No language barrier here — an 87-year-old Chongqing resident doesn’t care if I can’t understand a word she’s saying.
A collection of images from the three-week teaching junket of a latter-day Johnny Appleseed trying to spread the word of Community Journalism in China, May 2016.
All photos by Jock Lauterer, otherwise known to the Chinese as “Mr. Joke.”
A senior lecturer at the University of North Carolina at Chapel Hill, this was my fifth trip to China, where I also have been given an honorary Chinese name: Zhao Ke.
I am asked repeatedly: what’s your favorite thing about China?
Hands-down, it has to be the people. Everywhere I went, I was treated with genuine affection and respect — reminding me of that Mark Twain quote.
“Travel is fatal to prejudice, bigotry and narrow-mindedness.”
Onward and upward!
At a Beijing noodle joint, a wait staffer checks out a Victoria;s Secret fashion show on the wall TV.After a lecture, Professor Li Ren’s class at Southwest University of Political Science and Law assembles for a group shot.
Liu Shou told me people know her as Number 521, but I gave her a name. “Lily” is 36, has three kids back at home in Henan province, and she sees them only once a year, while she and her husband work to save money at a massage spa in Beijing.
Ping pong is huge in China. At a Beijing park, a doubles match rages.
At Beijing rickshaw shop, a worker prepares a package for delivery.
The irrepressible Mrs. Qin and the staff of the “Don’t Worry Be Happy Hotel” in Chongqing give me a merry send-off.
