in a hazy morning, at our final port of call, the dam site. a group of americans and i were standing on the bow of the ship. a guest started asking me questions about our local culture, suddenly, i was surrounded by the rest of them. i answered questions concerning china one after another, and i couldn’t help but feeling like a guide at that time. when i got back to clean the bar, i was a bit of disappointed because i wanted the pleasure of being a “guide” to go on and on, through the lovely morning into the evening.
i will never forget how happy i was when i got the tipping envelope with the words “eric(mahjong teacher) ” on it the second morning. i will never forget how exited i was when the guests awarded me the gratuity of 2 dollars, for i just told them that:“the final water level will parallel your vision though the roof of the sun deck”. i also will never forget how surprised they(who live close to yale) were after i told them the relations between china and yale.
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