Today,
data collection began. We were rushed into a van at 12:30, after our standard
cafeteria lunch: a Styrofoam takeout container of oily veggies, steamed rice,
egg soup, and fried seafood or meat chunks. We drove out of Shanghai, past the
high rises, past the half-completed roller coaster, past the Ikea, and past a
pickup trucking carrying a half-dozen snoozing construction workers and into a
countryside blooming yellow with canola.
We’re
recruiting the participants at a local community health clinic, and again I am
in awe of the dichotomy of this country. Here, drinking tap water is out of the
question, as it is polluted (or contaminated with the remnants of thousands of
dead pigs, as the case may be). Internet access is unreliable at
best. Yet, everyone—even in the countryside—has a smartphone souped up
with all the apps imaginable. There are LCD TVs adorning most rooms of this
small community clinic, broadcasting cartoons, the news, and ads every waking
minute. [Incidentally, today they kept showing images of North Korea and a
giant nuclear warhead. Pretty frightening imagery to see, especially when I
can’t understand the accompanying audio).
Collecting
data is controlled chaos. The participants start arriving, and there are
children and interviewers and participants all talking and yelling over top one
another. It’s odd yet exciting, after having planned and poured over every last
detail for months, to relinquish this study to the interviewers and participants,
most of whom I can’t even speak to. To let go, both literally and
metaphorically.
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food models for the interviewer training... my favorite are the unfortunate-loooking dumplings on the right |
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controlled chaos during participant registration. looks like this guy is giving me the ol' NU "Go Cats!" wave! |
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sign in the community hospital: don't touch dead birds! public health campaigning at its finest... |
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at least we knew the hospital cafeteria was good to go |
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