This post is a remembrance of my experiences with religion during my first year in China — 1999 — when I taught English in Zhengzhou.
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It was an early week in September, just as China’s Autumn Tiger — the fierce summer heat that claws its way into September — was in full force when a college-age Chinese girl with a ponytail approached me on the streets of Zhengzhou. I had been looking for the Indian restaurant in town with my friends, and had fallen behind when this girl stepped out of a group of young people and spoke English to me.
“Hello! Are you a Christian?” the girl blurted out as naturally as if she was asking how my day was.
She had hit me with the 64,000 yuan question — religion. Continue reading ““Do you believe in God?”: How religion surprised me in Zhengzhou, China”