In September I went to Yinchuan, capital of Ningxia. During that time, my host took me on a few trips, and I hung out with these two kids a bit. These two pictures were taken near the Western Xia Tombs (Î÷ÏÄÁê), which are basically out in the middle of nowhere.
I found it cute how the kids were so into catching the grasshoppers. Presumably they, like many Chinese children, don’t get many chances to play outside in a natural environment. And by “natural,” I don’t mean some dinky park in the middle of the city where you’re not allowed on the grass.
What wasn’t so cute, though, was when I found the boy pulling off the wings of the grasshoppers so they couldn’t fly away.
I told him not to do that, that it was cruel — how would he like it if a big bug pulled off his legs so he couldn’t run away? He responded that it didn’t matter because a grasshopper is a º¦³æ — a pest. I pointed out that in the middle of nowhere a grasshopper couldn’t be much of a pest, could it? Then he ran off with the grasshopper and drowned it in a puddle.
I didn’t have a rebuttal for that.