Being a Social Colomist in Venezuela

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Elena
I have learned Chinese for several years. I changed more than 3 teachers. I need a systemic and efficient studying. And I want to know more about china , Chinese and Chinese culture. Then my friend introduced me Mandarin Garden. What the teacher there gav

Alicia
Through the Chinese culture activities, I make many friends from all over the world. I learnt how to make dumplings, rice dumplings and flower arrangement. I like the activities of Mandarin Garden. They enriched my life in Shanghai.

Conni
I am glad to study in Mandarin Garden. My teacher is very nice and helpful, and the staff of the school is nice to me. I love Chinese and I love to learn Chinese. It’s very practical. I will try to learn it well.

Pierre
Mandarin Garden is a great place to get to know Chinese culture and to learn Chinese.They offer plenty of activities for an even profounder knowledge.The atmosphere is professional and at the same time relaxed.

Niels
I don’t like studying in a boring class. i wish my teacher can always be passionate and push me to study further. In Mandarin Garden, I found the right teacher for me and now I enjoy my class very much. Thanks a lot.

Tomas
I have compared several schools before my decision. I want to learn Chinese well and I also like to know Chinese culture. And I think the attitude of the teacher, the consultant here are all very positive. I like to stay with them and get the care from th

Being a Social Colomist in Venezuela

My first job as a reporter was writing for the Caracas Daily Journal. It was the only

English language news paper in Caracas at the time. If forgot how I got the job or it came

up but the woman who had the job before me returned to the United States. I was not

yet married but living with my diplomatic husband at the time. It was a feather in his cap

because journalists are thought to be more in touch with what is going on in a foreign country.

I was covering a story at the French Embassy. It turned out the French Ambassador was the

brother of a friend who had come to wedding. He was the owner of the famous instrument

dealer in New York Jacque France His brother was quite charming and a lady killer. He was

quite smitten with me at the reception and kept trying to feel me up. His staff was trying to

control the ambassador unsuccessfully. He introduced me to the French Minister. The French

minister, to be polite came to caracas on the Venezuelan National Airlines. He asked me if I

would please put in the paper what had happened to him. He left Paris and instead of landing

in Caracas, someone bribed the pilot and they landed in Bogota. Colombia. When he finally got

to Caracas his luggage had been stolen. The intrigues of government’s are always amusing.