Thursday, July 2, 2015

Kamsahamnida (thank you), Korea!

Chris and I recently returned from a 10-day holiday in beautiful Korea. It was especially interesting to visit straight from India, as the two countries provide such contrasts to each other. Chris and I were struck by several cultural practices that differed from India, and I’ll use this brief post to note them here…

Always clean
On every counter, a bottle of hand sanitizer beckoned. We weren’t sure if cleanliness precautions were heightened because of MERS (the deadly virus floating around during our visit) or if it was just the culture. Whatever the case, cleaning options were ubiquitous, a big switch from India, where we always travel with a small bottle of sanitizer.

Other signs of an obsession with cleanliness: handing out antibacterial wet naps with food, modern self-spraying hand sanitizers, and high-tech mats for cleaning feet well before entering a building.

We took special note of ways Koreans like to keep their hands clean while eating. In India, eating with one’s hands is standard, expected cultural practice – whether with flat bread (roti/chappatti) or with fingers. Not so in Korea. There, I noticed people eating friend chicken drumsticks with chopsticks, or – at a baseball game – with disposable plastic gloves. As we sat across from people eating burgers in the airport, I saw how carefully they protected their hands by eating the burger in the wrapping paper. We probably offended many people as we ate our chicken bare-handed on the beach, licking our fingers after finishing each piece. Oh well! – the chicken was good enough to warrant the behavior…

So, so quiet
In almost all of the public spaces we visited on our trip, we basked in a sea of quiet. Museums were virtually silent, even the over-packed Rothko exhibit we saw in Seoul. Restaurants were noisier, but still subdued compared with what we’re used to.

The trains, both local and intercity, were the quietest spot of all. Whenever we had a hushed conversation on a subway, we felt like we were screaming – especially Chris, with his sonorous voice. When people talked on their cell phones, they often covered their mouths with their hands. The trains themselves were quiet, too, lacking in that mechanical thrum we knew so well. At one point, Chris didn’t even realize the train had left the station. After the cacophony of Indian streets and trains, we weren’t sure what to make of the quiet.

One particular experience showed us just how exuberant and loud Koreans could be, however, when encouraged…

Sanctioned loud: Korean baseball
Our ears were plagued with constant singing and shouting at the baseball game we attended – the Lotte Giants versus the Samsung Lions. (Yes, Korean teams are all named after companies…) The crowd was small, thanks to MERS, and the game was a blowout, with Samsung scoring six runs in the first inning against our poor Giants.

Still, the home crowd cheered with gusto. It helped that whenever the Giants were up to bat, a lively dude – profession title unclear – riled up the crowd by teaching us player-specific songs and dances. Our favorite went along with a white player (maybe from the States?): “Lot-te, Lot-te, Lot-te, Ad-du-chi, Ad-du-chi!” Picture window washing motions paired with a slick KPOP-style arm motion. Okay, never mind – that makes no sense…

Here’s a video that’ll give you an idea of the feel, even though it’s much louder in person. Skip to the one-minute mark to get to the action:


Anyhow, the volume and exuberance were addictive, and so different from our other Korea experiences. We enjoyed screaming along with the seasoned fans. (Thanks again to Sanghyun and Donghyun for taking us to the game!)

**


Overall, clean, quiet, and hypermodern Korea offered a lovely break from life as usual. There’s so much more to write about – the culture of respect, the focus on service, the incredible food – but this post is growing overly long. Kamsahamnida, Korea!

Thursday, June 4, 2015

reflecting on daily life

Ahhhh... We're safely into the beginnings of a summer break here at WS, and it is glorious! Today Chris and I played our favorite game -- "what would we be doing right now?" We look at the clock and remember what class or meeting we would be in at the time, and then exclaim "Yay!" when we look at our current state: taking a nap, reading a book for fun, walking the dog slowly around the chakkar.

spot on!
Don't get me wrong. I love teaching and working with students. I was a distraught mess during this year's graduation ceremony and miss the kids already. But, as I've noted before on this blog, it's an exhausting profession. We need summer breaks, and so do the students!

Still, now that I am safely out of the chaos, I can finally post a short photoblog of a "typical" day during the school year. Family / friends back home, this will give you a bit more perspective on what our days are like here.

6 am morning coffee, cereal / yogurt, and FB -- a consistent pattern!
sadie is still sleepy...
...but she perks up as soon as we head out for her walk!
the sun is still rising over the mountains; i never tire of this view
a few minutes later and it's time for a run
on the way to school, the snow peaks come out -- what a commute!
headed down the zig zag
my AP12 class "works hard" to discuss poetry
the other half of class -- it was great to have such a small and fun group!

during my prep, a mountain of identity projects awaits me for grading

the only way to tackle the pile is with more coffee!!
after a long day, a nice meal is a treat! buff steak with mushrooms,
garlic mashed potatoes, and string beans. yum!

Of course, these sparse photos don't tell the whole story. You're missing tea break, when staff members chat while enjoying refreshments, and lunch break, when we escape to the sun in the tea garden out back. You can also multiply my class photos by four, since this only gives you one glimpse into my teaching day. And I've left out Chris's and my nightly stroll with Sadie -- a 40-minute walk full of our musings about the day, problem students, lessons gone wrong or right, etc. There's no way to capture it all! And though I may complain about life while in the moment, I must admit I feel pretty content. 

Happy break to all my teacher friends out there!!

Wednesday, April 1, 2015

solace in words

Several months, rough ones, have passed since my last blog. Some of you know that Chris and I recently went through a miscarriage. It's been a difficult experience, but we're working through it and are hopeful for the future. This post isn't a cry for sympathy, but a chance to reflect on poetry as a processing agent. 


For days after the event, all I could do was replay the realization, and pour that energy into language. Despite all the pain, I'm glad that the experience reminded me of the power poetry has for me, personally, to work through the profound challenges of being human. 

I'm posting this as a dedication to words. Now that I'm teaching creative writing, I'm trying to write more frequently along with my students. Here's effort #1, a messy draft, but a new beginning sprung from a loss.

Missed


At the doctor’s office, I see a circle --

symbol of unity, wholeness,

so perfect, its round white skeleton
surprising the black.

Perfectly empty, devoid
of life, movement, heartbeat.
Still.

*

Still.
like this poem --
staunchly empty, devoid
of vitality, circular, repetitious.

*

Creating is hard work.
From nothing, we build circles
within us. We pour strangled hopes
into empty space.

Blood whirs, hearts beat double time,
our godlike ambitions surprise us.

*

But stilled, we are, by circles
so perfect in potential,
devoid of damage but
damning us with blankness.

How can I cry over nothing,
empty myself
over a geometrical imprint?

Yet I am rent in two when
I see a circle, at the doctor’s office.

Tuesday, October 21, 2014

enjoying the ride...

It's been a long while since my last post, not surprising given the hectic pace of quarter 1 2014. I picked up a new prep this year when I started teaching AP English 12, so those eleven weeks were tough ones.

Now we've reached the idyllic quarter break. This year, Chris and I opted to stay home and chill, which is just what we needed. We're both sick (figures), but at least I can spend all day in my PJs.

This week is a time to slow down, but last week was a time for exploration.

From 12-18 October, I found myself in the company of 18 lovely G12 students and two charming colleagues, Jonny and Linda. We spent the week rambling around Rajasthan, a northern state, looking at beautiful ancient things, roaming chaotic markets, and eating as much as possible.

First stop: Jodhpur, one of my favorite places in India. After a 22-hour train, it was great to have our freedom back! We only stopped in this city for a day, unfortunately, and explored Mehranghar Fort quickly. It was my second time there, but it was just as enchanting as I remember.

Still, the highlight of the stop (for me), was the camel safari we took. Camels are pretty awesome and also terrifying. They're tall!

two of our tiniest girls on a giant beast - shivi (on the left) is one of our advisees
Though the ride was short, it reminded me of horseback riding, which I really miss.

Second stop: Ajmer. I'd never been here before, but it's a popular destination for pilgrims who go to visit this huge Sufi shrine. We had a rather discombobulating experience at the shrine, one that involved many people asking for money, but afterwards we visited a very beautiful old mosque. Old, indeed -- the oldest mosque in India! It was built out of pieces from Jain and Hindu temples, so it's a bit of a mishmash. But it felt peaceful and wonderfully ornate.

check out all the carving!

an airy and spacious interior
Third stop: Jaipur, Rajasthan's capital city. It's huge and much more modern than Jodhpur / Ajmer, so we did take in some nice cafe time. But we also had fun exploring City Palace, Hawa Mahal, Albert Hall, and finally Amer Fort, a sprawling complex a bit outside of the city.

this is how royal guests used to ride up... we could have too, for about $20

selfie in the hall of mirrors; lots of "swag," as my advisee pranit would say
Last time I was in Jaipur, Chris had a crazy flu, so it was nice to do more around the city and see some of the sights we missed last time.

After many days of touristing and absorbing culture, it feels great to be off trains and back in one place. Chris and I plan to take some little day jaunts and explore Mussoorie further, once we're feeling better, so I'll post soon...

You can find lots more Rajasthan photos on my facebook page. :)

PS -- Chris spent activity week in a village with G9 students. He was jealous of me, but I don't feel bad considering his trip to Austria last year!!!

Monday, June 9, 2014

high stakes

At one point during a professional development workshop geared toward AP English Language teachers, my workshop leader noted that the external exam is a “high stakes test”. For him, this meant that the exam was designed so that most students would find it impossible to finish within the given time requirements. The students who do finish – and who do so well – are truly “exceptional” in their English skills. This in itself could be an entire blog, but instead I want to focus on the idea of high stakes in general.

I could simply apply the term high stakes to teaching because we are meant to accomplish so much within a short timeframe – just like the kids taking the dreaded AP exam. Teachers also feel the constriction of minutes per week x weeks, a formula that pushes against the ever-expanding list of skills and knowledge our students must learn. By the end of the year, I’m worn down from this pressure and from all the negative parts of teaching: watching students plagiarize, listening to grade complaints, organizing paperwork, chasing down lost books, policing the hallways, etc.

With such a stressful job, I sometimes lapse into cynicism, bemoaning the fact that our work is pointless. My former students still have issues in argumentation (our major focus), some continue to make poor personal decisions, many seem to dislike learning in general. Why work so many hours? Why put in so much effort?

And yet.*

We watched the class of 2014 graduate on Saturday. Last year’s graduation had little effect on me; it was my first year at the school and I only taught a handful of the students in yearbook. This year, however, I knew many of the seniors because of AP English and yearbook and other various interactions. Some students I knew very well, and respected as individuals and thinkers. Watching them step across the threshold to adulthood was such a cathartic moment. Woodstock seniors take part in this strange tradition – the wailing wall – in which they stand in a line and say goodbye to guests/teachers/each other. About 50 students in, I congratulated myself for my dry eyes and fortitude.

Then I got to some of the students I know best, and it destroyed me. I’m fairly sentimental, so it didn’t take much to tip me over the edge. When I got to the end of the (literal) line, Chris escorted me away from the wall as I hyperventilated and sobbed. Keep in mind: I am not a pretty crier. I looked so distraught that a G11 student came over to comfort me.

Anyhow, looking into the faces of so many accomplished students reminded me just how high the stakes are in this profession. No matter how small our impact on an individual student, we’re in the business of people –people who do actually notice our teaching and our efforts. This attention is both comforting and terrifying. While it’s nice to be noticed, the constant attention also means I have to work doubly hard to bring my best effort every day. So, yes, the stakes are high. Thankfully, unlike the AP exam, the rewards are enormous too.

*I realized after I posted this that I had this rhythm of "And yet" in my head because one of our students published a piece with this phrase woven throughout it. Here's to you, Setse Bush - your writing is in my head!*

Saturday, April 19, 2014

suck it up, make it fun!

Life has been hectic lately. We're more than halfway through our squished and shortened semester, and packing all of our curriculum into a small space has been challenging. Woodstock has also scheduled seemingly thousands of events / activities into March and April, which means we're often on campus late for extracurriculars or performances or study halls or whatnot. I reach each weekend at a dead sprint, then fall exhausted into Saturday and Sunday.

Don't worry -- the rest of this post is not a list of complaints, but the opposite. Here's my point: Our work schedule often makes me want to sit alone and zone out over the weekends or any breaks, but what I've tried to do this semester is resist this impulse and take advantage of every opportunity at my disposal. For instance...

More coffees in the buzz with my best friend, the amazing Julia! She's leaving at the end of this semester, and I'm sad. So it's no more lazing at home alone, but finding ways to spend some non-work time together.

Finally chaperoning a weekend hike! At the beginning of every semester, I would tentatively agree to be on the female chaperone list, but then I'd demur whenever Zach or Pants actually asked me if I'd volunteer. Weekend hike during this chaos? I'm too busy, I'd reply! A few weekends ago, I finally agreed to go - to ignore my pile of work - and it was a blast!

how can i resist views like these?

Going somewhere fun for Quarter Break! We contemplated having a peaceful break at home in early April, but that would mean missing out on our last chance to travel with Julia, so we went to two new cities: Amritsar and Dharamsala. It was an exhausting trip, for sure, with many long hours on nausea-inducing bus rides, and my own tango with a horrible stomach virus, but in the end it was worth it. The week was packed full of tun times with friends (and some awesome students) exploring some new locales.

looking awesome at one of the "7 wonders of india" - the golden temple

Of all my resolutions for the year 2014, this is one I hope I make my new philosophy on life.

(If these photos interest you, I've posted plenty more on my facebook page...)

Tuesday, January 28, 2014

a typical vacation day

We <3 Malaysia, and it's not because of these awesome ads we see all the time on Indian TV. Tomorrow, we leave for our final country -- Singapore -- and it'll be a sad farewell.

I'm feeling pretty lazy lately, so I'll keep this post photo-based and focused on Pulau Pangkor, a cheap tropical island off Malaysia's western coast. We enjoyed our time in Penang and KL, especially because of the delicious eats, but we had a long and relaxing stay on PP. Here's a typical day, in photos.

getting ready for the day -- late, of course. it's vacation!

from the cool bungalow to the hot sun

we always start the day with coffee. always.

one of the many PP street kitties.

we stopped at this "convenient" store at least 3 times per day.

morning language study and general work time.

off to the beach, for some reading...
(can you tell i find posing for photos awkward?)

and reading... we like to read.

post-swim tiger beer and crosswords = mel's paradise.

one of the many hornbills we encountered in PP

our favorite hang.

late afternoon, insanity work out,
resulting in .... this.

cornettos and 30 rock, the perfect way to end the day.