LBH? No—We’re the Brave.

Let’s be honest—there’s a certain kind of cultural myth in China’s expat circles that’s as persistent as the morning dumpling steam and as baffling as why someone would wear flip-flops in a snowstorm: the idea that English teachers here are somehow “losers back home.” It’s a label so casually tossed around in chat rooms and weekend bar crawls that you’d think it came pre-packaged with instant noodles. But here’s the twist: most of us aren’t running from broken careers—we’re running toward something *better* than what we left behind. Yes, the job title might be “English Teacher,” but the real story? It’s less about the classroom and more about the courage it takes to uproot your life, pack three shirts, and land in a country where the street signs are written in characters you can't read and the most common greeting is “You want to buy something?” (Spoiler: probably not.)

Now, imagine this: your cousin from Manchester, after seven months of unemployment and one too many “We’re keeping your name on file” emails, books a one-way ticket to Chengdu. He shows up with a backpack, a TESOL certificate, and zero understanding of how to properly order coffee without gesturing like he’s conducting an orchestra. He lands a job at a language school, teaches “Present Perfect Tense” to a class of 14-year-olds who are more fluent in TikTok slang than in grammar. And suddenly, he’s not a “loser”—he’s the guy who taught them how to say “I’ve been to Beijing” without sounding like a robot. Meanwhile, back in the UK, his friend is still waiting for a callback from a company that hasn’t hired in two years. The irony? It’s not a tragedy—it’s a plot twist.

And yes, the term LBH does get thrown around like a bad meme during karaoke nights in Kunming, where someone will whisper, “Oh, he’s just another LBH,” as if the label were some kind of secret expat badge. But really, how many people do you know who’ve *actually* failed in their home countries? Not many. Most of us are just people who saw a chance—a real, tangible chance—to build a life, learn a culture, maybe even fall in love with a city that doesn’t speak your language but still offers you warm dumplings and free Wi-Fi on the metro. It’s not failure. It’s *fearlessness* with a side of noodles.

Let’s talk about the job itself. Yes, you might be teaching “How to introduce yourself” for the 47th time, but guess what? You're also the one helping a kid from Dalian dream of studying abroad, or convincing a middle-aged accountant in Hangzhou that “Can I have the check?” isn’t just a phrase—it’s a lifestyle. You’re not just teaching English. You’re planting seeds of confidence, curiosity, and the occasional pun. And if you're doing it with a smile and a little bit of flair—well, that’s not a loser. That’s a cultural ambassador with a bad PowerPoint presentation.

Now, here’s a joke that might just make you snort your soy milk: Why did the English teacher in Xi’an get kicked out of the gym? Because he kept saying, “I’m not *exercising*, I’m *working on my verb tenses*.” (He was doing squats. It was tragic. And hilarious.) The point is, we don’t all wear our failures like a trench coat. Some of us wear it like a badge of honor—because we chose to come here, not because we had no other choice. And if that makes us “LBH,” then I proudly wear the label like a superhero cape… even if my cape is just a slightly-too-small university sweatshirt I bought for 38 RMB.

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And honestly? If the world sees us as “losers,” maybe it’s time they redefined the word. Because someone who dares to leave their comfort zone, adapt to a new language, culture, and traffic system just to help others speak theirs? That’s not a failure. That’s a quiet revolution—one sentence at a time.

So here’s to the LBHs, the “losers” with backpacks and big dreams: may your lesson plans be clear, your students be brilliant, and your Wi-Fi be strong. And if anyone ever says you’re not good enough? Just smile, say “Actually, I’m just getting started,” and walk into class like you own the place—because in your own life, you kind of do.

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