which is 10x bigger than my former high school. It is a public, prestigious high school with many students going on to attend good universities in Taiwan…. But I’m going to focus on the interesting stuff.

I was put into a high school first grade (sophomore) class in my high school that is a science-math gifted class. The class as a whole is full of very lively, rule-breaking kids. Every day at school is full of laughter.


For the last week, my classmates have been addicted to a smartphone game called 刀塔傳奇, which is “Legend of the Turret” when directly translated. I have no idea what the game is about but whenever I look at a phone screen it looks like Candy Crush Saga, with different colored tiles that you arrange to destroy.

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There’s no wifi in my school but a couple classmates have cellular data and they can somehow share the cellular with other classmates.

The passing periods are put to great use. The phones have to be concealed from the long-line of windows on either side of the classroom (much more exposed than a classroom in America: you can see every bit of the classroom from the outside). If a teacher sees a phone, it will be confiscated. Students have resorted to sitting on the ground behind desks:


Or creating large groups of students so that the phone is completely obscured from a teacher in the hallway:


My classmates have even developed a new way of cramming for tests during lunch:


I can’t wait to see how the class evolves over time !

My school is close to Le Hua Night Market (樂華夜市) and after class there’s always a good portion of students who go to the night market. A night market is a lattice of shop-lined streets, usually two or one-lane streets, with a main street that has a big chinatown-style gateway on either end of the street. The night market is born around 3-4 pm every day and reaches its full maturity around 8-9 pm, when the streets are lined with food carts and the street narrows considerably. I’m not sure when the night market retires at the end of the night, however, because I haven’t gone to one after 9 pm.


My classmates took me there after the first week and a half of school, after the last class which ended at 5:00 pm. We went there after going to a classmates house but got there at 6 pm, which is the night market’s adolescent stage. There were a few food carts lining up but there were still scooters zipping by, making it a little uncomfortable.


I’d told my classmates that I hadn’t tried stinky tofu yet, so all 9 of them sat down at a food cart and we each got a plate.


The smell of stinky tofu is just a more severe version of the taste, which makes it unbearable to smell. Once you taste stinky tofu, you’ll understand that the smell is just a heavier version of the taste.

Counterintuitive Solution to Street-Litter Problem

One of the biggest noticeable differences between Taiwan and China is that the streets in Taiwan are much cleaner. I’ve been walking to and from school almost every day, and I don’t think I’ve noticed any trash on the street so far. I then also noticed that I hadn’t seen a single public trashcan on the street in the last ~2 weeks I’d been in Taipei.

When I brought this up with my host mom, she pointed out that there aren’t any trashcans on the street in Singapore either. After googling this, the ostensible reason is that trashcans can house IEDs and by removing the trashcans Singapore is reducing its risk of terrorist attacks (

I thought Singapore was one of the cleanest cities/countries* in the world?

Maybe the secret to having a litter-free city is to remove garbage cans from the street? I think removing the garbage cans puts the pedestrians in the mindset of holding onto their litter and saving it for the garbage can in their office, school, or home.

If you leave the house and plan to eat your breakfast slowly, spaced throughout a 45-minute bus commute to Chinese class at another high school, you better bring a backpack to store your trash in (which I always do).

If you readers have any guesses as to why streets without trashcans are cleaner, please comment below! Perhaps it is just coincidence that both Taipei and Singapore’s streets are clean, but I think there’s a reason for everything…

*Singapore is both a city state and a country at the same time.

Food at the Mid-Autumn Festival (中秋節) in Da Jia(大甲)

The standard meal for celebrating the Mid-Autumn Festival in Taiwan is to grill meat (烤肉). I didn’t get a chance to this Mid-Autumn Festival, but my classmates are taking me to grill meat next week.

Instead of grilling meat, we had hotpot with my host mom’s brother’s family. Uncle took us to a giant restaurant that had every appetizer and dessert imaginable. I’d forgotten my Lactaid pills so I couldn’t have any… (I’ll explain Lactaid in another post sometime).

This hotpot was different from any hotpot I’d had before because each person had their own stove that was built into the table and each person then also had their own pot.

In previous hotpots, we’d shared a giant plate of raw meat strips and uncooked vegetables and noodles. Here, each person had their own plate and you went up to a supermarket-vegetable-aisle style place to get your ingredients:


Another thing I enjoyed about visiting Da Jia was the fruits. The first day in Da Jia I had so many cubes of fresh-cut mango that I actually couldn’t finish the bowl.

The second day was Asian Pear (水梨) day. It was single-handedly hosted by this one street vendor who was selling boxes of these giant pears from the back of his pickup that was parked on the side of a mountain.

In America, the asian pears are the size of apples and the skin is pretty tough. Here, the pears were the size of grapefruits and the skin was thin and the flesh was very crisp.

The vendor peeled and cut 3-4 giant pears and handed out slices to our group of ~10 relatives. He was really making a sale! I felt really happy until the relatives began bargaining with the poor man (in Chinese, bargaining is 殺價, which means to “kill the price”). The wealth gap between the two parties was making me embarrassed about us bargaining with the vendor, but no one there minded. I thought that since the vendor’d already kindly filled us up with juicy slices of pear, we’d be generous to him. I guess if the vendor really was having tough times he wouldn’t let us lower the price.

Shortly after a big meal of hotpot (again), we feasted again on slices of the pear and mango juice:

We ended up buying two giant boxes of pears (each box had 22 pears) and they were split among the different relatives that came to visit this Mid-Autumn Festival.


Animals of Da Jia (大甲)

This weekend I went to my host mom’s uncle’s house in a small suburban town in the center of Taiwan for the Mid-Autumn Festival.

It was my first time staying in a rural town in Taiwan. Oceans of rice plants and tons of little animals everywhere. This rabbit was caged in Uncle’s garage. It stood on its hind legs whenever I approached so it looked really human, which made me feel bad about it being in a cage (funny how that works!).

Uncle took us out at night to walk along the narrow streets that had deep gutters on both sides that bordered the rice fields. He brought a flashlight and we looked for fish, shrimp, and birds in the gutters. Most of the fish and shrimp only come out at night. When the flashlight shone on them they just stood still in the water. I amazingly didn’t get bitten by any mosquitoes even though I was always slapping at my neck and legs.

A flattened snake (we’d brought a walking stick along just in case we saw a live one that wanted to attack):

Learning Chinese Zodiac Pairings

Over the Mid-Autumn Festival (中秋節)I went to my host mom’s brother’s house in the middle of Taiwan (台中). He is a textile factory owner and has lived in a suburban town (pop. 70,000) called 大甲 for most of his life. He (Uncle) gave me a detailed demonstration about the zodiac and also told about me some zodiac-related rules that should come in handy later in life.


Uncle first drew on the back of a calendar the twelve Chinese zodiac animals. I was born in the year of the Rat (鼠). Challenge: Can you find that character on the paper?

I learned that drawing the zodiac animals on your hand (like the photo below) is a good way of learning of the pairings:


I also learned of two things to pay attention to when interacting with others:

1). The Six Groups: Rat(鼠) is paired with the Ox(牛), Tiger(虎) with Pig(豬), and moving to the index finger and pinkie finger, go upwards and pair the animals directly across from each other. End with the animals on the middle finger and ring finger (Horse(馬) and Sheep(羊)). These pairs are compatible with each other for business or marriage.

2). The Four Groups: So Rat (鼠) would be paired with Dragon(龍) and Monkey(猴). These three are also compatible.

He said people born in the year of the Horse(馬) are easily scared of people born in the year of the Snake(蛇).

I really enjoyed staying overnight at Uncle’s house because the surroundings were really peaceful and different from the bustling city.


Sigh… Because of the sun in this photo, I’ll have to say: #nofilter

This was the view of a rice field from the bathroom window.

Yangming Mountain National Park

I visited Yangming Mountain National Park which gave me the best view of Taipei that I’ve had so far. Before getting to the good view, we stopped at some hot springs and we dipped our feet in the hot water.

It took a few seconds for my feet to get used to the heat and then I was fine.

The young man in the above photo drove me and another exchange student all around Taipei. He is the son of the current Chungho Fullmay Rotary Club president. He brought his girlfriend along. She’d just bought a fish=eye iPhone attachment as well as a monopod phone thing:

Yangming Shan (Shan(山)=Mountain) National Park has four mountains, the tallest of which is Mt. Qixing (七星山) which means Seven Star Mountain.

The mountains aren’t that tall, Qixing being only 1,120m, and the four mountains were all connected by rolling, grassy hills. The grass was super tall in some places.

The grass’d brought cows, which brought cow chips that scattered the grassy hills. Some were fresh and some were dried. The exchange student and I shared a laugh over one that had apparently be used as an ashtray.

The freshest cow chip was one about ten seconds old from a cow that was crossing the walking path. After it’d almost tripped on the rope handrail, it pooped on the gravel path and continued, going down the hill and towards a shepherd who yelled in a deep, hoarse voice at the cows. The tourists around us all looked towards the dark shapes of the cows as they moved through the sea of grass, down the mountain, mooing all the way.