Death Penalty for a Ghost in China
Copyright© 2020 by Kim Cancer
Chapter 2
“What the hell are you doing in China?” my uncle asked me, belligerently, over Skype, soon after I’d arrived.
Well, I’d come to work, to teach at a university, in hopes of a better position back home...
The university I accepted a position at had only been open for 10 years, as a partnership with the Florida university system.
It was yet another American school hungry to cash in on the growing Chinese market.
Given the dismal state of most Chinese universities, and how desperate many parents in China were to send their kids to a Western school, having a Western school open in China made sense. And many such international schools had opened. From kindergarten through college, international schools were all the rage.
Which is where I came in. I’d been an adjunct professor, teaching cultural studies courses at Florida International University, in Miami, plus a few local Broward, Miami-Dade community colleges.
Life for an adjunct is no cakewalk. It used to be a college professor could score a tenure track position pretty easily, with the right credentials, of course, but these days, as even higher education has become part of the gig economy, tenured professorships are growing increasingly rare.
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