You know, I always try to log into the blogging website with my facebook password. Which is my only password that is different from all the other ones. All my passwords are the same except the facebook one. I think the reason i always try to use my facebook password here is ebcause i have to type out my whole email address, and it just feels so natural totype the facebook password after I type @duke.edu. I'm sure everyone out there really feel priveledged to now know that information.
I dont really feel like writing a blog entry right now, so pardon me if this is not the most thrilling and captivating thing I have written. But, I feel like I should because otherwise more and more stuff will happen that I have to write about and I will just have to write a really long entry and keep putting it off and putting it off and that is something I am not allowed to do. At least not until I am not in Poland anymore.
I have been doing lots of serious-type stuff lately. Yesterday, my host sisters, Julie, and I went to the Warsaw Uprising museum, which was really really interesting. Because, you know, I am a history major. Also because its a brand new museum and interactive and about an event in history that more people should know about. But yes, required lots of serioiusness. Also, I watched The Pianist today. So, I have been very inundated with Polish World War II history lately. It has made me do some serious thinking, but the products of my serious thinking I do not think I will share with the world, because I do not think I could phrase my thoughts appropriately.
My less serious activities ahve included that I was supposed to go to the swimming pool with Eva and Karolina on tuesday night, but I dont particularly like swimming pools. Like the whole getting wet thing without the awesomeness of the ocean, or a waterslide, or even a rainstorm, is not for me. So instead i hung out with Reid and his host sister and her friend, and when I came back I found out that Ewa's 10 year old turtle had died and no one had gone to the pool because they were all very sad.
Also, while we were in Warsaw yesterday, we ate lunch at the mall food court. I did not realize Polish mall's have food courts, but apparently they do. I ate McDonalds, Ewa ate KFC, Karolina got some polish plum dumpling things, and Julie decided to test the mexican food. I was afraid of the mexican food because the Polish people were just completely not going at all to either the Mexican food or the Chinese food. I am not sure if this is because the Polish palatte is not a fan of these tastes or because they were really bad. Julie said her food was OK. I did not want to risk it though.
My class at school continues to frusterate me. This is mostly because at this point in their English education, what these kids really need is help with grammar. Which I am really not the best person to provide them with. One of their Polish English teachers who had to learn English grammar to be able to speak the language is. I would be very good at helping them with vocabulary/conversation/and American Culture; however, our kids no such a limited amount of English that is very close to impossible to teach these thigns. Its very frusterating because I feel pretty much like our lessons are useless. Like the only benefit they are getting is listening to a native english speaker talk for a bit. And, really, they could rent a movie for that. Also, Reid was saying that like he has been talking to other volunteers and like their class are more advanced so they are getting to like lead debates and have their kids create skits and these are just all things that our kids are not capable of at all. Its just very GRRRR. I dont know what to do though except keep trying and hopefully they will learn something this summer?
This is not a particularly upbeat post thingy, but I swear I am pretty happy. In an effort to end on an upbeat note, I think tomorrow I am going to see the Sex and the City movie with Reids host sister and her friends. This will be like my fourth opportunity to see this movie, I have turned it down all the other times, but really the movie theater in Ostroleka plays one movie at a time, and there is very little else to do here...
In closing, thanks to those who have emailed me. You brighten my day. To those who have not emailed me, you should. because you like me. or thats what I tell myself anyway.
1 comment:
Hi, Kaitlin! Why do you email everyone except me? Huh? AND I'm the last one on your speed dial. I feel loved. Haha, just kidding.
I'm sorry to hear that about your lessons, because I know how much time you have to put into planning them. I'm teaching 3 groups of kids of different age and ethnicity. It's a shame I can't re-use any of my lessons for other kids, and Jaehoon and I spend hours and hours planning and getting supplies for a 2-hour lesson. I sometimes wonder, too, if this is effective. I'm leaving in August and how much are these kids going to remember? But most importantly, I think they're going to remember that someone from America cared enough to come teach them English. And we try so hard to make our lessons fun, so I think our kids really enjoy them. I'm learning a lot from them, too. I don't know about your kids, but my kids come from disadvantaged background, but they're so bright and happy all the time. So appreciative and grateful, too. This really has been an eye-opening experience for me! Wow, this comment is really long. Sorry about that!
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