{"id":4983,"date":"2010-03-29T18:02:50","date_gmt":"2010-03-30T01:02:50","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/traveljapanblog.com\/wordpress\/?p=4983"},"modified":"2010-03-25T18:21:49","modified_gmt":"2010-03-26T01:21:49","slug":"chinese-kids","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/traveljapanblog.com\/wordpress\/2010\/03\/chinese-kids\/","title":{"rendered":"Chinese kids"},"content":{"rendered":"

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As I was walking back to my hotel one day in China, this little guy came up to me and started talking. His little lectures always ended with what sounded like a question. Of course I couldn’t understand anything he was saying, and I told him so even though he wouldn’t be able to understand me either. He would make a little “humph?” sound like he misheard me and ask the question again. We went on like this for several rounds until he spotted my camera. I showed him some pictures. He looked amazed, like he’d never seen a camera before or pictures so I took the above photo of him to show him. He was awestruck when I showed him his picture. I don’t think he had ever seen a picture of himself before, maybe not even his own reflection from the look of his reaction.<\/p>\n

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A man on a scooter then pulled up with this little girl, and they began talking with the boy and his mom. I’m not sure if they were related, friends, or complete strangers, but the boy wanted me to show the girl his picture. So I did, and she smiled from ear to ear. I then took her picture, above, and the boy jumped into the picture at the last second. Another 5 minutes of showing them their pictures (they were both thrilled, as was the man on the scooter), and I finished my walk.<\/p>\n

It wasn’t the first<\/a>, or last, time that taking a Chinese person’s picture caused such excitement on this trip. Things may change over the next few decades, but right now the vast majority don’t own cameras, and many seem to be completely unfamiliar with them.<\/p>\n

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This little girl was hanging out in Lvyin Park.<\/p>\n

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And this one was riding one of the lucky turtle statues at Shaolin Temple.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

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