大家好!My name is Charles (乐乐), and I am a half-Chinese sophomore in Timothy Dwight College. When I came to Yale, I decided to continue my studies in L5 Chinese, which I had stopped after ninth grade. This summer, I had the pleasure of venturing to China with funding from the Light Fellowship, first exploring 台湾 (Taiwan) and 四川 (Sichuan) before heading to Beijing. I did not know what to expect with PiB's emphasis on accuracy of pronunciation, but I found it very rewarding, mastering the differentiation of 前鼻音 and 后鼻音 (i.e. ch/c, z/zh, s/sh, n/ng)–––one time, a teacher asked one of my classmates where she went over the weekend, and she replied 天堂 (tiāntáng, Heaven) instead of 天坛 (tiāntán, Temple of Heaven)! I also gained a deeper understanding of many pressing dilemmas China confronts, as well as famous short stories from 鲁迅 (Lǔ Xùn) and the first resident Chinese citizen to win the Nobel Prize in Literature, 莫言 (Mò Yán). As I said in the graduation speech I gave on behalf of our fifth-year-level students, PiB transformed the way I approach complex topics, from one of scientific inquiry, to one of many more perspectives, simultaneously deepening my understanding of and engagement with politics. For example, in one of the twenty-five essays I wrote at PiB, I applied the Prisoner's Dilemma to the US-China Trade War. I also rethought my preconceptions of culture as well; sentences from Yale’s L5 textbook, “[中国绘画] 妙在似与不似之间” (“the beauty [of Chinese art] lies between its likeness and unlikeness”), were challenged by my teacher (Yale’s 张老师), who asserted that artists should master realism before they wander into the realm of abstractness. I also gained insights into the mainland, Taiwanese, and historical perspectives on the relationship between Taiwan and mainland China, as well as many other aspects of Chinese history and culture that I did not anticipate learning about. The daily individual sessions and oral reports were especially helpful for improving my speaking ability, and the ten-plus-page texts we read, though daunting, allowed me to learn hundreds of words each day and improve my reading comprehension to the point that I can now read the majority of most museum plaques I have thus far encountered. Even though I was practically confined to our residence (where our classrooms were as well), studying well into the night and even on the weekends, it was the best stay in “Prison in Beijing” that I could have imagined. Our five teachers became close friends with our tight group of twelve students, and my Chinese proficiency really did 突飞猛进 (advance by leaps and bounds). Please reach out to me if you would like any advice, especially if you have questions about what really happens inside the infamous “prison” that made this past summer one of the best of my life.