We stayed one week in Morielle’s city, Ala’er. My parents stayed in an extra foreign-teacher apartment so I got to stay with Morielle all by myself! Our nighttime routine was singing songs, praying and sleeping with her cats.
Gideon and Fessik usually woke me up with their meows and playing. ZayNur usually made us breakfast. A Uyghur breakfast is a lot like a Uyghur supper and always very delicious. My mom was worried that I might forget about not using the water in the faucet so she always helped me brush my teeth while we were in China. In the mornings I worked on my feelings pages: my bedtime and wake-up time; my foods, my activities and my feelings.
After that we would hang out. I liked to work with my Dad when he was on the computer sending pictures and writing updates. I also liked to hang out with Morielle and my Mom when they were listening to lectures or watching movies. It was very fun when Fessik or Gideon would jump up on my lap and hang out with me! In the afternoons my Dad and I went for a walk around campus and took lots of pictures.
One day we all went for a very long walk. First we went to Tarim University (塔里木大学). zoo which was like the Ag. Center. The donkeys came over to the fence so that Morielle and I could pet them. They liked talking to us and they liked the pictures that we took. Then we heard very loud barking: very big dogs which were quite scary with their barking. They were Tibetan Mastiffs (藏獒) My mom was glad that they were chained up because she did not think that the fence would protect us. We also saw some Tarim red deer (塔里木马鹿) they are like our mule deer.
Around the corner, we heard chickens! Ohh! My mom got so excited, silly mom! She wanted to see the chickens so she peeked inside the door and asked. Well, she did not use words, she pointed. They were surprised to see us! They wanted to watch us watch the chickens! It was fun to see a Chinese chicken coop but it was also sad. I suppose they were making Chinese Chicken noises because they did not sound like American Chicken noises but I could tell they were not making happy chicken noises. They could not walk around in their cage. And they could not move their necks because of the wires: their neck feathers were all worn out from rubbing. I wish they could have a nice big coop like my Grandpa had made for my chickens.
Then we walked all the way to the river: a cold and frozen January beauty. At first my Dad helped me keep up; on the way home Morielle and my dad made sure that I did not slow down or get lost. My Mom was taking pictures so she would not have noticed. Dad’s research about the river: Tarim River: 塔里木河; تارىم دەرياسى is the longest inland river in China 2000 kilometers/1250 miles.