the Pebble Spring 2017

(color cont. from p.31)
in terms of MPH’s identity, the Pebble’s
survey results seem to suggest that students
disagree.
Forty-eight percent of respondents said
that the new colors are changing the MPH
community and identity, while 37.8 disagreed
and 14.4 were unsure.
Senior Caroline King simply does not
believe the two sets of colors can coexist.
“I don’t think there’s a way to have two
sets of different colors,” she said, “which is a
shame.”
Many questions remain, but perhaps
most importantly, will the campaign’s new
colors, logo and words succeed in increasing
positive external perceptions of the school
and increasing enrollment? The MPH administration
and Crane feel that the answer is yes,
but only time will tell.
To read the rest of our interview
with Crane MetaMarketing Program
Manager Christina Albetta, visit
www.thepebblemag.com
(selfie cont. from p. 11) showed something
called the “Basic Design” that cost only 12
yuan, but I wanted to look for something
cheaper.
As I walked away the cook shouted
something, and the rest of the workers shouted
something back. I thought they were mad
at me for stopping but not buying anything,
so I hurried away.
I looked all over, even at American
fast-food places like Subway, but as it turned
out, the Basic Design was the cheapest thing
there. I went back and got it, and it was delicious!
The shouting thing was just something
they did after completing an order; it was
always the same phrase.I went back to get the
Basic Design twice a day every day for the
rest of the trip. I wish there was a dish like
that in America. I’ve tried googling various
wordings of “chicken egg crepe thing” to find
out what it’s called but have had no results.
The anticipation that came from watching
the cooks create the wrap lingers in my memory.
The final story comes from our day of
departure. We went to a bakery in the mall
for breakfast. As soon as the aroma of the
bread hit, I was transported to a world of
freshly baked goods straight out of a Studio
Ghibli film. Loaves of bread, each different
than the last, sat inside glass containers—
purple, yellow, and orange breads with fruit
fillings and ambrosial sprinklings. I chose a
coffee-flavored loaf with pineapple inside and
a green loaf with passionfruit jelly.
The staff warmed the bread, sliced it, and
bagged it; then we were on our way. Our next
stop was a grocery store in the mall. It was
a lot like an American grocery store, except
slightly off. Fruits were individually packaged
in bubble wrap. The cereals had the same
names as ours, but looked like off-brand
versions, with different mascots on the boxes.
For example, the Frosted Flakes box featured
a seal in a top hat instead of Tony the Tiger.
I was going to buy tea to bring back for
my family, but I figured it’d be getting warm
in Syracuse soon, so I opted for cookies. (The
cookies were finished within days, and there
was snow on the ground for weeks after we
got back.)
We left the store, and I ate some bread.
The Food and Drug Administration has
pretty strict regulations regarding fruit
crossing the border, but my pineapple and
passionfruit breads made it over without a
problem. I ate them over the next few days
and thought back to all of our adventures in
China.
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