I stare blankly at the 60-something-year-old woman in front of me. She contorts her body into yet another unfathomable position: her head is on the ground, her rear in the air, and her legs are leaning on her arms for support. She wears a smile of supreme happiness, a smile that conveys the simplicity of the pose. "試試看!" she says to me and my friend. We look at each other and burst out laughing, which causes our yoga instructor to giggle.
With trepidation, I attempt to move my body into this foreign pose. Not only foreign because the instructor does not speak a word of English or because I am in Kinmen, but also because I have never seen a person bend her body into this shape before. Yet, my hesitation is unwarranted. I am able to miraculously balance on my head.
The two of us now have an understanding that defies language and cultural barriers. It is a physical understanding that has no need for words. We laugh together upside down while the other students stare in awe. She maintains her pose, but I, of course, tumble out of mine.
The humor, joy, and hesitancy that the students bring to this class are amplified tenfold by our teacher. She is small, of an undefinable age, and full of the utmost serenity and happiness. Her utter calm and continual smile also create a safe space for our practice as well as for the culture and language exchange that inevitably take place during this class.
Due to the foreign nature of the course itself, the students and I often find ourselves struggling to communicate the position names. They have titles such as dolphin pose and fish pose (which I am still not sure are the actual names) that cause us all to laugh at our translation attempts. The safe space created in this class has not only stretched my physical body, but also my language ability in new and hilarious ways.
This bizarre physical experience represents just one of the many learning experiences I have had in Kinmen. I began taking this yoga class in October, excited to begin my first continual exercise practice ever. For two hours a week, I test the boundaries of my body and my Chinese language ability. Throughout the course, I have learned many things: impossible stretches, how to say body parts and 'breathe' in Chinese, and, most importantly, the extent of Taiwanese friendliness.
The other students in the class use their limited English to translate what they can, and my teacher often comes over to move my body for me since we cannot easily communicate. Their patience and kindness have made this new endeavor a remarkable one.

『本專刊由<金門日報>編輯部與學術交流基金會(傅爾布萊特交換計畫/Fulbright Taiwan)共同策畫製作』