In my evening class today, I asked the students if they knew what day it was.
A girl raised her hand.
“Today is sunny and a little cold.”
“Yeeees…” I said. “Good. That’s the weather. Now, what day is it?”
A boy in the back of the room raised his hand.
“Good! Wednesday! And what date is it?”
Silence for a few seconds. Then another boy raised his hand hesitantly.
“Right, September 11th. Does anybody know what happened one year ago on September 11th?”
Silence all around.
Fine, I thought. Maybe they don’t know it in English. So I asked again in Chinese.
“You really don’t know?”
They shook their heads no.
“Then never mind,” I said, and we learned about colours.