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!

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!!!

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

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!!!).

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.

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.

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.

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

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…

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

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

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 Belated Thanksgiving!!

Hi All!
I hope this update finds you a “bit full” from your turkey holiday! I sure can tell you that missed being with my family on this holiday, though I was able to spend it with some very important people, which eased the aches. I was able to talk to my entire family on Turkey Day. It was absolutely wonderful to hear their voices and carry an hour conversation with them, despite it being 2am in the morning on my side! It was a very special phone call!!!

Have I said that I cannot believe that it has been about six months since my feet have been on the American soil? Nuts!!!

For a week in November, all the PCVs serving in Armenia met up for the traditional once-a-year conference called “All-Vol”. Here, us rookies were given lectures such as how to stay warm through the bitter winter (which has already started), how to improve our language skills, safety and security updates, medical shots (we have been vaccinated with the flu shot), etc. You get my drift, as it was meeting after meeting, followed by an extraordinary dinner that assimilated Thanksgiving. I got my “fixins” of turkey, mash potatoes mix with corn, stuffing, pumpkin pie, and of course whip cream (though not Cool Whip). One volunteer had her mom shipped some canned cranberries as well! Not only were we spoiled with this meal, but all the PCVs stayed in a hotel that had AMAZING warm water, showers, heated rooms, etc. I even showered twice one day just because I could. And those of you that know me, it is almost a cardinal sin for me to take a shower twice in one day!!! We even played a basketball game and visited the new US Embassay. It was a great time, though we were busy with many meetings, and I was finishing up my first grant…oh Lord, this grant sucked my life away! Of course, the meetings ended on a Thursday, so I stayed in the capital city and spent some time and stayed the weekend with my dearest Armenian friends and their family.

Though I am not in America, my body feels the vibe of the “holiday season”. This is really awkward, as the Armenian holiday season begins at New Year’s. Of course, Thanksgiving is not celebrated here, and Christmas is honored on the 6th of January, sticking to the old Christian calendar. So it is rather weird, for something to be so important to me my whole life, such as the holiday season, and to be in a place where no one really cares. I say this sincerely, as no one is at fault. It is just a culture difference that is quite funny. I have planned to stay at the Marriott with some other PCVs over Christmas, because the Marriott will have an amazing Christmas brunch. It will be the closest thing to celebrate Jesus’ birth, as there are no Catholic Churches or other assemblies that recognize this holiday on this day.

The village life is more and more amusing each day. I am very busy at school and my basketball clubs are really taking off. I am currently writing another grant to fund some women-sized basketballs and uniforms for my girls. Who knows, as many grants are not fond of supporting activities geared towards sports. I just know how influential sports were to me “off the playing field”, and I really want to instill that same learning experience to these young girls because the skills are virtually transferable in day-to-day life. We will see how it goes, the funding that is.

Thanks to the Steffe’s in Michigan, whose friends and etc. sent books, I have started an English Library with young reader books. Some of my tenth grade students are diving into the books and I hope to set up a reading club in the future. I am also working on a Spelling Bee. The students know the sounds of the English alphabet but have forgotten the names of the letters. Tentatively, the Spelling Bee competition for the school is scheduled for December 16th. Another PCV in my region is trying to fund a region-wide Spelling Bee in the spring, so I am preparing my students for that.

I am in full-gear as serving as a Co-director of environmental camps held throughout Armenia. At this moment, we are in the process of gathering funds and selecting the sites. I enjoy this work, but it is much more difficult when things are being explained or exchanged in the Armenian language!

Early this month, I traveled to see my first host family. I was a bit nervous of going back, because it had been three months since I last saw them. However, being there felt like home. I could understand their Armenian and they could understand mine. They are very patient people!! I missed the kids, the family, the food, the neighbors, and the village. It was a great “break” going there and it revitalized my spirits about my language skills.

Speaking of the language, it is going to be an endless battle. Sometimes I understand everyone and other days, everything sounds too foreign. I continue to study every night and have a tutor, just like many of the PCVs. However, visiting my first host family, I discovered something about myself and my language skills. When I am completely relaxed, I speak and understand Armenian very well. But if I get the slightest intonation that a person is judging me or having no patience with me; I start to have a mini anxiety attack and then I don’t understand anyone and I cannot even speak the simplest words in Armenian. It is a really weird thing for me and difficult to describe.

Many Armenians compared the PCVs language skills, (which is natural) despite the understanding that some PCVs have lived in Armenian longer than us rookies. Though this typically would not bother me, it has. Then I get all “worked up” and feel stupid, and freak out mentally. I know that this sounds silly, but now that I found my problem, I am slowly working to calm down. But at my first village, Armenians were very patient. I am finding out that here, at my site, some people want me to be fluent :) (and I want to be fluent too :)

Emotionally and psychologically, I am well. The holidays will be tough, but I knew that coming into this experience, and I am not alone in the boat. Physically, this winter is going to present a new challenge as it is too cold to run outside and it is my only form of exercise. I could try Tae-Bo or something inside the house, but the house is cold as well and the last thing you want to do is sweat. I have recovered from my Giardia, only to discover that the juice was being prepared with the village water rather than my filtered water. My body has not adjusted to the village water yet.

As I said, the signs of winter are already here, as the entire mountains are covered in snow, and our water pipes have broke (meaning no running water in the home). School is scheduled to close on December 25th until the beginning of February, for the school has no heat. Also, it is an Armenian tradition to celebrate the New Year for a week, followed by another week celebration of Christmas.

I don’t know when my next update will be, but I don’t think it will be until after Christmas. So with my best Armenian, I wish all of you the merriest Christmas and happy New Year. Sending you many hugs because I miss you all very much…
Syd
Շնորհավոր Սուրբի Ծնունդդ ու Շնորհավոր Նոր Տարի: ՈԻխարկում եմ շատ գրկումներ վորեվհետեվ շատ եմ կարոտում եմ ձեզ:
Սրդ

Work is thriving...

Hello once again! As I write this update, the rain is gently pounding on the roof of the school. One can suggest the change of seasons, as there was no precipitation this past summer. Now, it has rained almost every other day, along its side is the brisk wind comes from the Armenia Sea, which freshly clears my sinuses. The trees are slowly changing into their beautiful coats, while the children are bundling up their jackets as they trek off to school. Autumn is my favorite season, and living in the valley/gorge, one can only approximate the beauty of the season that is among me. I hope to share pictures with you, just so you may sense the splendor and exquisiteness that I am witnessing.

Mentioned in my last update, school has started. I am currently teaching 3rd, 4th, 5th, 6th, 7th, and 10th forms. I observed the classroom for the first week and half, and now I am team-teaching with two English Teachers. I have actually experienced teaching alone, which proved to be a better experience than what I had anticipated. Classroom discipline is a bit different that what is practiced in the American classroom. Not only that, but the educational philosophy is not as mainstream as what can be seen in America. For example, no matter the level or form, if the student is not performing up to his/her duties, he/she is not left to repeat the class. All students pass on to the next form. It can be frustrating as there is a fine divide between the students who study and those who do not. In addition, there are many there are two sessions of school. The older forms attend the morning session, and younger children attend in the afternoon. They students have 6 periods a day; each lasting 45 minutes long. I thought the older grades would be the most difficult, but it has been the middle school age that has proved to be the most challenging. I just hope I wasn’t this immature at this age, but I speculate that we all go through this stage, even if we do not even want to repeat the memories.

I also have two English clubs. My first club had 65 students, which was quite unbearable, but I have figured out a system in which I can average 30 students. I run three times a week with the village children and have a basketball club for the girls of my school. Now, there is interest of me teaching Phys. Ed. Opportunities are endless, though I am finding my time is not the same. On the side, I have been tutoring some locals, as well as receiving my own tutoring for the Armenian language...So I am still the same crazy Syd...Maybe this experience will teach me to say “No”. :O)

I have been rather healthy, except an ongoing journey with Giradia. For those of you who do not know what this is, I encourage you to search it on the Web. It is not a fun illness, but living in a village, I am not flabbergasted that I got this. Anyways, soon, I believe everything is back to what can be determined as “regular”. However, soon cannot come “soon” enough as this has been a crusade for quite some time now.

For the most part, my host family has given me some space, so I have some autonomy that has survived. Those of you that know me the best, realize that I like to be in many places at once, coming to rest only at the late hours of the night, just before the alarm sounds the next day. I had to relax a more here and spend more time in the home, which is a big adjustment, though not a bad transition. Since I live in the biggest village in Armenia, I have a site mate, who is amazing. She and I have really connected, as well as other Volunteers that live within an hour distance. I am really blessed to have such wonderful contacts and friends so close. Actually, I deem myself to be the luckiest Volunteer in Armenia, because have had such great relationships with other volunteers, teachers, staff, school director, neighborhood, and my family. I do not understand why the “stars” are always in line for me, although I know most of it is out of my control…fate must be determining this.

Of course, there have been many challenges, but nothing that I do not see that I can overcome. The biggest challenge to this point, is meeting up with my close friends, and then having to say, “See ya later gator”. There is just something so powerful about this experience that allows you to develop friendships that are very profound, multifaceted, and mysterious. I just hope that many of you have experienced this type of connection, and if not I am eager for this day to come for you.

In September, I had the wonderful opportunity to travel to Yerevan, the capital city, two times. Going to Yerevan, was quite interesting, as with my dropped-jaw and expressions, one would have thought I had never seen a city before, let alone cars, buildings, and streetlights. Yerevan is like another country within Armenia. It is very prosperous with over a million people living in its limits. There are many shops, stores, museums, etc. You can find almost anything, (except I am still searching for marshmallows and rice krispies so I can make the ultimate American dessert). While there, I got to practice of bit of my singing voice while performing “Total Eclipse of the Heart” at a karaoke bar. Nevertheless, the most mesmerizing excursion in Yerevan was traveling to a nearby town, called Echmiadzin. Here, I was able to witness the official Church of Armenia. This church was built in 303 A.D., how fascinating and intriguing! In 301 A.D., Armenia declared itself a Christian country. One can just visualize the amount of blessed history that this church presented. It was glorious. From there we also went to two other churches that date back to the early centuries with the oldest stone hedges still preserved in their finest. The most remarkable thing about these churches, was their ability to stand tall despite the numerous of earthquakes that have rumbled this country. These earthquakes have obliterated many structures and buildings close by, but miraculously and phenomenally, the churches have been left untouched. The architecture structures of the time are quite advanced leaving the stability of the structure to survive. Today, many architects are in awe of such progress in the early centuries.

The second trip involved celebrating the 15th Anniversary of Armenia’s independence. Song, dance, performances, and fireworks were held throughout the country, with the biggest of all shows in Yerevan. I also went to Yerevan for some meetings, and snuck of trip in to the monasteries of Garni and Geghard. Garni is outside of Yerevan is a pagan temple that was used as a summer home for royal families. Though it has been reconstructed, it still simulates of the Hellenistic time frame. Geghard Monastery was quick breathtaking as a part of it was carved from a side of the mountain. It was carved from the mountain from the top and the architects worked downward, which makes this sight much more fascinating. Legend tells that the lance in which Christ was wounded was brought to this monastery, which was established by St. Gregory the Illuminator in the IV Century. St. Gregory is a very important figure in Armenia as he helped establish this country as the first Christian country.

Finally, I had some resources to obtain for my classroom(s), but most importantly, I had the opportunity to hang about with my two dearest friends. You can envision just how refreshing it is to see them. Days can be long here, but the weeks fly by. This may sound silly, but living in the shoes as an Armenia PCV, it makes perfect sense.

Though I speak of the positives of this excursion, do not let me fool you of its difficulties. As to date, 10 members of my class have left Armenia and gone back to America. All of left for a variety reasons, some found that the journey is not for them, some left for medical reasons, others because their significant others were back in the states. In addition, some have left to care for others who are ill back in the States. As you can see, being half-away around the world and accepting a new and different culture has its adjustment. I have just been fortunate that my adjustment has been somewhat harassment-free.

I have discovered one big thing about myself. It is actually I guess is a complex that has been hiding deep inside of me, but underneath this hard core (well once it was hard core, but my muscle mass has shrunk two-old) is a very sensitive individual. It is very easy for tears to fall, though at most times, they are falling in happiness. Seeing my friends is so powerful, receiving letters, e-mails, and care packages have a new meaning; for it is not the material goods in it, but the heart, soul, and the enduring words by the individuals who composed the words. I am very grateful for those who have taken time think of me. You have no idea how deep and heart filled this thanks is. It truly means a lot, as I know what life has to offer in the US and other parts of the world, as at times, there is no room to think on your own let alone have time to think of a random friend half-way around the world . Also, please know that I think of you all often. I miss my family like mad, my friends as well. Okay, enough sap.

Life is different, Life is good. You get one, so live it up to its fullest.
Thinking of you all daily, and sending virtual transatlantic/transmediteranian hugs to each and everyone of you,

Շատ կարոտում եմ ձեզ: Ծանկանում եմ շատ լավ օր:
Missing you much. Wishing you a great day.
Սիդ Համրուկը
Syd the Sloth

Wedding Wishes to Suzanne..so sorry I missed it. Sam and Chadd, sorry I missed your anniversary!
Birthday Wishes: Stacy, Jill, Suzanne, Dr. Weber, Jack, Carter

Live From Armenia

Բարեվ Ընկերներ
Hello Friends!!!

I have officially settled into my site! I am in the middle of Armenia for the next two years where I serve a role as an English teacher. I have met with the school director, who is rather progressive. He is excited about my background in athletics and is optimistic of integrating me into the physical fitness aspect of the school as well. There may be a possibility of coaching basketball!!!! This only brought big smiles across my face. The school director seems to be every excited to have me, which is great!

Physically, the school itself is not comparable to the United States. My school, in particular, has over 700 students but does not have the space for so many students. Students attend school Monday-Saturday and there are two sessions: 9-1 and then 2-6 p.m. The educational system is entirely different from the states until of late. Starting this year, students will enter a 13-year educational experience. As of now, students attend primary school from the first grade until the tenth grade, then higher education if it is the student’s choice (though it is required for all the boys who have graduated to serve 2 years in the army). Now, a K-12 system is being implemented as well as a more Westernized higher educational system to the likes Europe and the States. At present, I have taught a few tutor lessons as well as summer school, but the true scholastic experience begins September 1st!

My new host family is wonderful. I have three younger brothers, which helps being a single American woman in a village. Gender roles are a bit different here than the United States. However, these differences can be seen in many other countries besides Armenia. For all the American women out there, though we continue to seek strides in gender equality, we really need to count our blessings in the progress of equality even if it may be slow. However, with that said, a country like the United States must continue to press this issue for countries seem to look towards the success that the United States has had…random philosophical ideas….

My counterpart and I really get along and I am really looking forward in working and team-teaching with her. Currently, we do not have our class schedule, so I am not for sure which grades I will teach, but rest assure that I will be tutoring all ages in my English Clubs! I have also indirectly started a fitness club, without any attention. I ran one morning with my older host brother, and soon, kids from all around starting running with us. Now, we try to run every other day. It has been a real enjoyment for me, as I have learned to relax when I run (Sorry Coach Hendricks, I know this was long waiting…). The neighbors are amazing as well, and are constantly asking me if I would like to marry a “Hay” aka Armenian boy…By the way, there is no such thing as a “personal” question in Armenia. I have actually gotten used to it.

Personally, the last month has gone rather quickly. After my last update, I was busy along the sides of other TEFL volunteers administrating an English Teaching Workshop, as well as sharpening up my Armenian language skills. Before I swore in as official Peace Corps Volunteer, I had to pass a language exam. I was very nervous, just like my high school track meet days! The day before the exam, I could not even introduce myself in Armenian, something that is quite easy. However, through many pressure situations I have had in my short life, as well as a wonderful support crew, I was able to build up confidence the next day and I actually spoke very well and scored a bit better than I expected. WAHOO! Armenian is a tough language because of the unique sounds in its 39-letter alphabet, but at the same time, the language is so elegant!

Currently, I do not have any language faux pas to spread to you, but be sure there are going to me some more to come.

Before I left my first village, I spent a lot time with my first host family, as well as my community of TEFL volunteers, because we soon realized we would be spread out throughout this very small country (but very difficult to travel through). The nine of us Americans as well as our village really bonded. If fact, when the final day came, many community members wished us off with kind words and big hugs. I will not lie, I was completely sobbing. It was such a weird feeling because we had only lived in that village for 2 months, but everyone has such a direct impact on each other. But we just shared the simplest things in life that touched deep within…two cultures uniting…this is a wonderful and amazing experience. In all honestly, I cannot describe in words my emotions of how extravagant the first two months were…YES, Syd Merz could be left speechless, though it happens quite rarely...aka last time South Africa.

Now, after a big celebration of passing pre-service training, the new PCV’s are spread throughout Armenia, audaciously implementing the goals of the PC share and amalgamating two cultures while providing encouragement and service. I am really enjoying this experience, but do not think this is just an easy ride. There have been many challenges thus far, and it is early. There are bigger obstacles that I need to maneuver around as well as conquer. There are times of happy tears that can be easily followed by tears of frustration, but that is why I took this journey and opportunity. Never in my life, has fate, or whatever you may refer to label it, made any sense. From developing relationships with country natives, to the joys of connecting with the community, to the aggravation of not completely understanding the language, to the sporadic water availability, to the coming long winter months; the “Universe’s” plan is coming into action. I still pinch myself once in awhile and ask myself, “ I am really in the Peace Corps?...Where am I…Armenia??”; and of course, it is not a dream, it the truth, it is reality…I am living a dream; a dream of mine and maybe others. I was told from the beginning that this experience would be the “toughest” job that I would ever love…I must say they are right and I still have two years left…

Here’s hoping all is well in your town, village, and/or city, in what ever country you reside,
Sending much love with hugs,
Սիդnւլիկ

Finally, my first update!!

Hey there!

I hope you enjoy this picture of my pal Eileen. It is a special shout out to her to let her pals know that this “golden girl” is alive! We are in the city for an all-2006 PCV workday.

I AM MOVING!!! My site for the next two years will be in the largest village in Armenia, located south of the biggest lake in Armenia, Lake Sevan. I will be teaching 3rd -10th grades (these are the only grades in Armenia educational system, though starting September 1, 2006 a K-12 system is being implemented). I will be teaching primarily in one school, though my knowledge will be utilized in two others as well. I will experience all four seasons, with wonderful mountain, lake, and valley scences. The winter will be very comparable to Buffalo, NY, with lots of snow…the only difference is that there is no heating in the home!!!! I will get my new address soon, so I will be sure to keep you posted! Internet will be over two hours away, so updates will be random.. Now, I have many troubles logging into my email account as well as trying to access my blog.

Well is has been over a month since I have last chatted to anyone through the worldwide web. Thank you so much for your personal responses as well. I promise to get to each of you, though it may take a moment, especially since it takes 15 minutes to send emails here. I sincerely know they will be overdue, so my apologies in advance!

The weather has been nuts here. We had to be in the 100’s for the first couple of weeks, then it was barely in the 50’s for a week, and now we are back in the low 90’s. Last winter, the schools had to close for two months because of the harsh winter and lack of heating in the facilities. I don’t think that the weather is going to be the hardest part, but the fact that I may be stranded in my home for that long!!!!

We had a wonderful July 4th celebration despite the weather being uncooperative. It rained the entire day, as it had the past week, leaving the initial plans unattainable. All incoming PCV’s were going to meet up for a BIG celebration, but instead the villages stayed together. Plus, the roads were so muddied that we got stuck trying to get to our destination. We had a nice “horavots” meaning bbq, played Armenian playground games, and ate, and ate, and ate. We sang songs such as the “Star Spangled Banner”, etc. I am sure that the fellow Armenians would never ask the Americans to sing again!!! No fireworks were involved, but fun was still had by all.

Armenian food is good! I have tried everything on the table, and have only gotten sick twice, which is really not that bad. The food does not differ much to that of what can be found in America, is it just that the food is purely natural…ie the milk, all dairy products, veggies, meats, etc. Also, the Armenians love to celebrate everything, so there are many “toasts” for various reasons. I am hoping that once I clear up my language skills I will be able to understand what I am toasting to!

Language is coming along to say the least; though I wish I was progressing a bit quicker. I can carry conversations and make sense, though my sentence structure is completely wrong. My vocabulary is expanding each day which is a very intense learning process. Sometimes I even catch myself righting in my journal in Armenian! Also, I have been teaching 8th graders. I always had a special appreciation for my teachers, but now, this appreciation has grown a bit bigger…

The village I live in is great. The community has embraced my running schedule and the people that are up at 630 are on the “janaparh” (road) are waving and smiling. I am known as the “sportsman” of the village, and they all think I am a boxer. I guess only boxers run everyday, so it has been interesting trying to tell people that I just like to run for fun. I have also initiated a soccer game every Monday with the village children. I don’t know that much about soccer, but evidently I have not made a big mistake yet Everyday when I walk home from school or from other volunteers’ homes, I am escorted by at least 6 kids. They are so funny! Each day they give me a new word in Armenia in exchange for an English word. So far, their favorite phrase is “Later Gator”, but no worries, they know some proper English as well, not just slang. Also, I came to the village and saw very few smiles…this is slowly changing

I had one really tough day on a couple of weeks ago. My IPOD’s hard drive crashed and I have lost all my music…all 2100 songs. I cannot believe how attached I had become to my IPOD. But it is just of material value… You know, all good things in life are wild and free.

My two funny language faux pas of the past month have been…
-The word “ice cream” is very similar to another word. It is a matter of saying a “kh” sound over a “gh” sound. Very hard to find the difference, but I did quickly because the other word that is similar is condom….yep; I had to that cleared up QUICKLY! No wonder the lady at the candy hut looked at me weird…

-The other one is that I said “I want to eat my teachers” rather than “ I went on a walk with my teachers”..

Other than that, things are well. This is definitely a challenge not so much physical, but emotional and psychological. It simply is just a different way of life: the lack of simple resources such as water and electricity. However, the happiness, desire, and hope of the Armenians is endless. This country has battled from many wars, but the preservation of its language and culture are so fluid and dominant. The Armenian history is quite full of interesting feats, both good and bad. I encourage each of you to read about it sometime. I would tell you more, but this would be longer that what is already is!

With that said, I am going to wrap up this note. So if you don’t hear from me, just understand that “no news is good news” and that there are many Armenians taking good care of me…and yes, they give wonderful hugs and enjoy feeding me ice cream…so I have it made!

Keeping you all in my thoughts and prayers
Anush yevraz (sweet dreams)
Syd (there is not an “I” sound in Armenia so my name here is SEED).
Happy Wedding Vows to Rhea, Stephanie, and Netty…sorry I could not be there!
Happy Bdays to Laurel and Stacie on July 6th.

It's Game Time

Barev my mates!!! I, along with 49 others, have just completed the pre-departure requirements and now, we are awaiting tomorrow, where we will fly out to Armenia. All the PCV's (Peace Corp Volunteers) are AMAZING!!! Within hours, many of us connected at rapid levels. There is a unique aura about us that has allowed us to relate with each other; something that has become quite special to us. We have only known each other for a little over 30 hours!!!! Next up, is what many of us have been waiting for..some for years, some for months, and others just days. We are about to embarked on a great feat, where our failures will lead to successes and our successes to great wonders. There will be lots of "cheers" and "tears", with the whole experience being a personal growth opportunity for all individuals and cultures involved. This is a ride of a lifetime, and I am eager for the journey....the journey has only begun.
On a side note, there has been a discrepency on the address, but I will post the real address on my blog once notified. It has to do with the postal code...it may be the following: School #2, 17 Heratsi St, 377201 Vanadzor, Armenia. However, the town is small, so if you were EVER SO NICE and have already sent mail at the previous address, it has a strong chance of arriving to the quarters in which I will be living. Also, will have VERY limited access to the "net" in the next 10 or so weeks...but will keep you posted when possible. All right, I have to go...last night in the US as a 24 year old..I think I will have some pasta and a drink or two. Until next update...keep it real..arrayzhm (so long)...syd