It’s YakTrax Season!
For all you rookies out there, it is officially the season of YakTrax. If you have no idea what “Yaktrax” means, you must not live in a land full of snow and ice! YakTrax are rubber metal shoe things that you put on the bottom of your shoes. This little shoe slipper thing easily shapes your shoes/boots and provides incredible amount of traction. In short, I am just informing you all that the snow has fallen, the ice is residing, and winter has been in full gear for a month in Armenia, or at least where I am. That means that there are only 5.5, yes, 5.5 months of winter left!
On a more random note, to conserve water and body heat, I have cut my hair! It is short and so easy! All I do is put some paste and mess up the hair and I am in style! The kids at school love it! They think it is funny, but then they tell me it suits me! Nevertheless, the villagers are not even too surprised with me; they just find me interesting, lovable, and weird. What a package eh? :P
As I always state, time is flying by, and I cannot believe it. There is just so much to do! I just had a fall spelling bee at my school last weekend. It was great to see the improvement from the students from only 6 months ago. This year, we will be hosting the 2nd National Spelling, and I am one of three people implementing this event. Not only that, but we are also implementing a creative writing contest to start at the local levels, and spread to a Trans-Caucasus contest. Critical and creative thinking and writing skills have been used frugally, and using a contest always helps with the incentive to write at a deeper level. The end result of this contest is going to be much more beneficial as the three countries; Azerbaijan, Armenia, and Georgia will have a booklet produced of the winning essays. It is a nice way to increase neighborly relations.
In case you haven’t heard, I am trapped in Armenia. All borders around Armenia are closed off; as the most recent border closing of Georgia is due to their Presidential elections will be held in early January. So needless to say, I was not planning on going to Georgia or anything, but just found the concept of being trapped quite entertaining for the time being.
In the village, with many thanks to various contributors, we are reconstructing an English Learning Lab at my school. We have started the process, and are laying the floor and putting in windows this week. The cement and rocks have arrived, and the dirty work is soon to begin. As you may have guessed, I can’t wait to help! On another note, I have been very active in editing and recreating summer camp curricula for various camps to be held this summer. I love this work and I still get the goose bumps when I reflect on the experiences we (both Armenians and Americans) had during the camp season last year!
Thanksgiving came and went, with only a bit of celebrating. We had our annual Peace Corps Armenia conference in which we all gather for yearly meetings and updates. Here, we also had a Thanksgiving dinner. It was really yummy, I must say. Mixing peas, corn, and everything in my mash potatoes is just heavenly, then later, only to be topped with a real pumpkin pie! For the actual holiday, I was in the village, and made one of the best meals known to the American man; Kraft Macaroni and Cheese! After my meal, I went and hung out with my neighbors and tried to explain to them the purpose of Thanksgiving and all of its rich tradition. The funny thing is Armenians are always deeply expressing their thanks to one another, and my neighbors did not quite understand why we only do this once a year…I do have to agree that one time a year is not enough.
This month is super busy for me. We celebrated World’s AIDS Day with a national poster contest, last weekend there were some meetings to discuss the financial future of the youth environmental camps (still unknown) with some of the major NGOs, as well as some teacher-trainings and workshops here and there. My classes and clubs (basketball, English, and Eco) are doing really well. I have no big plans for Christmas this year. I am going to stay in the village and hang out with my friends and students. We are going to have a small Christmas program with the students singing English songs and later we will make some cookies. It should be a great time indeed!
The Armenians celebrate Christmas on January 6th, so Christmas on the 25th will pass without the lights and Christmas trees and other traditions that many of you are already pretty sick of! I have in fact; put some Christmas lights up in my living room, only to find out that they don’t work. Also, I have realized that I have a poor holiday song collection. Hopefully the students can sing their hearts out for me as they sing in English the holiday songs!
The New Year is the most celebrated holiday in Armenia. Families and friends will spend a lot time baking and preparing of the new year, which its celebration lasts until at least January 6th, their Christmas Day. It is quite exhausting work, and feel sorry for all the women who work so hard! Last year, I believe I visited 26 homes! That means I ate the traditional food, dolma, 26 times, and that does not count the number of toasts! I bet that number reached around 100. And now this year, I know more Armenian, which maybe will fend off the amount of dolma, but increase the amount of toasts...Yikes :)
The New Year celebration can be exhausting, as I stated, but it is blast and I can’t wait to celebrate it this year with my Armenian family, as a year has gone by, and some many things have changed. This year, I will be able to chime in all conversations.
As far as the language goes, I must be improving because just recently a couple of people called me a ”shatakhos” meaning that I talk too much! Uh-oh! I continue to take some tutor lessons because I want to perfect my grammar knowledge and work on my pronunciation….even though pronunciation gives me trouble in my native tongue as well.
Before I end this update, I must give a bit of an update on Greece. If you have not traveled there, it is definitely a spot to go. After participating in the marathon (which I would do again; I had a blast despite the knee trouble), we went to Santorini for some relaxation time. It was the end of the tourist season, so prices were cheap, the fish was still fresh, and it was like we had an island to ourselves! Santorini is quite beautiful and the sunsets are about at romantics as they come. Besides the nine hour boat ride to the island, we were in Athens seeing most of the ancient ruins and touring around the city. It was the first time I had been to a developed country in over a year and a half, and it was funny. I was the total outsider, as I am sure that was shown when all the PCVs screamed in joy when we went to a grocery store (a real grocery store) and the appearances of avocadoes, skim milk, brand name ice cream, and Honey Nut Cheerios made their appearances. Not a day did not go by for one week, where I did not eat at least three bowls of cereal with skim milk! Oh, cereal, how I love thee!
The marathon itself was a wonderful experience that I cannot wait to repeat. The course is suppose to be one of the more difficult courses, but we all trained in very high altitude which helped our lungs, though our legs were quite beaten up from running on such rugged surfaces. This pounding eventually won the battle over me, as during the marathon, I was in severe knee pain, and honestly had difficulty walking for three days after the marathon, but finished; only a little slower than I had anticipated. It turned out that I had sprained all ligaments and have water in my knee, which means I can’t do anything for three months! One month has gone by, and my mental state is well. I shot some baskets the other day, and wow, my knee felt it the following day! I am eager, despite the snow and cold, to get out and run again!
This update is quick long as it is, so I will end it soon. Here’s wishing you all a safe, healthy and wonderful holiday season. Please know that you all will be thought of, and when you all sing songs, gather around the tree, unwrap presents, or busy baking cookies, I am with you too. Merry Christmas, Happy Hanukah, Happy Kwanza, and Happy New Year. May 2008 be filled with laughter and joy and may you reflect on how lucky you were in 2007!
Sending this last post of 2007 with many hugs and love,
Syd
Happy Birthday: Cheryl, Mike, Ellen
Happy New Baby: Steph and Brian = Katie
Pictures will come in a week or so...
Wednesday, December 12, 2007
Sunday, November 04, 2007
My First Marathon...
Hello all from Athens Greece! I thought I would sent a short note, as I have reliable, free, and fast internet in Greece! Yesterday I finished my first marathon. Here is a picture of me running (trying at this point in the race, as it was the final 2oom) and of my PCV pals that ran the race as well! We started in Marathon, GR and finished in the Olympic Stadium in Athens !We are know recovering from sore bodies and indulging on foods such as ice-cream, pizza, beer and other foods that can be found in Armenia, just not in the American-way! When results are posted, I will say. I started the race amazingly, and then followed by severe knee pain, and alas and heartbroken, finished the race, one hour later than my destined time. I was on pace for a 4 hr or less and finished under 5hrs instead. I have never been mentally and physically challenged in my life!
Next stop, we will tour some Greek Islands, and then back to Armenia with a stop at the doctors, to see what in the world I did to my knee while running, recreationally, 42km! I just hope I did not tear anything!
Here is quick blurb on the marathon, that I took from the marathon's website...http://www.athensclassicmarathon.gr/html/ent/017/ent.1017.1.asp...
Among all the Olympic events, the Marathon Race stands out because it was born by a real historic and heroic event. It was a feat accomplished by a news-bearing foot soldier from ancient Athens, who announced - with his last words - the victory of the Greeks against the Persians in the battle of Marathon (490bc). The 42,195m Marathon Race became one of the most competitive events when the Olympic Games were revived in 1896. A Greek athlete by the name of Spyros Louis, running what has ever since been referred to as the 'Original Course' from the ancient city of Marathon to the Panathinaikon Stadium in Athens, won the gold medal of the first modern Olympic Games and became a legend of Greek and international athletics. The Marathon Race has always had a prominent place in the hearts and minds of sports enthusiasts, as it represents the highest effort where the human body, soul and mind are tested to their limits as the runner presses himself/herself to the finish line. SEGAS has the honour and the historic responsibility to organize annually the Athens Classic Marathon on the Original Course. Since 1982, the Athens Classic Marathon has been dedicated to Gregoris Lambrakis, the athlete, scientist and Member of Parliament, who was murdered in the 60s and, by his death, became a symbol for Human Rights. From the year 2001 onwards, Alpha Bank, the official bank of the Athens 2004 Olympic Games and one of the major banking corporations in Greece, has been the Official Sponsor of the Athens Classic Marathon and its valuable support led to the significant upgrade of the event in all aspects. Both SEGAS and Alpha Bank strongly believe that their co-operation will result to the establishment of the Athens Classic Marathon as one of the most popular and best organised Marathon Races globally. Thousands of runners from all over the world are expected to participate in this year's race. Apart from the sporting experience, they will have the chance to enjoy the traditional Greek hospitality, discover the fascinating landscape of our country and explore a city which is constantly improving its standards.
Saturday, October 13, 2007
My Parents Came!!!
GO CUBS! I CAN’T BELIEVE IT! I MUST BE PART OF THE CURSE! BUT THE CUBS BIGGEST FAN IS ROOTIN FOR THEM FROM THE MOUNTAINS OF ARMENIA!
Phew, now that I got that out of my system…this picture from my balcony...pretty sunset, eh?
Privyet! I thought I would throw some Russian your way, as “Privyet” holds the meaning of “hello”. No, I am not intentionally studying another language. It is just that some Russian words have been incorporated into the Armenian language, as you may know, from the years Armenian was under Soviet leadership. So yes, my stay in Armenia has truly become a “multi-cultured” experience!
Well, as you may have known, my parents took off their worn “American shoes” and tested a new pair in Armenian. For one week, I was surrounded by the presence of my wonderful parents, who themselves ventured away from their native land for the first time. We had a wonderful time and I tried to absorb them into the ultimate Armenian experience. We traveled as much as time would allow us (one week in Armenia is short!!!), which took us to my village for three days. Here my Dad was taken back to the days of the bucket baths, and Mom was lectured on village customs…aka No Smoking. They enjoyed every custom meal Armenian has to offer: khoravats, dolma, spas, many salads, meats, and course, the most delicious fruits and vegetables you will ever taste in your life!!!! I think if you asked my parents, they will definitely tell you that they left Armenian with full stomachs, as the hospitality in Armenia is a friendly never-ending affair. I believe they truly enjoyed the village life, though different, and even to this day the villagers are constantly speaking about “Sydi man ev pan ekan!” meaning “Syd’s Mom and Dad came”! They were and still are celebrities in the village. Many villagers commented on how young Mom and Dad looked, and a couple of grandmas mistaken Mom and Dad as my sister and brother. I guess that is a compliment to my parents, but me?? :) Some are even convinced that Dad is a famous actor. Now, I have NO idea where that comes from, but they are convinced that this handsome man, who in fact is my father, is at the moment, on set, preparing for his next movie!
We also traveled up to the Mid-Northern Region to see my first host family. Of course, Mom and Dad fit right in with them, and soon, my host dad and Dad were communicating through various hand signals and head nods. The kids loved Mom and thought she was a hit. This trip was followed with an eventful taxi ride home in which made us all chuckle, as random events kept occurring. From the taxi, we saw a sheep fall from a cliff, the taxi driver calling every police man a dog, and we saw just how quickly Dad can put on his seat belt when the cops are approaching. (Seat belt laws just went in effect this year, though most cars do not have seat belt.). It was quick hilarious, as Dad is not known for his “Cat-like” reflexes,
Of course we visited the some historical sites of Garni, Geghard, and Noravank. Garni is a restored 1st century temple, which was restored with its pure rocks after an earthquake in the 17th century destroyed it. It is the only pagan temple left in Armenia; as all others were ruined or demolished. Geghard is a 9th century monastery which was carved out of the mountain. It was carved from the top down, and the inscriptions inside of this monastery and its chambers are amazing. Unfortunately it is quite dark inside I am not able to show you this highlights. Lastly, Noravank is known for its beautiful scenery and crazy steps. Here, this monastery sits in the semi-arid part of Armenia. Mom and Dad now can attest that Armenia really does make up about 32 different climates, and they only saw ¼ of the country.
The rest of the time, was enjoyed by the 16th anniversary of Armenia’s independence from the Soviet rule, a private little tour of Yerevan, and spending time with my dearest Armenian friends. We chatted and chatted, and ate and ate, with Dad taking in a random nap or two during the conversations. (Jet lagged). But this didn’t’ seem to bother my friends, as they found it quite entertaining and took pictures. They have already stated that they are waiting for my parents’ arrival to Armenia again! In short, my parents were a “hit” in Armenia!
As it was magnificent to have my parents interact with what I have been absorbed in the past year and some, it was time for them to head back home, and they time passed too quickly. So, after the departure of my parents, it was back to reality, which was weird. I had spent so much time with them, and all of a sudden they were gone!
Despite coming from the low without my parents, the other day I was reminded of the reason why I am in Armenia. You see, during this experience, it is very customary to have ups and downs, and as I said, I was on the descending rollercoaster after my parents left. I took a student to the final round of a competition in which if she passes the third round, she can go to the US and study for free, for one year. She is already a success for making it this far, being the only villager in the competition from our region/marz. Plus, it is the first time a student from our village has participated in such a competition. Again, already a winner. She did well, and advanced to the application stage. Unfortunately her parents would like her stay in Armenia. But it was a huge event for her and the whole village. I am so proud of her!
Phew, now that I got that out of my system…this picture from my balcony...pretty sunset, eh?
Privyet! I thought I would throw some Russian your way, as “Privyet” holds the meaning of “hello”. No, I am not intentionally studying another language. It is just that some Russian words have been incorporated into the Armenian language, as you may know, from the years Armenian was under Soviet leadership. So yes, my stay in Armenia has truly become a “multi-cultured” experience!
Well, as you may have known, my parents took off their worn “American shoes” and tested a new pair in Armenian. For one week, I was surrounded by the presence of my wonderful parents, who themselves ventured away from their native land for the first time. We had a wonderful time and I tried to absorb them into the ultimate Armenian experience. We traveled as much as time would allow us (one week in Armenia is short!!!), which took us to my village for three days. Here my Dad was taken back to the days of the bucket baths, and Mom was lectured on village customs…aka No Smoking. They enjoyed every custom meal Armenian has to offer: khoravats, dolma, spas, many salads, meats, and course, the most delicious fruits and vegetables you will ever taste in your life!!!! I think if you asked my parents, they will definitely tell you that they left Armenian with full stomachs, as the hospitality in Armenia is a friendly never-ending affair. I believe they truly enjoyed the village life, though different, and even to this day the villagers are constantly speaking about “Sydi man ev pan ekan!” meaning “Syd’s Mom and Dad came”! They were and still are celebrities in the village. Many villagers commented on how young Mom and Dad looked, and a couple of grandmas mistaken Mom and Dad as my sister and brother. I guess that is a compliment to my parents, but me?? :) Some are even convinced that Dad is a famous actor. Now, I have NO idea where that comes from, but they are convinced that this handsome man, who in fact is my father, is at the moment, on set, preparing for his next movie!
We also traveled up to the Mid-Northern Region to see my first host family. Of course, Mom and Dad fit right in with them, and soon, my host dad and Dad were communicating through various hand signals and head nods. The kids loved Mom and thought she was a hit. This trip was followed with an eventful taxi ride home in which made us all chuckle, as random events kept occurring. From the taxi, we saw a sheep fall from a cliff, the taxi driver calling every police man a dog, and we saw just how quickly Dad can put on his seat belt when the cops are approaching. (Seat belt laws just went in effect this year, though most cars do not have seat belt.). It was quick hilarious, as Dad is not known for his “Cat-like” reflexes,
Of course we visited the some historical sites of Garni, Geghard, and Noravank. Garni is a restored 1st century temple, which was restored with its pure rocks after an earthquake in the 17th century destroyed it. It is the only pagan temple left in Armenia; as all others were ruined or demolished. Geghard is a 9th century monastery which was carved out of the mountain. It was carved from the top down, and the inscriptions inside of this monastery and its chambers are amazing. Unfortunately it is quite dark inside I am not able to show you this highlights. Lastly, Noravank is known for its beautiful scenery and crazy steps. Here, this monastery sits in the semi-arid part of Armenia. Mom and Dad now can attest that Armenia really does make up about 32 different climates, and they only saw ¼ of the country.
The rest of the time, was enjoyed by the 16th anniversary of Armenia’s independence from the Soviet rule, a private little tour of Yerevan, and spending time with my dearest Armenian friends. We chatted and chatted, and ate and ate, with Dad taking in a random nap or two during the conversations. (Jet lagged). But this didn’t’ seem to bother my friends, as they found it quite entertaining and took pictures. They have already stated that they are waiting for my parents’ arrival to Armenia again! In short, my parents were a “hit” in Armenia!
As it was magnificent to have my parents interact with what I have been absorbed in the past year and some, it was time for them to head back home, and they time passed too quickly. So, after the departure of my parents, it was back to reality, which was weird. I had spent so much time with them, and all of a sudden they were gone!
Despite coming from the low without my parents, the other day I was reminded of the reason why I am in Armenia. You see, during this experience, it is very customary to have ups and downs, and as I said, I was on the descending rollercoaster after my parents left. I took a student to the final round of a competition in which if she passes the third round, she can go to the US and study for free, for one year. She is already a success for making it this far, being the only villager in the competition from our region/marz. Plus, it is the first time a student from our village has participated in such a competition. Again, already a winner. She did well, and advanced to the application stage. Unfortunately her parents would like her stay in Armenia. But it was a huge event for her and the whole village. I am so proud of her!
As I sat watching/helping her fill out her application, I was intrinsically overcome by tears of happiness. In most cases, villagers are overlooked and not given a fair chance. Of course, this is my own opinion and observation, but I truly confide it my findings. Anyways, I sat looking and thinking how she is a “pure” product from the village. I have never tutored her, but only presented the opportunity that the program existed. Normally, word of such programs rarely reached outside of Yerevan, the capital city, without the help of Peace Corps Volunteers. And that is why I am in Armenia. You see, as you all know, I am probably not the best choice for an English teacher, as you may have already known, or have come from the conclusion from my blog updates. Don’t get me wrong, being a native speaker helps tremendously, but really, most of the teachers who know English, can tell me more about the grammar rules that I can dream about! But that is not the sole reason I am here. I am here to present new opportunities. Opportunities in which other people, whether, students, adults, teachers, community members, and the youth have fortune to expand their horizons in so many avenues; through educational programs, learning about the American culture, having pen-pals in the US, providing sports and English clubs free of charge, or my favorite, just sitting and chatting with my neighbors about life. Maybe we watch my cousin’s American wedding or maybe they want to know why my clothes are so different, bright, and colorful. They truly don’t grasp why I don’t like coffee or that I can’t sit down for a long period of time. But they understand that I am different, and that understanding creates an opportunity in which true friendships have been formed. I am surrounded by fantastic people, who appreciate my presence, but even more I have valued the opportunity that they have given me…It is true, what goes around, comes around. But this time, it is coming around too fast!
It is already cold. My room is at 50F as we speak, and snow is falling in the mountains already. Yikes! I just got gas in my home, so maybe it will be warm, but it is not hooked up into any type of heating system, just my stove. The sunlight is only around for about 10 hours, which makes my final month of marathon training interesting. Yes, I have decided to participate. I have run more miles these past three months that I did when I was competing in college, holy cow. I ran a 20 miler and didn’t die! The villagers think I am crazy running so much, but they think I am crazy without my running, so I guess it just provides more entertainment for them.
Classes are going well. I am really busy this year, and I have my hands in many other secondary projects. But of course, I still have my exchange programs with the students. We really enjoy writing to each other. It is such a highlight!
Well, I have provided you with many updates in the past month, so I will let you all rest until November…
Until then, I wish the Cubs would have won!!
Պաիչիկ և Գրկումներ—Kisses and Hugs
Սիդ-Syd
Happy Birthday: Suzanne, Stacy, Jill
Thanks to all of you who sent cards for me through my parents!!!
Sunday, September 16, 2007
WAHOO! School is back
Hello Everyone! Welcome to the second year of my tour! To me, I am in my official second leg, as school in well under way, and it was at this time last year where I started concrete and tangible work. This year looks even more promising, but before I get too far ahead I need to update you what has occurred since my last update.
After our mid-service training, I headed back to the village to continue my summer English reading and writing clubs at my home. The students prepared themselves well, and when school started this past September 1st, it was easier to see who had studied over the summer. I spent some time hanging out at the lake and enjoying its beauty and innocence, as you know, it is one of the world’s highest altitude lakes. Duties called me during mid-August to the swearing-in of the new group of volunteers. Wow, my group; we are officially the veterans…scary J This new group is confident and young so good things will come from them. Mid-August also met celebrating my birthday at least five times! I have celebrated my birthday more in Armenia the last two years than I have had in my entire life! It is fun, but can be a bite overwhelming. However, it was a double-special day, as my first shipment of Cheetos arrived that day! Oh, that Chester Cheetah artificial goodness what an indescribable taste, and the crunchy noise was music to my ears! And then, the goody orange crumbs I licked away from my fingers! It sounds funny, but you forget what you don’t have until you see it again. I watched a movie with another volunteer and saw Cheetos in the movie, and since then, the orange deliciousness I craved! Special thanks to my fellow pal Heather’s mother, who has thrown a bag or two in Heather’s packages. Finally, on this day, I was able to spend it with many of my closet friends, both from the Armenian and American sides.
August 22nd was a colossal day in Armenia, and I was very excited I was a live witness. This day, Armenia who is rank rather low in the world rankings, played Portugal in the sport of soccer, or as the rest of the world calls it, futbol! Approximately 30,000 fans crowded the stadium that only sits about 25,000. Armenia, with its quick legs, score first, leaving Portugal stuck in their tracks, as everyone in the stadium jumped and hollered in joy. Portugal would eventually tie the game, and the 1-1 score was stuck; proving that Armenia is not this itty-bitty nation, but a strong, prideful, and loyal country. Portugal was a top world team, so it was a HUGE win for Armenia. To be apart of the screaming, yelling, and national pride is something that I will always hold near to my heart.
As many of you know, I am a sports fanatic. For instance, it is killing me that the Chicago Cubs are doing so well now, and I am not there to listen, watch or cheer. I am starting to think that I may be apart of the Cubs’ jinx! Anyways, many of you know that I have worked event management in the discipline of sports. This game was so pure without many overbearing marketing posters, banners, and promotions that can be seen at Americas’ sport arenas. The game seemed so pure. There was plenty of security, no concessions, and only one entrance open for 30,000 people. It was scary to enter the stadium as I really thought someone was going to get stepped on, especially the children. Many people were upset about this, so it will be interesting to see if at a later game, the admission procedure changes.
What is so interesting about futbol is how the sport itself is like an international language. For the most part, teams competing against each other don’t understand a common language, but they understand the common rules of the game. Yet, many fans come out and cheer their country. It is interesting to see how sport has united people, and in my experience in Armenia, sport has helped with so many off-the-field characteristics, such as a higher self-esteem, leadership, character development, working with a team, etc. Though it has its negatives, sports are good and have had a huge effort on the students I teach, and for the national pride I experienced at the last two futbol games.
After the game, I headed with Heather and our Armenian friends to Georgia where we spent some time on the beautiful, clear, stone pebbled beaches of the Black Sea. We even cultured the Armenians to McDonalds in Tbilisi while en-route to the Batumi region. Tbilisi is a wonderful, very European city. The EU Flag blows proudly in the air as the Georgians hope to one day become part of the EU. In Tbilisi, we were able to take advantage of the sulfur baths and cheap massages, though I would be prepared for the massager, as without warning, she took off her clothes as the sulfur bath pools are quite warm. This action took me for a bit of a surprise as the older woman had requested we do the same, but I was not going to do that! But there was not a bed or anything, we would just lie on the marble slab….so I nicely refused and kept my clothes on, while I received a massage from a nude massager…quite an experience I must say.
Then it was the night train to Batumi region, where we arrived on the beach of the Black Sea around 630am (that is what the pictures are of). The beach is so calm and gentle and we practically had the beach to ourselves for an hour. It was so peaceful! Soon, Heather and I found out that the majority of the population was speaking Russian, a language we had know idea how to speak. We found that our Armenian skills got us further than our English, as many Armenians were vacationing in the area, and we could communicate with them for translations through our Armenia. It is a good things we know some Armenia! Plus, it was great that we went with Armenians, as they knew Russian!
In the area, we visited the botanical gardens, ran on the beach, ate delicious ice cream, and got in a couple of games in of tennis, which I lost horribly to Heather and it was still fun! It was quite relaxing and fun to be with our Armenian friends. In the picture above, it is Heather, myself, as well as Rima and Aida. They gave me the permission to use their picture here! This picture was taken in Sarpi, near the Turkish border. Sarpi had the best beach, as the water was picture perfect and the cliffs gave Heather and I reason to just be crazy and jump off of them!
Soon, it was time to end back; so again it was back on the night train, to the marshutni to Armenia. It was a long but fruitful journey, in which I left my camera and other belongings in the marshutni, but with the big hearts of the Armenians and Heather, I was able to retrieve all the belongings.
September 1st arrived and school started. I am working at two schools this year, and hopefully four different teachers. Walking into the classroom this year was quite distinctive, as my language skills are better, the students recognize me, and I understand conversations in the teachers’ lounge. Some of our classes were combined, and I was happy to see that the students in which my counterpart and I have taught seemed to have a stronger knowledge base. It eased my tension about assessing our team-teaching, a concept unfamiliar in Armenia! So far, it has worked!
As of now, I am impatiently waiting for my parents’ arrival to country and preparing for a marathon for November. Man, it is already tiring! I ran 16 miles the other and there is only one road to run on!! All the marshunti drivers recognize and wave at me, which provides entertainment.
Oh, and my last plug is that with my community, we are reconstructing a new classroom, from scratch! Spreading concrete, applying plaster, placing windows, laying carpet, etc. Later, installing a computer, projector, desks, chalkboards, etc! It will be an English Learning Center. Something that is nonexistent in my village, but in great demand. Plus, this will be the best looking classroom in the area, creating an engaging learning environment! And guess what, you all can help! Yes, you can! If you have the time, please go to www.peacecorps.org , and go to DONATE NOW on the left side, next click on DONATE to Volunteer Projects, Eastern Europe, and BAM, there you will see S.Merz and Armenia! I have a description of the project as well. And yes, it is a 100% tax-deductible contribution!! I was inspired to do this by my community, and your endless support and questions in how you could help.
Again, I hope you all are well!
Big hugs,
Syd
PS. Marshunti is a minibus. It is what is used for transport.
Happy Birthday: Carter, Lexi, Jack
Happy Anniversary: Sister Sam and Chadd
Saturday, August 04, 2007
Green Camps down and out....
Privet my Friends (Hello=Privet=Russian)
WOW, the summer has flown by! The PC team in Armenia has completed 5 summer youth “Green Camps”, that focus on environmental protection. I got to put on my "camp hat" and be the programmer for the series of camps, which took me all over the country, from the north to the south, and really, not so much to the east or west, as there is not much of the “east” or “west” of Armenia. :)
I loved being in the ‘camp atmosphere’ once again, though conducting camp in another tongue presents its challenges, as well as requiring communities to implement something they have never done before. But that is why PCVs are in other countries, to transfer skills. I am just very electrified that one way I was able to transfer some skills was through kids' camps and of course the various camp songs that I have tried to translate. For all of you whom recognize “I said a BOOM CHICA BOOM” song, just know that many little children in Armenia are still screaming this song! :) I just hope after teaching the kids this song, the communities invite me back! :) I will forever be known in some places as the “BOOM CHICA BOOM” girl. I guess that is a title I sure can live with.
Above, you will see some pictures. I probably should explain them. The first picture is that of two of my camping buddies, Rud, who I have developed a common-law marriage with as we have been working on Green Camps together since last November, and Jill, the former camp guru from last year. It is a beautiful outlook of Lake Sevan from Sevanavank, a monastery, which 50 years ago was surrounded by water, but now it is a peninsula. This is the same lake that I see in my “backyard” from my apartment’s balcony…Oh, yah, Rud and I are not really married, or even close too thinking of such a thing. He cooks, I do dishes. He does the budgeting, I do the programming. We just complemented each other and we were together the WHOLE summer and we are still friends…quite amazing that we did not ring each other’s throats…
The second picture and fifth pictures commemorate my new love of international soccer, or as the rest of the world calls, football. Armenia has a national team called “Pyunik” which I am told means some type of bird. After a long day at camp, we jumped on a village bus with some local villagers, about 35 in total and went to the capital city to cheer on the Armenian team who was playing a club team from Ireland. It was a big 2-0 win for Pyunik as Armenia has slowly dipped into the top 100. For all of you that know me, it had been over a year since I attended any type of sporting event. So you can just imagine how excited I was. I sunk into peer pressure and allowed my Armenia friends to paint the Armenian flag on my face, as well as my friend Allyson’s. The stadium were the game was played only sits 20,000 but there was about 13.000 in attendance for this game. My little friend brought this Armenian flag (which we took down from the village’s mayor’s office) and flew it proudly.
The third picture is the array of Green Camp T-shirts that all staff and campers had to wear. My white T-shirt made the journey of 5 camps=30 days of sweat and grit=and still stayed white! I had to start washing it more though, towards the end of the series of camps. Here is one day, where we made a mandatory washing day, as the temperature reached about 106 that day.
Last but not least, is that of Mt. Ararat. The beloved mountain on which, supposedly artifacts from Noah’s Ark have been found. It is a beautiful mountain that unfortunately sits in Turkey. If there is one thing the Armenians want; it is this mountain. It has much spiritual value to it, and this means a lot to a country that was the first in the world to declare its nation as a Christian province in 301AD. There are many amazing views of Mt. Ararat, and this one is just from a friend’s porch. (Mrs. Z, this is a shot from your daughter’s balcony. Also, you would be proud; your daughter ran an amazing camp. She is doing great work here!!!).
The second picture and fifth pictures commemorate my new love of international soccer, or as the rest of the world calls, football. Armenia has a national team called “Pyunik” which I am told means some type of bird. After a long day at camp, we jumped on a village bus with some local villagers, about 35 in total and went to the capital city to cheer on the Armenian team who was playing a club team from Ireland. It was a big 2-0 win for Pyunik as Armenia has slowly dipped into the top 100. For all of you that know me, it had been over a year since I attended any type of sporting event. So you can just imagine how excited I was. I sunk into peer pressure and allowed my Armenia friends to paint the Armenian flag on my face, as well as my friend Allyson’s. The stadium were the game was played only sits 20,000 but there was about 13.000 in attendance for this game. My little friend brought this Armenian flag (which we took down from the village’s mayor’s office) and flew it proudly.
The third picture is the array of Green Camp T-shirts that all staff and campers had to wear. My white T-shirt made the journey of 5 camps=30 days of sweat and grit=and still stayed white! I had to start washing it more though, towards the end of the series of camps. Here is one day, where we made a mandatory washing day, as the temperature reached about 106 that day.
Last but not least, is that of Mt. Ararat. The beloved mountain on which, supposedly artifacts from Noah’s Ark have been found. It is a beautiful mountain that unfortunately sits in Turkey. If there is one thing the Armenians want; it is this mountain. It has much spiritual value to it, and this means a lot to a country that was the first in the world to declare its nation as a Christian province in 301AD. There are many amazing views of Mt. Ararat, and this one is just from a friend’s porch. (Mrs. Z, this is a shot from your daughter’s balcony. Also, you would be proud; your daughter ran an amazing camp. She is doing great work here!!!).
So camp has ended, and soon the new trainees will be sworn in as volunteers. The old volunteers for the most part, have made their ways back to the US, leaving the group I came with as the veterans now. Wow, it is so weird not to be the rookie anymore. We had our language test and midservice conference this past week and had a chance to reflect "on a year in country". It was a humble experience to see how we have adapted to another culture, learned a very complicated language, talk about our successes, and laugh about our early struggles. We came as a team and still are a team. Wow, it has been a year already.
Other than that, I just finished writing a grant to restore a new English classroom in the school. It will be posted, I hope, by September 1st, on the PC website. This is a type of grant where anyone can donate if they would like. Many people were asking me and emailing me in ways in which they could help me during my experience. This idea combined with the need of classroom for English gave me the idea to write a grant. I will keep you posted on its progress.
Sports balls of all sorts and uniforms were sent proudly from the US by the National Collegiate Athletic Association as well as Mitchell College. The village received these gifts with high regards and cannot wait to modestly wear the uniforms and use the sport balls. My sincere thanks to Peter Davis and Stacey Kelly. I wish you all could witness how much this means to my school :)
....I gave some seminars here and there between the Green Camps. One seminar on resume writing, I actually did in Armenian, which poised as a shock to me! There was a translator for about 30 minutes, but the presentation ended up being over 2 hours! How unfortunate for the Armenians that I am able to talk that much. I bet they are wishing I was new again and only carry limited conversations! Don’t get me wrong, I still have a long ways to go with my language learning, but I know enough to chat some peoples’ ears off if I can control the conversation :)
So, school will start soon, on September 1st. Until then, I have some village work to do, preparation for classes, and maybe there is some vacation time in the future. This update is a bit more relaxed and random, but I hope you enjoyed it.
Syd
Happy Birthdays: Stacie, Laurel, Julian, Cole, Jim, Katie Duerf, Clayton F, Andrea, Justinn, Michigan Dad Jim,
Happy Wedding: Amber and Sean, Todd and new wife, Julie and Mitch, Happy Anniversary: Jim and Jen, Steph and Brian
Also, Thanks for the Cheetos Mrs. Cooney.
Also, Thanks for the Cheetos Mrs. Cooney.
Tuesday, June 12, 2007
ONE YEAR UNDER MY BELT
Holy Cow! It has been a YEAR since anyone in America has seen me? Please, dry your eyes, don’t whimper, as I have not been around to pester you all physically, just with my random updates J
I can hardly believe that a year has passed as it has been the most interesting year that I have ever experienced. Just recently, all the PCVs in Armenia welcomed the new group of volunteers. It was a uncanny feeling going back to Zvarnots Temple to welcome the newbies, as I, as well as others before me, had those same eerie, unusual, exciting, unpredictable feelings as you know that you are about to embark on a new journey, in a country far from what is known as home, communicating through hand signals as you don’t know the language, etc. All these thoughts can seem overwhelming, overbearing, and unconquerable. However, as any PCV would explain, no matter what country he/she is serving in, these characteristics are why he/she is serving his/her duty. Anyone thinking that joining and accepting the PC experience is an effortless journey is sadly mistaken. This experience pulls one out of the traditional comfort zone, and if the person is willing, the comfort zone expands gradually if one does not allow the differences to set him apart. And familiarizing oneself with those differences makes this journey one unforgettable time.
Recently, I was giving a toast a dinner in which celebrated the ending of our first summer youth environmental camp. Toasting is a traditional practice during meals that symbolizes an important event. At this event, all counselors and directors were gathered together, half American and half Armenian. Toasting normally has a specific order, but to summarize, the toasts are said in thankfulness, coming straight from the heart of the toastmaster. I did not think it was going to be my time to come, but then I was called on. I did not have time to gather my thoughts in English, so I just went with my heart and hoped my Armenian language would flow. That it did. I toasted to the friendship between two countries, the generous hearts of the Armenians who have accepted the PCVs with open arms and patiently listen to our language development. I toasted to the transformation of strangers to friends to a family relationship. It was not a different toast, but what was so remarkable is that I did not have to gather my thoughts in English, but I could convey and express from my heart in a language other than English. After this, I realized just how far all of us PCVs have come. We are able to express our thoughts, feelings, expressions, etc. when just a year ago we were struggling in saying simple things such as Hello, thank you, etc. It was an emotive moment for many reasons.
On a more day-to-day update, Armenia post-Egypt was very busy. I was greeted back into the village with the children screaming...”Syda ekav, Syda ekav”, meaning Syd has come. It was a humbling moment, as I was kind of anxious to come back, after stuffing my face with things such as CHEETOS, Milkshakes, and just laying on the beach. But this welcome was inevitable that I have arrived somewhere; my home. Home is such a great feeling, and I was there.
School ended May 25th countrywide. It is ended with the 10th form students (there is not a 11th or 12th form), performing a four hour celebratory program, sang songs, and went wild. Frankly, it was nothing like that of the US. No diplomas were handed out, no scholarships were talked about, no gifts were exchanged, and no robes or hats were worn. It was just one big party with smiles all around. Now the 10th form students are preparing for their state exams, which are taken after the “last bell”.
The boys’ and girls’ basketball teams made it the quarterfinals of the national tournament, only losing to city teams. Not too shabby for a village, eh? I was very excited for the girls’ team as they really formed into a team and have developed a better self conscious of themselves. Sport can do so much for the development of an individual, and I can honestly say that it is lending a helping hand to these young women.
I eagerly want to renovate the basketball gym at our school, as it vaguely resembles a gym, and I know that students would feel special to have such a place to play ball. As I stated before, they were so excited to receive a regular basketball from America, and they proudly display this ball to everyone and it comes with us on our tournament journeys.
Earlier I stated that one summer youth environment camp has completed, and there will be four more camps left. It is very interesting going to different parts of the country and working with others and the children. I love summer camp and it has been very rewarding and exciting for me to utilize my programming skills in something that I really enjoy doing. The kids were so grateful of this experience. We only hope that they have developed an environmental awareness, as the youth can really change this country. We got them thinking about the environment, and that’s a start.
Also, on June 10th, we had the first annual national spelling bee. I took my students as well as 8 other communities participated. It was a great success, though there are some things that we need to work out. Unfortunately, none of my students won, and they were disappointed. However, it was a huge success for them to compete against other cities as only one other village was represented. They felt like failures because they are used to being the best. But this opportunity was wonderful for them to see how others are learning as well.
I can hardly believe that a year has passed as it has been the most interesting year that I have ever experienced. Just recently, all the PCVs in Armenia welcomed the new group of volunteers. It was a uncanny feeling going back to Zvarnots Temple to welcome the newbies, as I, as well as others before me, had those same eerie, unusual, exciting, unpredictable feelings as you know that you are about to embark on a new journey, in a country far from what is known as home, communicating through hand signals as you don’t know the language, etc. All these thoughts can seem overwhelming, overbearing, and unconquerable. However, as any PCV would explain, no matter what country he/she is serving in, these characteristics are why he/she is serving his/her duty. Anyone thinking that joining and accepting the PC experience is an effortless journey is sadly mistaken. This experience pulls one out of the traditional comfort zone, and if the person is willing, the comfort zone expands gradually if one does not allow the differences to set him apart. And familiarizing oneself with those differences makes this journey one unforgettable time.
Recently, I was giving a toast a dinner in which celebrated the ending of our first summer youth environmental camp. Toasting is a traditional practice during meals that symbolizes an important event. At this event, all counselors and directors were gathered together, half American and half Armenian. Toasting normally has a specific order, but to summarize, the toasts are said in thankfulness, coming straight from the heart of the toastmaster. I did not think it was going to be my time to come, but then I was called on. I did not have time to gather my thoughts in English, so I just went with my heart and hoped my Armenian language would flow. That it did. I toasted to the friendship between two countries, the generous hearts of the Armenians who have accepted the PCVs with open arms and patiently listen to our language development. I toasted to the transformation of strangers to friends to a family relationship. It was not a different toast, but what was so remarkable is that I did not have to gather my thoughts in English, but I could convey and express from my heart in a language other than English. After this, I realized just how far all of us PCVs have come. We are able to express our thoughts, feelings, expressions, etc. when just a year ago we were struggling in saying simple things such as Hello, thank you, etc. It was an emotive moment for many reasons.
On a more day-to-day update, Armenia post-Egypt was very busy. I was greeted back into the village with the children screaming...”Syda ekav, Syda ekav”, meaning Syd has come. It was a humbling moment, as I was kind of anxious to come back, after stuffing my face with things such as CHEETOS, Milkshakes, and just laying on the beach. But this welcome was inevitable that I have arrived somewhere; my home. Home is such a great feeling, and I was there.
School ended May 25th countrywide. It is ended with the 10th form students (there is not a 11th or 12th form), performing a four hour celebratory program, sang songs, and went wild. Frankly, it was nothing like that of the US. No diplomas were handed out, no scholarships were talked about, no gifts were exchanged, and no robes or hats were worn. It was just one big party with smiles all around. Now the 10th form students are preparing for their state exams, which are taken after the “last bell”.
The boys’ and girls’ basketball teams made it the quarterfinals of the national tournament, only losing to city teams. Not too shabby for a village, eh? I was very excited for the girls’ team as they really formed into a team and have developed a better self conscious of themselves. Sport can do so much for the development of an individual, and I can honestly say that it is lending a helping hand to these young women.
I eagerly want to renovate the basketball gym at our school, as it vaguely resembles a gym, and I know that students would feel special to have such a place to play ball. As I stated before, they were so excited to receive a regular basketball from America, and they proudly display this ball to everyone and it comes with us on our tournament journeys.
Earlier I stated that one summer youth environment camp has completed, and there will be four more camps left. It is very interesting going to different parts of the country and working with others and the children. I love summer camp and it has been very rewarding and exciting for me to utilize my programming skills in something that I really enjoy doing. The kids were so grateful of this experience. We only hope that they have developed an environmental awareness, as the youth can really change this country. We got them thinking about the environment, and that’s a start.
Also, on June 10th, we had the first annual national spelling bee. I took my students as well as 8 other communities participated. It was a great success, though there are some things that we need to work out. Unfortunately, none of my students won, and they were disappointed. However, it was a huge success for them to compete against other cities as only one other village was represented. They felt like failures because they are used to being the best. But this opportunity was wonderful for them to see how others are learning as well.
Lastly, I assisted in a creative writing contest for students in Armenia, Georgia, and Azerbaijan. My students were the only students from an Armenian village that participated, so I was thrilled for them as they performed wonderfully. (Side note, there is a BIG discrepancy between village and city education, with villages lacking the resources, teachers, etc).
As for now, I am helping with some sessions for the new volunteers who are in training, setting up a career development trainers at a university, and implementing the summer camps. This summer is a busy one and it is flying by. My mind is constantly spinning and thinking of new ideas for the next school year and other activities for the future. If can get half of them finished by my end of service (in one year) I will be surprised.
The vibe for me in Armenia is a bitter-sweet feeling, as the group of PCVs ahead of me is completing their services and the new group has arrived. My PCV group is maturing from rookie status to the leaders, the veterans. I have really connected with many of the PCVs that paved the Armenian path ahead of me, and it is sad to see them go. They were the first breath of “comfort zone”. Like I have stated many times, this experience is a shared experience. We all for one here and the “see ya laters” are some of the hardest words to conjugate. My site mate Meg, has finished her service and is headed off to big endeavors in America. This picture posted on this blog is us, indulging ourselves in something that has become precious and priceless to many PCVs’ hearts, Kraft Mac and Cheese.
Again, I hope this update finds you tidy at home, the office, or wherever you may ready this. As I finish this, “I am proud to be an American” is playing on my computer. How suiting, and have to agree….
Լավ պահեք,
Սիդ
Հատուկ Ծնունդդ Շնորհավոր ցանքներ քյուրս Սամին և Մամային
Special birthday wishes to my sister Sam and Mom. Also Happy Father's Day to Dad, and Chadd.
Also, to Bern, Ant, Alex: Happy Birthday.
Thursday, April 19, 2007
Where in the world is Syd?
Happy Spring to All:
Life is blooming here in Armenia! Well, actually, as I type this I am in Dahab Egypt, where I have decided to take some "vacation time" with some other PCV's. We tried to conquer Egypt in two weeks on a PCV budget and faired well. Of course, we had our challenges of being tourists. My favorite is the taxi driver in Cairo who insisted to take us to the pyramids, but he dropped us off at the horse stables in Giza, without a Pyramid in sight! We were upset, as he clearly spoke and understood English. So we walked away from him. Five minutes later, the same taxi driver promised, "for free", to take us to the pyramids. "Okay", we all thought. Yet again, he took us to another stable, this time a stable full of camels! "No, No, No!" we shouted! Finally, after slightly arguing with the driver, we told him that this was not our first time in Egypt and that we knew where the entrance of the Pyramids were. We told him we were students and we were late in meeting other students and our professor. With that said, we were at the entrance of the Pyramids within minutes!
At the Pyramids, we ran into some other Americans taking a picture of the Sphinx. I asked them if they would like a picture with everyone in it, so I offered to take the picture. And guess who it was? Michael Dukakis! Yes, we met the almost US President! We chatted with him as well as his wonderful wife, Kitty, and their friends for quite some time. It turns out that Kitty has done some work with the Armenia Disapora and has even visited Armenia. This conversation was loved by all! The world is such a small place!
We visited the Pyramids and rode the camels (an adventure everyone must do!!!) It is amazing to be around and see something that dates back to 2500 BC!!! But that is just the crazy thing about Egypt, everything is so old and nicely preserved! We ventured out into Cairo, seeing many mosques, walked around Islamic Cairo, visited the Citadel, Egyptian Musuem, and Coptic Cairo, which houses a small Christian Church. Of course, we had dinner on the longest river in the world, the NILE!!!! From Cairo, we went by night train (10 hours) to Luxor and visited the Valley Of the Kings, Valley of the Queens, numerous tombs, temples, etc. It is very warm in Luxor and quite busy! The tombs are in the desert, which is VERY warm. The tombs are quite fasinating, as they depict so much history that has been preserved since the days before Christ! The best part, I believe were the temples of Karnack, Luxor, and Ramesseum. These were giants fortresses that just blew my mind. The delicitity it took to build these massive structures is/was unbelievable! It is like the tombs and the ancient artifacts we all saw. The paintings in tombs and the hieroglyphics are so neatly painted with a wonderful stories being told! We also did a sunset felucca ride (sailboat) on the Nile. So beautiful!!!From Luxor, we headed to the Sinai island via a speed ferry. We took an overnight bus from Luxor to Hurghada, which was interesting as the bus was full of roaches. We stayed up all night at the a place in Hurghada by the loading docks, which was interesting as we played cards for eight hours!
From Hurghada, as I stated, we went on a speed ferry to Sharm El Sheikh, and there to where I am now Dahab! Dahab has been my favorite part of Egypt as it is full of carefree people with a hippie attitude. Here, we have stayed in bamboo huts, met some incredible people, (Hi Jason, Errol, Lyn and Jeannie!!!) and relaxed along the Rea Sea coast, eyeing the beautiful mountains of Sinai, the blue clear water and its life, and the land of Saudi Arabia just in the distance. Dahab is touristy, but in the backpacker type of way. I will definitely come back here!!!
Yesterday evening, a couple of us did a night hike to Mt. Sinai to watch the sunrise. It was interesting to hike in the dark, but man, when the sunrise came, and light touched the outlined moutains (see pic) it was fabulous! So much biblical history in a rugged terrain! It was quite inspirational. I did not burn any bushes nor did I part the sea, but I was in area!
The Red Sea is so awesome! I snorkled for the first time, after discovering that scuba diving is not my thing! During my attempt to scuba dive, I totally FREAK out once we got in the water with all the gear on. I totally trusted the gear, but not myself. Everything was so rushed, the training that is. I was devasted not to go explore the sea bottom, but my gut was telling me to stay as my body was trembeling as an anxocity attack was setting in. But after snorkeling, I have redeemed myself and will try the scuba diving thing again. Another thing I learned about myself in Egypt is that I need to see the end of a destination. I backed out of going into one of the Pyramids because it was a cramped space leading into darkness. Again, walking down the tunnel, and being squeezed by other people coming out of the pyramid did wanders for me, so another little panic attack happened. How nuts, eh? Oh well, learning is life long! I am just glad I tried the things and know my limits.
So now, we are waiting for the night bus to Alexandria where we will fly out and head back to Armenia via Sharjah UAB. Alexandria, (i forgot) is a wicked town as well, glamoring the beautiful Med. Sea, and displaying catacombs and the wonderful LIBRARY!
This vacation was great and low cost, but I am eager to get back to Armenia and see my students, colleagues and friends!
The last month in Armenia, the weather has been crazy! We had a major blizzard that left the school and our homes FREEZING for days. I just hope everything has warmed up now! In the school, we had our first Spelling Bee Competition as well as a Creative Writing Contest for our English students. It was a great success and I have a good feeling things will continue to be better next year! Also at school, the girls' basketball team won their first game in school history, playing the big city of Gavar and winning (we are a village and it was like the movie HOOSIERS) and we will play another big city soon in this national competion. (We only have this competition; there is not a regular sports season like in the US). I was so excited for these girls!
As for me, I am in the final stages of wrapping up the Summer Camp pre-camp activities and working on making my English teaching skills a bit better. Many things are going quite well, and I am happy to report that I am enjoying teaching! There has been many things going on in my village, but I think it has been overshadowed by this trip...I am sorry! Sorry for the sloppiness of this letter too. :( There is just so much I want to tell you all!
Well, special BDAY wishes to my sister Whitney, a big 50 for Danny Davis, Cliff, Jan Gentry, Lindy Roberts. Wedding shout outs to Laurel and Joey and Katie McGinnis. Last but not least, congrats to all my OK friends who completed their comprehensive exams in the beginning of April!
Think of you all often,
Salam,
Syd
Friday, March 02, 2007
WAHOO FROM ARMENIA
Hello Everyone!
Sorry it has been a while since my last update. As I write, on this wonderful first day of March, I am experiencing my first evening in my new place, new home. I moved out of my host family, into an apartment in the village. I live close to my work and have met my neighbors which eases me with my safety and security. My host family is absolutely wonderful as they have provided me with so much. My host brother, who is 9, insisted that he stay with me this night, as he wanted to make sure that I am safe, though he, himself is afraid of the dark. I took me up on his offer, and put him to work; cleaning the house, hanging some curtains, etc. The night ended with some SWISS MISS hot chocolate and some studying. I went to wash my face only to come back to my little host bro asleep with his Armenian textbook on his head. I must have worked him too hard! I have a picture, it is priceless.
I really love my host family and it has been a wonderful experience. I am just ready to have a little more independence…(you know I love this). I am confident in my language skills though I study every night and still see a tutor. I just want to be perfect at this language, but it is impossible!!
School is going well and my clubs are thriving. I hope I am not jinxing myself by saying this, but it is a blast! The students, of any age, can be rotten at times, but I get to have complete control of my clubs and have my own rules, and I think that they are scared of strict Miss Merz; yes, I am Miss Merz and it is weird! I really enjoy teaching, more than I ever thought. I have also team-taught with my good Armenian friend at a university. There is just something about higher education that continues to magnetize me in that direction.
Funding has been approved for the summer youth environment camps, so another volunteer and I are currently translating (WITH HELP) the curriculum, applications, etc. Trainings are schedule and soon will be underway. We hope to start the camps in June, depending when the school session will end. The next group of volunteers will be coming around this time, which is crazy to even think about, as it will mark the year anniversary of my group being in service. CRAZY! I looked back in my journal from last year, and it was in February when I accepted my Armenian service invitation. Time is flying and there is so much to do here!
So I have written one grant, and WOW, that was a challenge. I hope to write another soon, for the repairs of the school’s basketball gym/floor/ it is not really a floor or a gym. The grant requires a lot of help from the Armenians, and they are quite busy right now, so I will keep on persuading them, and we will see what happens. The basketball clubs have helped me gained some respect in the villages, especially from the men. So I props goes to Prich( my bkb coach) for developing my mad skills..hehehe.
Lastly, I have been pretty active in developing a teacher’s activity workbook for Armenian English teachers. We are having a conference in March, and I will be presenting some ideas and this workbook with my counterpart. It will be a wonderful opportunity for her and others.
It is still cold here, but warming up. We get random snowfalls here and there, and I am told this will continue until May. Not bad, expect there are no concrete roads, which makes a complete MUD MESS. And knowing my gracefulness, I am known at the dirty teacher, as my pants always have mud spots from walking to school. Oh well, I cannot change who I am. If I am not covered in mud, I am covered in chalk. It is simply a no win situation for me, so why bother, eh? Hehee
So last time we chatted, or shall I just say, I wrote a blog and you read it; I have found out that the Indianapolis Colts have won the Super Bowl (YEAHHHHHHHH) and that Peter Pan Peanut Butter is being recalled, especially with the code starting with 2111. Well I hit that jackpot, as I am starting at the 2111 on my Peter Pan can that with a kind and generous heart, was sent to me by a wonderful friend. Rats. I am have tempted to just eat it, but then again, I am just a wimp in when I am sick. Such a small tragedy. A whole can a Peanut Butter that I can’t even give to the dogs. The main Peace Corps Staff has sent out an alert to us about this, as it tells you the how many cans of peanut butter are being imported to Armenia!
Other than that, I am sorry for a boring update. Things are going well and wish you all could come and see some of the small process that I am starting to see. It is so humbling realize that a smile can make such a huge difference in a day.
Thanks to all of you who continue to show your support through emails, letters, packages, goodies, and words of encouragement. It really keeps me going, especially on those days where I wish I could flap my arms and fly back to my comfort zone in America. There are many rough bumps on this journey, but then again, the Deck of Life is a fair game, it is just how you place your cards. Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose, sometimes the odds are continuously against us, and sometime a little bit of luck comes our way. I hope I make some sense here…basically just live life no matter what curveball comes your way.
Congratulations to Katie who was just recently married, and Laurel who will soon tie the knot. All the birthdays here and there and everywhere. Many special things are happening to you all, and I wish I could be there for you, during the highs and lows. Nevertheless, know that I think of you all often and the village does as well, as I tell them lots J They all send their wishes to you.
Happy Spring,
Your Syd
PS Don’t yell at me if I have grammar errors... no one has yet. I know I teach English, but internet time is precious…
Sorry it has been a while since my last update. As I write, on this wonderful first day of March, I am experiencing my first evening in my new place, new home. I moved out of my host family, into an apartment in the village. I live close to my work and have met my neighbors which eases me with my safety and security. My host family is absolutely wonderful as they have provided me with so much. My host brother, who is 9, insisted that he stay with me this night, as he wanted to make sure that I am safe, though he, himself is afraid of the dark. I took me up on his offer, and put him to work; cleaning the house, hanging some curtains, etc. The night ended with some SWISS MISS hot chocolate and some studying. I went to wash my face only to come back to my little host bro asleep with his Armenian textbook on his head. I must have worked him too hard! I have a picture, it is priceless.
I really love my host family and it has been a wonderful experience. I am just ready to have a little more independence…(you know I love this). I am confident in my language skills though I study every night and still see a tutor. I just want to be perfect at this language, but it is impossible!!
School is going well and my clubs are thriving. I hope I am not jinxing myself by saying this, but it is a blast! The students, of any age, can be rotten at times, but I get to have complete control of my clubs and have my own rules, and I think that they are scared of strict Miss Merz; yes, I am Miss Merz and it is weird! I really enjoy teaching, more than I ever thought. I have also team-taught with my good Armenian friend at a university. There is just something about higher education that continues to magnetize me in that direction.
Funding has been approved for the summer youth environment camps, so another volunteer and I are currently translating (WITH HELP) the curriculum, applications, etc. Trainings are schedule and soon will be underway. We hope to start the camps in June, depending when the school session will end. The next group of volunteers will be coming around this time, which is crazy to even think about, as it will mark the year anniversary of my group being in service. CRAZY! I looked back in my journal from last year, and it was in February when I accepted my Armenian service invitation. Time is flying and there is so much to do here!
So I have written one grant, and WOW, that was a challenge. I hope to write another soon, for the repairs of the school’s basketball gym/floor/ it is not really a floor or a gym. The grant requires a lot of help from the Armenians, and they are quite busy right now, so I will keep on persuading them, and we will see what happens. The basketball clubs have helped me gained some respect in the villages, especially from the men. So I props goes to Prich( my bkb coach) for developing my mad skills..hehehe.
Lastly, I have been pretty active in developing a teacher’s activity workbook for Armenian English teachers. We are having a conference in March, and I will be presenting some ideas and this workbook with my counterpart. It will be a wonderful opportunity for her and others.
It is still cold here, but warming up. We get random snowfalls here and there, and I am told this will continue until May. Not bad, expect there are no concrete roads, which makes a complete MUD MESS. And knowing my gracefulness, I am known at the dirty teacher, as my pants always have mud spots from walking to school. Oh well, I cannot change who I am. If I am not covered in mud, I am covered in chalk. It is simply a no win situation for me, so why bother, eh? Hehee
So last time we chatted, or shall I just say, I wrote a blog and you read it; I have found out that the Indianapolis Colts have won the Super Bowl (YEAHHHHHHHH) and that Peter Pan Peanut Butter is being recalled, especially with the code starting with 2111. Well I hit that jackpot, as I am starting at the 2111 on my Peter Pan can that with a kind and generous heart, was sent to me by a wonderful friend. Rats. I am have tempted to just eat it, but then again, I am just a wimp in when I am sick. Such a small tragedy. A whole can a Peanut Butter that I can’t even give to the dogs. The main Peace Corps Staff has sent out an alert to us about this, as it tells you the how many cans of peanut butter are being imported to Armenia!
Other than that, I am sorry for a boring update. Things are going well and wish you all could come and see some of the small process that I am starting to see. It is so humbling realize that a smile can make such a huge difference in a day.
Thanks to all of you who continue to show your support through emails, letters, packages, goodies, and words of encouragement. It really keeps me going, especially on those days where I wish I could flap my arms and fly back to my comfort zone in America. There are many rough bumps on this journey, but then again, the Deck of Life is a fair game, it is just how you place your cards. Sometimes we win, sometimes we lose, sometimes the odds are continuously against us, and sometime a little bit of luck comes our way. I hope I make some sense here…basically just live life no matter what curveball comes your way.
Congratulations to Katie who was just recently married, and Laurel who will soon tie the knot. All the birthdays here and there and everywhere. Many special things are happening to you all, and I wish I could be there for you, during the highs and lows. Nevertheless, know that I think of you all often and the village does as well, as I tell them lots J They all send their wishes to you.
Happy Spring,
Your Syd
PS Don’t yell at me if I have grammar errors... no one has yet. I know I teach English, but internet time is precious…
Monday, January 08, 2007
Շնորահվոր ամանոր: Բարեվիր Հայաստանից:
Happy New Year!
Greetings from Armenia!
I hope the new year and winter holidays treated you all kindly! (Psst...I celebrated the NY before you :)
Here, things have been fun and interesting. Since my last update, I have completed my first semester as an English teacher. It is quite a growing experience to teach your native tongue in a foreign language. School is tentatively scheduled to open on January 22nd, depending on the weather..aka, it is FREEZING here. We only have woodstoves in the school, so it will just depend. I really will not know until the evening of the 21st whether or not school will begin. Everything is very “flexible” here.
Speaking of the weather, I can honestly say I have never seen this much snow. On December 27th, my village was greeted with a meter of snow, which is equivalent to over 3 feet. That is hip level for me! It is just amazing how much snow this is, and to think that every snowflake’s crystallized structure is different befuddles me! I have heard that Denver has seen its far share of snow as well. The only difference is that roads are plowed and cleaned in Denver. In the village, we make our own paths! The temperature has been in the 10’s with a little wind that is so crisp it will certainly take many breaths away. I continue to sleep in three layers, and I am quite comfortable.
Bathing has been a new challenge for me, as the “bathing room” is quite cold aka FREEZING, so I tried to throw buckets of warm water on me to cleanse myself. I was having trouble getting all the shampoo out of my hair, so my hair has been cut to just below the ear level. It makes bathing quicker which is very beneficial in the winter months!
Before Christmas, my family and I exchanged gifts. My family sent over some presents in which the family was ever so grateful. It was amazing to see how shocked they were! I spent Christmas day with some other volunteers at the Marriott hotel in Yerevan. December 25th is an insignificant day in Armenia, so it was wonderful to spend it with some people to who recognize this day. Also, the Marriott provided a HOT shower, WARM rooms, and privacy. I pampered myself in this entity as if I have never seen a bathroom or Christmas tree! I called my family to wish them a Merry Christmas, as well as my best friend Justinn and her family! Hearing everyone’s voices, especially my sister’s little rugrats was the most soothing thing for me, but it made me only ache to be in America.
After the Christmas holiday, I spent some time in Yerevan with my friends. I assisted in teaching a couple of English classes at a local university. I really enjoyed teaching at this level, and am going to explore this option a bit more. Maybe next academic year we can work out a plan so I can come into Yerevan twice a month to teach. It is just a difficult drive to the university from my village.
Also, I spent some relaxing days with my best friends as well. They took me to see old Armenian dances, which were very interesting. Needless to say, my coordination mixed with these dances, makes me look like a person trying to walk over coals! I ended my Yerevan excursion attending my first Armenian wedding…WOW! We danced, yes, those of you that really know me, I DANCED, and we ate, and ate, and ate, and ate. We had six different courses of food, which I was not prepared for, as I indulged myself during the first course. Eight hours later, the party ended.
I spent the New Years in my village with my family. Okay, I have never experienced such a holiday as this. It is celebrated for over a week. We went to so many houses where we ate and drank. It was never endings. I think we averaged 6 meals a deal, and I bet we averaged about six toasts per meal. It is completely nuts. I am not a party person, so though it was a great experience, it was a little too much for me.
The New Year celebration is very important in Armenia. Individuals slaughter their best cow, sheep, and/hog for the celebration. The best liquor, cut meats, preserved vegetables and fruits are brought to the table. The holiday reminds me much of Thanksgiving as it is a bit feast of thankfulness, the only difference is that is lasts forever and sleep is not heard of during these days.
Christmas is celebrated on January 6th. It too, is very important, though a more relaxing day. The Armenians are Orthodox Christians, meaning that they stick to the old calendar in which Christmas is celebrated in January.
What else? Oh, I visited some very interesting museums displaying Armenia’s history and the genocide. This history is so fascinating, and I really and continuously each of you to read bits of pieces about it.
I finished a never ending grant with some other PCV’s for our environmental youth summer camps. We have been “conditionally” approve, which is a good sign. I also edited, with the assistance of two other PCVs (Eric and Sarah J-Hi Sarah’s mom J) a rather long document from the Armenian government. My girls’ basketball club ended until the school starts up again. I gracefully received a nice leather basketball from Marita Hynes. Watching the girls play with a new ball sent chills up my spine as their level of play greatly increased. It is amazing what a ball can do for inspiration for the girls. They treated it as if it were a porcelain doll.
Now, I am writing my lesson plans for the next semester. This takes quite some time, I must say.
But before I signal off, I think it is important for me to reflex as 2006 passed quickly, and it was quite a growing experience for me. We live once, but I can honestly say, the past six months have a great impact on me. I would like to list why I am so thankful and have humbled me.
--For a supportive family in the United States.
--For a supportive peer group in all parts of the world.
--For warm showers when they are available.
--For “Syd” time that comes so limited.
--For a cell phone in which I can text other PCVs when a bad day arises.
--For a indoor bathroom
--For the endless letters and packages that you all have sent. This not only gives joy to me, but I always share to others and they are just as thankful.
--For warm water
--For meeting some amazing friends in Armenia
--For the simple things in life that go so far: hugs, hellos, and love.
Here’s wishing you nothing but the best for 2007. May this year be well for you, but also provide you challenges that my seem unconquerable, in which your true self will be seen.
Love,
Syd
Happy New Year!
Greetings from Armenia!
I hope the new year and winter holidays treated you all kindly! (Psst...I celebrated the NY before you :)
Here, things have been fun and interesting. Since my last update, I have completed my first semester as an English teacher. It is quite a growing experience to teach your native tongue in a foreign language. School is tentatively scheduled to open on January 22nd, depending on the weather..aka, it is FREEZING here. We only have woodstoves in the school, so it will just depend. I really will not know until the evening of the 21st whether or not school will begin. Everything is very “flexible” here.
Speaking of the weather, I can honestly say I have never seen this much snow. On December 27th, my village was greeted with a meter of snow, which is equivalent to over 3 feet. That is hip level for me! It is just amazing how much snow this is, and to think that every snowflake’s crystallized structure is different befuddles me! I have heard that Denver has seen its far share of snow as well. The only difference is that roads are plowed and cleaned in Denver. In the village, we make our own paths! The temperature has been in the 10’s with a little wind that is so crisp it will certainly take many breaths away. I continue to sleep in three layers, and I am quite comfortable.
Bathing has been a new challenge for me, as the “bathing room” is quite cold aka FREEZING, so I tried to throw buckets of warm water on me to cleanse myself. I was having trouble getting all the shampoo out of my hair, so my hair has been cut to just below the ear level. It makes bathing quicker which is very beneficial in the winter months!
Before Christmas, my family and I exchanged gifts. My family sent over some presents in which the family was ever so grateful. It was amazing to see how shocked they were! I spent Christmas day with some other volunteers at the Marriott hotel in Yerevan. December 25th is an insignificant day in Armenia, so it was wonderful to spend it with some people to who recognize this day. Also, the Marriott provided a HOT shower, WARM rooms, and privacy. I pampered myself in this entity as if I have never seen a bathroom or Christmas tree! I called my family to wish them a Merry Christmas, as well as my best friend Justinn and her family! Hearing everyone’s voices, especially my sister’s little rugrats was the most soothing thing for me, but it made me only ache to be in America.
After the Christmas holiday, I spent some time in Yerevan with my friends. I assisted in teaching a couple of English classes at a local university. I really enjoyed teaching at this level, and am going to explore this option a bit more. Maybe next academic year we can work out a plan so I can come into Yerevan twice a month to teach. It is just a difficult drive to the university from my village.
Also, I spent some relaxing days with my best friends as well. They took me to see old Armenian dances, which were very interesting. Needless to say, my coordination mixed with these dances, makes me look like a person trying to walk over coals! I ended my Yerevan excursion attending my first Armenian wedding…WOW! We danced, yes, those of you that really know me, I DANCED, and we ate, and ate, and ate, and ate. We had six different courses of food, which I was not prepared for, as I indulged myself during the first course. Eight hours later, the party ended.
I spent the New Years in my village with my family. Okay, I have never experienced such a holiday as this. It is celebrated for over a week. We went to so many houses where we ate and drank. It was never endings. I think we averaged 6 meals a deal, and I bet we averaged about six toasts per meal. It is completely nuts. I am not a party person, so though it was a great experience, it was a little too much for me.
The New Year celebration is very important in Armenia. Individuals slaughter their best cow, sheep, and/hog for the celebration. The best liquor, cut meats, preserved vegetables and fruits are brought to the table. The holiday reminds me much of Thanksgiving as it is a bit feast of thankfulness, the only difference is that is lasts forever and sleep is not heard of during these days.
Christmas is celebrated on January 6th. It too, is very important, though a more relaxing day. The Armenians are Orthodox Christians, meaning that they stick to the old calendar in which Christmas is celebrated in January.
What else? Oh, I visited some very interesting museums displaying Armenia’s history and the genocide. This history is so fascinating, and I really and continuously each of you to read bits of pieces about it.
I finished a never ending grant with some other PCV’s for our environmental youth summer camps. We have been “conditionally” approve, which is a good sign. I also edited, with the assistance of two other PCVs (Eric and Sarah J-Hi Sarah’s mom J) a rather long document from the Armenian government. My girls’ basketball club ended until the school starts up again. I gracefully received a nice leather basketball from Marita Hynes. Watching the girls play with a new ball sent chills up my spine as their level of play greatly increased. It is amazing what a ball can do for inspiration for the girls. They treated it as if it were a porcelain doll.
Now, I am writing my lesson plans for the next semester. This takes quite some time, I must say.
But before I signal off, I think it is important for me to reflex as 2006 passed quickly, and it was quite a growing experience for me. We live once, but I can honestly say, the past six months have a great impact on me. I would like to list why I am so thankful and have humbled me.
--For a supportive family in the United States.
--For a supportive peer group in all parts of the world.
--For warm showers when they are available.
--For “Syd” time that comes so limited.
--For a cell phone in which I can text other PCVs when a bad day arises.
--For a indoor bathroom
--For the endless letters and packages that you all have sent. This not only gives joy to me, but I always share to others and they are just as thankful.
--For warm water
--For meeting some amazing friends in Armenia
--For the simple things in life that go so far: hugs, hellos, and love.
Here’s wishing you nothing but the best for 2007. May this year be well for you, but also provide you challenges that my seem unconquerable, in which your true self will be seen.
Love,
Syd
2007 is Here!
Շնորահվոր ամանոր: Բարեվիր Հայաստանից:
Happy New Year!
Greetings from Armenia!
I hope the new year and winter holidays treated you all kindly! And I celebrated the New Year while you all were sleeping :) hehehe I saw it first :)
Here, things have been fun and interesting. Since my last update, I have completed my first semester as an English teacher. It is quite a growing experience to teach your native tongue in a foreign language. School is tentatively scheduled to open on January 22nd, depending on the weather..aka, it is FREEZING here. We only have woodstoves in the school, so it will just depend. I really will not know until the evening of the 21st whether or not school will begin. Everything is very “flexible” here.
Speaking of the weather, I can honestly say I have never seen this much snow. On December 27th, my village was greeted with a meter of snow, which is equivalent to over 3 feet. That is hip level for me! It is just amazing how much snow this is, and to think that every snowflake’s crystallized structure is different befuddles me! I have heard that Denver has seen its far share of snow as well. The only difference is that roads are plowed and cleaned in Denver. In the village, we make our own paths! The temperature has been in the 10’s with a little wind that is so crisp it will certainly take many breaths away. I continue to sleep in three layers, and I am quite comfortable.
Bathing has been a new challenge for me, as the “bathing room” is quite cold aka FREEZING, so I tried to throw buckets of warm water on me to cleanse myself. I was having trouble getting all the shampoo out of my hair, so my hair has been cut to just below the ear level. It makes bathing quicker which is very beneficial in the winter months!
Before Christmas, my family and I exchanged gifts. My family sent over some presents in which the family was ever so grateful. It was amazing to see how shocked they were! I spent Christmas day with some other volunteers at the Marriott hotel in Yerevan. December 25th is an insignificant day in Armenia, so it was wonderful to spend it with some people to who recognize this day. Also, the Marriott provided a HOT shower, WARM rooms, and privacy. I pampered myself in this entity as if I have never seen a bathroom or Christmas tree! I called my family to wish them a Merry Christmas, as well as my best friend Justinn and her family! Hearing everyone’s voices, especially my sister’s little rugrats was the most soothing thing for me, but it made me only ache to be in America.
After the Christmas holiday, I spent some time in Yerevan with my friends. I assisted in teaching a couple of English classes at a local university. I really enjoyed teaching at this level, and am going to explore this option a bit more. Maybe next academic year we can work out a plan so I can come into Yerevan twice a month to teach. It is just a difficult drive to the university from my village.
Also, I spent some relaxing days with my best friends as well. They took me to see old Armenian dances, which were very interesting. Needless to say, my coordination mixed with these dances, makes me look like a person trying to walk over coals! I ended my Yerevan excursion attending my first Armenian wedding…WOW! We danced, yes, those of you that really know me, I DANCED, and we ate, and ate, and ate, and ate. We had six different courses of food, which I was not prepared for, as I indulged myself during the first course. Eight hours later, the party ended.
I spent the New Years in my village with my family. Okay, I have never experienced such a holiday as this. It is celebrated for over a week. We went to so many houses where we ate and drank. It was never endings. I think we averaged 6 meals a deal, and I bet we averaged about six toasts per meal. It is completely nuts. I am not a party person, so though it was a great experience, it was a little too much for me.
The New Year celebration is very important in Armenia. Individuals slaughter their best cow, sheep, and/hog for the celebration. The best liquor, cut meats, preserved vegetables and fruits are brought to the table. The holiday reminds me much of Thanksgiving as it is a bit feast of thankfulness, the only difference is that is lasts forever and sleep is not heard of during these days.
Christmas is celebrated on January 6th. It too, is very important, though a more relaxing day. The Armenians are Orthodox Christians, meaning that they stick to the old calendar in which Christmas is celebrated in January.
What else? Oh, I visited some very interesting museums displaying Armenia’s history and the genocide. This history is so fascinating, and I really and continuously each of you to read bits of pieces about it.
I finished a never ending grant with some other PCV’s for our environmental youth summer camps. We have been “conditionally” approve, which is a good sign. I also edited, with the assistance of two other PCVs (Eric and Sarah J-Hi Sarah’s mom J) a rather long document from the Armenian government. My girls’ basketball club ended until the school starts up again. I gracefully received a nice leather basketball from Marita Hynes. Watching the girls play with a new ball sent chills up my spine as their level of play greatly increased. It is amazing what a ball can do for inspiration for the girls. They treated it as if it were a porcelain doll.
Now, I am writing my lesson plans for the next semester. This takes quite some time, I must say.
But before I signal off, I think it is important for me to reflex as 2006 passed quickly, and it was quite a growing experience for me. We live once, but I can honestly say, the past six months have a great impact on me. I would like to list why I am so thankful and have humbled me.
--For a supportive family in the United States.
--For a supportive peer group in all parts of the world.
--For warm showers when they are available.
--For “Syd” time that comes so limited.
--For a cell phone in which I can text other PCVs when a bad day arises.
--For a indoor bathroom
--For the endless letters and packages that you all have sent. This not only gives joy to me, but I always share to others and they are just as thankful.
--For warm water
--For meeting some amazing friends in Armenia
--For the simple things in life that go so far: hugs, hellos, and love.
Here’s wishing you nothing but the best for 2007. May this year be well for you, but also provide you challenges that my seem unconquerable, in which your true self will be seen.
Love,
Syd
Happy New Year!
Greetings from Armenia!
I hope the new year and winter holidays treated you all kindly! And I celebrated the New Year while you all were sleeping :) hehehe I saw it first :)
Here, things have been fun and interesting. Since my last update, I have completed my first semester as an English teacher. It is quite a growing experience to teach your native tongue in a foreign language. School is tentatively scheduled to open on January 22nd, depending on the weather..aka, it is FREEZING here. We only have woodstoves in the school, so it will just depend. I really will not know until the evening of the 21st whether or not school will begin. Everything is very “flexible” here.
Speaking of the weather, I can honestly say I have never seen this much snow. On December 27th, my village was greeted with a meter of snow, which is equivalent to over 3 feet. That is hip level for me! It is just amazing how much snow this is, and to think that every snowflake’s crystallized structure is different befuddles me! I have heard that Denver has seen its far share of snow as well. The only difference is that roads are plowed and cleaned in Denver. In the village, we make our own paths! The temperature has been in the 10’s with a little wind that is so crisp it will certainly take many breaths away. I continue to sleep in three layers, and I am quite comfortable.
Bathing has been a new challenge for me, as the “bathing room” is quite cold aka FREEZING, so I tried to throw buckets of warm water on me to cleanse myself. I was having trouble getting all the shampoo out of my hair, so my hair has been cut to just below the ear level. It makes bathing quicker which is very beneficial in the winter months!
Before Christmas, my family and I exchanged gifts. My family sent over some presents in which the family was ever so grateful. It was amazing to see how shocked they were! I spent Christmas day with some other volunteers at the Marriott hotel in Yerevan. December 25th is an insignificant day in Armenia, so it was wonderful to spend it with some people to who recognize this day. Also, the Marriott provided a HOT shower, WARM rooms, and privacy. I pampered myself in this entity as if I have never seen a bathroom or Christmas tree! I called my family to wish them a Merry Christmas, as well as my best friend Justinn and her family! Hearing everyone’s voices, especially my sister’s little rugrats was the most soothing thing for me, but it made me only ache to be in America.
After the Christmas holiday, I spent some time in Yerevan with my friends. I assisted in teaching a couple of English classes at a local university. I really enjoyed teaching at this level, and am going to explore this option a bit more. Maybe next academic year we can work out a plan so I can come into Yerevan twice a month to teach. It is just a difficult drive to the university from my village.
Also, I spent some relaxing days with my best friends as well. They took me to see old Armenian dances, which were very interesting. Needless to say, my coordination mixed with these dances, makes me look like a person trying to walk over coals! I ended my Yerevan excursion attending my first Armenian wedding…WOW! We danced, yes, those of you that really know me, I DANCED, and we ate, and ate, and ate, and ate. We had six different courses of food, which I was not prepared for, as I indulged myself during the first course. Eight hours later, the party ended.
I spent the New Years in my village with my family. Okay, I have never experienced such a holiday as this. It is celebrated for over a week. We went to so many houses where we ate and drank. It was never endings. I think we averaged 6 meals a deal, and I bet we averaged about six toasts per meal. It is completely nuts. I am not a party person, so though it was a great experience, it was a little too much for me.
The New Year celebration is very important in Armenia. Individuals slaughter their best cow, sheep, and/hog for the celebration. The best liquor, cut meats, preserved vegetables and fruits are brought to the table. The holiday reminds me much of Thanksgiving as it is a bit feast of thankfulness, the only difference is that is lasts forever and sleep is not heard of during these days.
Christmas is celebrated on January 6th. It too, is very important, though a more relaxing day. The Armenians are Orthodox Christians, meaning that they stick to the old calendar in which Christmas is celebrated in January.
What else? Oh, I visited some very interesting museums displaying Armenia’s history and the genocide. This history is so fascinating, and I really and continuously each of you to read bits of pieces about it.
I finished a never ending grant with some other PCV’s for our environmental youth summer camps. We have been “conditionally” approve, which is a good sign. I also edited, with the assistance of two other PCVs (Eric and Sarah J-Hi Sarah’s mom J) a rather long document from the Armenian government. My girls’ basketball club ended until the school starts up again. I gracefully received a nice leather basketball from Marita Hynes. Watching the girls play with a new ball sent chills up my spine as their level of play greatly increased. It is amazing what a ball can do for inspiration for the girls. They treated it as if it were a porcelain doll.
Now, I am writing my lesson plans for the next semester. This takes quite some time, I must say.
But before I signal off, I think it is important for me to reflex as 2006 passed quickly, and it was quite a growing experience for me. We live once, but I can honestly say, the past six months have a great impact on me. I would like to list why I am so thankful and have humbled me.
--For a supportive family in the United States.
--For a supportive peer group in all parts of the world.
--For warm showers when they are available.
--For “Syd” time that comes so limited.
--For a cell phone in which I can text other PCVs when a bad day arises.
--For a indoor bathroom
--For the endless letters and packages that you all have sent. This not only gives joy to me, but I always share to others and they are just as thankful.
--For warm water
--For meeting some amazing friends in Armenia
--For the simple things in life that go so far: hugs, hellos, and love.
Here’s wishing you nothing but the best for 2007. May this year be well for you, but also provide you challenges that my seem unconquerable, in which your true self will be seen.
Love,
Syd
2007 is Here!
Շնորահվոր ամանոր: Բարեվիր Հայաստանից:
Happy New Year!
Greetings from Armenia!
I hope the new year and winter holidays treated you all kindly! And I celebrated the New Year while you all were sleeping :) hehehe I saw it first :)
Here, things have been fun and interesting. Since my last update, I have completed my first semester as an English teacher. It is quite a growing experience to teach your native tongue in a foreign language. School is tentatively scheduled to open on January 22nd, depending on the weather..aka, it is FREEZING here. We only have woodstoves in the school, so it will just depend. I really will not know until the evening of the 21st whether or not school will begin. Everything is very “flexible” here.
Speaking of the weather, I can honestly say I have never seen this much snow. On December 27th, my village was greeted with a meter of snow, which is equivalent to over 3 feet. That is hip level for me! It is just amazing how much snow this is, and to think that every snowflake’s crystallized structure is different befuddles me! I have heard that Denver has seen its far share of snow as well. The only difference is that roads are plowed and cleaned in Denver. In the village, we make our own paths! The temperature has been in the 10’s with a little wind that is so crisp it will certainly take many breaths away. I continue to sleep in three layers, and I am quite comfortable.
Bathing has been a new challenge for me, as the “bathing room” is quite cold aka FREEZING, so I tried to throw buckets of warm water on me to cleanse myself. I was having trouble getting all the shampoo out of my hair, so my hair has been cut to just below the ear level. It makes bathing quicker which is very beneficial in the winter months!
Before Christmas, my family and I exchanged gifts. My family sent over some presents in which the family was ever so grateful. It was amazing to see how shocked they were! I spent Christmas day with some other volunteers at the Marriott hotel in Yerevan. December 25th is an insignificant day in Armenia, so it was wonderful to spend it with some people to who recognize this day. Also, the Marriott provided a HOT shower, WARM rooms, and privacy. I pampered myself in this entity as if I have never seen a bathroom or Christmas tree! I called my family to wish them a Merry Christmas, as well as my best friend Justinn and her family! Hearing everyone’s voices, especially my sister’s little rugrats was the most soothing thing for me, but it made me only ache to be in America.
After the Christmas holiday, I spent some time in Yerevan with my friends. I assisted in teaching a couple of English classes at a local university. I really enjoyed teaching at this level, and am going to explore this option a bit more. Maybe next academic year we can work out a plan so I can come into Yerevan twice a month to teach. It is just a difficult drive to the university from my village.
Also, I spent some relaxing days with my best friends as well. They took me to see old Armenian dances, which were very interesting. Needless to say, my coordination mixed with these dances, makes me look like a person trying to walk over coals! I ended my Yerevan excursion attending my first Armenian wedding…WOW! We danced, yes, those of you that really know me, I DANCED, and we ate, and ate, and ate, and ate. We had six different courses of food, which I was not prepared for, as I indulged myself during the first course. Eight hours later, the party ended.
I spent the New Years in my village with my family. Okay, I have never experienced such a holiday as this. It is celebrated for over a week. We went to so many houses where we ate and drank. It was never endings. I think we averaged 6 meals a deal, and I bet we averaged about six toasts per meal. It is completely nuts. I am not a party person, so though it was a great experience, it was a little too much for me.
The New Year celebration is very important in Armenia. Individuals slaughter their best cow, sheep, and/hog for the celebration. The best liquor, cut meats, preserved vegetables and fruits are brought to the table. The holiday reminds me much of Thanksgiving as it is a bit feast of thankfulness, the only difference is that is lasts forever and sleep is not heard of during these days.
Christmas is celebrated on January 6th. It too, is very important, though a more relaxing day. The Armenians are Orthodox Christians, meaning that they stick to the old calendar in which Christmas is celebrated in January.
What else? Oh, I visited some very interesting museums displaying Armenia’s history and the genocide. This history is so fascinating, and I really and continuously each of you to read bits of pieces about it.
I finished a never ending grant with some other PCV’s for our environmental youth summer camps. We have been “conditionally” approve, which is a good sign. I also edited, with the assistance of two other PCVs (Eric and Sarah J-Hi Sarah’s mom J) a rather long document from the Armenian government. My girls’ basketball club ended until the school starts up again. I gracefully received a nice leather basketball from Marita Hynes. Watching the girls play with a new ball sent chills up my spine as their level of play greatly increased. It is amazing what a ball can do for inspiration for the girls. They treated it as if it were a porcelain doll.
Now, I am writing my lesson plans for the next semester. This takes quite some time, I must say.
But before I signal off, I think it is important for me to reflex as 2006 passed quickly, and it was quite a growing experience for me. We live once, but I can honestly say, the past six months have a great impact on me. I would like to list why I am so thankful and have humbled me.
--For a supportive family in the United States.
--For a supportive peer group in all parts of the world.
--For warm showers when they are available.
--For “Syd” time that comes so limited.
--For a cell phone in which I can text other PCVs when a bad day arises.
--For a indoor bathroom
--For the endless letters and packages that you all have sent. This not only gives joy to me, but I always share to others and they are just as thankful.
--For warm water
--For meeting some amazing friends in Armenia
--For the simple things in life that go so far: hugs, hellos, and love.
Here’s wishing you nothing but the best for 2007. May this year be well for you, but also provide you challenges that my seem unconquerable, in which your true self will be seen.
Love,
Syd
Happy New Year!
Greetings from Armenia!
I hope the new year and winter holidays treated you all kindly! And I celebrated the New Year while you all were sleeping :) hehehe I saw it first :)
Here, things have been fun and interesting. Since my last update, I have completed my first semester as an English teacher. It is quite a growing experience to teach your native tongue in a foreign language. School is tentatively scheduled to open on January 22nd, depending on the weather..aka, it is FREEZING here. We only have woodstoves in the school, so it will just depend. I really will not know until the evening of the 21st whether or not school will begin. Everything is very “flexible” here.
Speaking of the weather, I can honestly say I have never seen this much snow. On December 27th, my village was greeted with a meter of snow, which is equivalent to over 3 feet. That is hip level for me! It is just amazing how much snow this is, and to think that every snowflake’s crystallized structure is different befuddles me! I have heard that Denver has seen its far share of snow as well. The only difference is that roads are plowed and cleaned in Denver. In the village, we make our own paths! The temperature has been in the 10’s with a little wind that is so crisp it will certainly take many breaths away. I continue to sleep in three layers, and I am quite comfortable.
Bathing has been a new challenge for me, as the “bathing room” is quite cold aka FREEZING, so I tried to throw buckets of warm water on me to cleanse myself. I was having trouble getting all the shampoo out of my hair, so my hair has been cut to just below the ear level. It makes bathing quicker which is very beneficial in the winter months!
Before Christmas, my family and I exchanged gifts. My family sent over some presents in which the family was ever so grateful. It was amazing to see how shocked they were! I spent Christmas day with some other volunteers at the Marriott hotel in Yerevan. December 25th is an insignificant day in Armenia, so it was wonderful to spend it with some people to who recognize this day. Also, the Marriott provided a HOT shower, WARM rooms, and privacy. I pampered myself in this entity as if I have never seen a bathroom or Christmas tree! I called my family to wish them a Merry Christmas, as well as my best friend Justinn and her family! Hearing everyone’s voices, especially my sister’s little rugrats was the most soothing thing for me, but it made me only ache to be in America.
After the Christmas holiday, I spent some time in Yerevan with my friends. I assisted in teaching a couple of English classes at a local university. I really enjoyed teaching at this level, and am going to explore this option a bit more. Maybe next academic year we can work out a plan so I can come into Yerevan twice a month to teach. It is just a difficult drive to the university from my village.
Also, I spent some relaxing days with my best friends as well. They took me to see old Armenian dances, which were very interesting. Needless to say, my coordination mixed with these dances, makes me look like a person trying to walk over coals! I ended my Yerevan excursion attending my first Armenian wedding…WOW! We danced, yes, those of you that really know me, I DANCED, and we ate, and ate, and ate, and ate. We had six different courses of food, which I was not prepared for, as I indulged myself during the first course. Eight hours later, the party ended.
I spent the New Years in my village with my family. Okay, I have never experienced such a holiday as this. It is celebrated for over a week. We went to so many houses where we ate and drank. It was never endings. I think we averaged 6 meals a deal, and I bet we averaged about six toasts per meal. It is completely nuts. I am not a party person, so though it was a great experience, it was a little too much for me.
The New Year celebration is very important in Armenia. Individuals slaughter their best cow, sheep, and/hog for the celebration. The best liquor, cut meats, preserved vegetables and fruits are brought to the table. The holiday reminds me much of Thanksgiving as it is a bit feast of thankfulness, the only difference is that is lasts forever and sleep is not heard of during these days.
Christmas is celebrated on January 6th. It too, is very important, though a more relaxing day. The Armenians are Orthodox Christians, meaning that they stick to the old calendar in which Christmas is celebrated in January.
What else? Oh, I visited some very interesting museums displaying Armenia’s history and the genocide. This history is so fascinating, and I really and continuously each of you to read bits of pieces about it.
I finished a never ending grant with some other PCV’s for our environmental youth summer camps. We have been “conditionally” approve, which is a good sign. I also edited, with the assistance of two other PCVs (Eric and Sarah J-Hi Sarah’s mom J) a rather long document from the Armenian government. My girls’ basketball club ended until the school starts up again. I gracefully received a nice leather basketball from Marita Hynes. Watching the girls play with a new ball sent chills up my spine as their level of play greatly increased. It is amazing what a ball can do for inspiration for the girls. They treated it as if it were a porcelain doll.
Now, I am writing my lesson plans for the next semester. This takes quite some time, I must say.
But before I signal off, I think it is important for me to reflex as 2006 passed quickly, and it was quite a growing experience for me. We live once, but I can honestly say, the past six months have a great impact on me. I would like to list why I am so thankful and have humbled me.
--For a supportive family in the United States.
--For a supportive peer group in all parts of the world.
--For warm showers when they are available.
--For “Syd” time that comes so limited.
--For a cell phone in which I can text other PCVs when a bad day arises.
--For a indoor bathroom
--For the endless letters and packages that you all have sent. This not only gives joy to me, but I always share to others and they are just as thankful.
--For warm water
--For meeting some amazing friends in Armenia
--For the simple things in life that go so far: hugs, hellos, and love.
Here’s wishing you nothing but the best for 2007. May this year be well for you, but also provide you challenges that my seem unconquerable, in which your true self will be seen.
Love,
Syd
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