Poor jello deprived China

Me and Kristy are teaching "kitchen" to the kids right now. We premade jello in our apartment on Sunday night and we use a "magic refrigerator" at the school when the kids make the jello. We had very little to work with in our apartment so we refrigerated the jello in a big orange bowl and off to school I went with it uncovered (we didn't have plastic wrap or tin foil) to catch our bus into the city where our school is. Well, it's no big deal to carry slaughtered pigs on the back of bikes (we see that all the time) but apparently jello is quite the phenomenon here. People just can't figure out what it is. And how do you explain jello? And in simple terms so that Chinese speaking people can understand? My responses to the many people who came up to me... "It's like candy"..."BBQ? No, I'm not going to a BBQ"... "No. Not blood"... "You eat it. EAT. FOOD." Chinese people would spot the bowl of jello in two seconds. I was amazed. One time, the 8 of us teachers were all standing on the side of the street. The jello was kind of hidden in the middle of us and a Chinese lady darted straight to the jello, pointing and yelling at me in Chinese and at the jello. The, Sparky (he drives us to our school from the bus stop and happens to be freakin awesome) pulled up and I got in the van. The same lady started pounding at our window, still screaming! Sparky said, "Se wan tu no what is." I said, "It's jello, Sparky. Like, gelatin?" Really. How the heck do you describe jello? Poor lady, she will never know what jello is! The next day, Kristy sat next to a Chinese man on the bus. The first thing he asked was what that red thing was in the bowl from the day before! They still can't get over the jello.