OUTS is partnering with LOVVOL this summer

Lovvol is a not-for-profit organisation that provides cultural exchange opportunities for university students in the summer in China and Mongolia and introduces local Chinese children to the English language and western culture.



Various locations

China & Mongolia



Every Summer

July and August



FREE of Charge

Full-board Accommodation Provided

See What Previous Ambassador Said about Lovvol Experience


Have you ever wondered what sand worms taste like?
They’re DELICIOUS! Well, at least at the ones they serve at Xiamen, China of course, and no, sand worms don’t taste like chicken at all.

As part of my mission to maximise experiences before my time in this brief existence runs out, with great hesitation and apprehension, I packed me bags and flew to China for a month-long volunteering project.

Now whenever I tell people that I’m volunteering in China, the picture that forms in mind is usually that of me teaching English to poor, underprivileged kids up in the mountains or something. Although some of the volunteers have indeed been sent to rural areas, I was placed at Xiamen, which is one of the more affluent places in China (apparently the most environmentally clean in the whole of China as well!)

Hence, sorry to disappoint you but I have no experience of sharing toilets with snakes or scorpions 😛

So yeah! What have I been up to China?! Read more HERE

Henry Lee

Lovvol Ambassador 2015, University of Oxford

I would definitely recommend a LOVVOL Programme.Iit was a really worthwhile experience. The best thing was being able to experience a different culture and begin to feel at home there. I have proved to myself that I can teach a foreign class and have really benefitted in making friendships with a wide variety of people.
Grace Beckham

Lovvol Ambassador 2016, University of Cambridge

I traveled to Shanghai, Qi Dong, Changsha and Xiamen. In no particular order:

I taught English to the children of poor migrant workers, I taught children who’d never been to school before. I taught some Leonard Cohen, a little Neil Young, the G chord and spent a day explaining the genocide of Indigenous peoples to students who thought no one lived in North America before Columbus showed up.

I climbed two mountains, prayed at four temples, soaked in hot springs flavoured with everything from Oolong to coffee to rice wine. I drank so much tea I had to teach my Chinese friends why it’s important to “not break the seal.”

I broke my phone, haggled for everything, walked away from a few things I wish I had bought and bought a few things I wish I had walked away from. I unionized some volunteers against a retired Chinese Air Force Pilot. I almost got a tattoo but then chickened out when I saw the place and realized I was leaving in two days for a place with no clean water or aftercare products.
I travelled from the largest city in the world to one of the poorest villages in China in under five hours.

I snuck cigarettes between classes behind the school with my best friend who knew no English. I screened films in the mountains of Hunan. I ate rice every single day, and meat that had been sitting out in the sun since dawn that was being butchered by a chain smoker. I slept under the stars every night for two weeks because it was so fucking hot inside the classroom where my bed was. I brought three weeks of clothes instead of washing them by hand like everyone else.

I pooed in a hole, bathed with a ladle, sweat more than it is probably healthy to sweat, and ate food that ranged from disgusting to heavenly.
I rode a train that travelled 300 kilometers per hour and went from using latrines and well water to being hosted at a 5-star resort by retired government officials and their friends.

I did a lot of karaoke at a level I won’t be able to experience again until I return. I played guitar in a music shop under a Shanghai highway, in the middle of a university campus at 2am, in dorms until someone yelled at me and at a talent show with a professional Disney Princess (yes really).

I started a band. We wrote some terrible songs. We called ourselves “Made in China” and thought we were hilarious. Then we opened for the Xiamen Bejing Opera Company (yes, really) which really is hilarious because we were objectively terrible.

I started a basketball team, followed by us building a basketball court. I even (just barely, and only kind of) started a cult. That one is a strange story, but my favourite.

I cursed the Great Firewall more times than I can count. I met people from Italy, South Africa, Hungary, Russia, Romania, Spain, Egypt, the UK and more.

I learned Mandarin. I learned that even if I don’t feel 28, I am definitely 28. I learned that six weeks can feel like four life times and that jet lag is real and real serious. I’m irrevocably changed by what I’ve seen and felt in China. I’m so tired right now. I’m hoping the tightness in my throat is sadness and not some sort of Chinese super virus. I’m dying for a hamburger.

I feel like I left one home for another. But I’ll return.

Anthony Swan

Lovvol Ambassador 2016, Canada

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