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November 1, 2008 My friends, "the married couple", left a few days after my roomie. Before they left, they gave away a ton of their stuff to friends in the city. One of the many goodies I got from their give-away pile was a little plastic toy of the Mr.Burns character from "The Simpsons" cartoon. He had a little button you could push and his voice would say his trademark line; "excellent". The married couple joins me in my appreciation of
the comedy TV show; "The Office." One aspect of that show
is a prank one of the characters likes to pull, where he takes other
people's stuff and then puts it in a Jello mold for them to find later....
My friends thought a good way to say "goodbye"
to me was to replicate this prank with the Mr.Burns toy they gave
me. Unfortunately I didn't find the Jello mold in the back of my friend
until a week later. Once I found it I tried to eat the toy out of
the Jello, but after a few bites I gave up.... My friend, Lucy, turned 30 this past week. I really
wanted to have a birthday party for her but she didn't have any free
time for that, so we had a small party together when she came over
to my apartment for class on Tuesday. I made her birthday brownies
and we had a great time together. I even got to re-use my musical
birthday candle! ********************************************* ********************************************* November 15, 2008 I met up with my good friend, Lisa, and we headed out to a small
remote town. We hung out with some of her old friends from Middle
School. We walked around the town and then climbed a big hill to enjoy
a view of the surrounding landscape. It was a great day with new friends. I saw a dog with a really weird problem. It had black bumps all over
it. Lisa tried to explain it to me but I really didn't understand
her. I've never seen anything like it before. One of the girls has lived in this very small town her whole life. She was apparently the number one student back in their Middle School days. Her brother was the top student in his class as well. But because their family is very poor, they couldn’t afford to go on to high school. She and her brother have been working to help provide a living for their family ever since they were about 14 years old. They are now both in their mid-20’s. But the family has one younger sister. She is in Middle School right now, and is also at the top of her class. The entire family is working hard so that they can afford to send her on to high school and have a better education, to have a chance to get out of the tiny town and have a decent job someday. It was really touching to me. This girl still remembers some English, even though it’s been
more than 10 years since she was in school. She was a really cute,
sweet lady. It made me sad to think that the natural gift this family
has been given is going to waste simply because they can’t afford
to continue in their education. But I enjoyed getting to know them
a little, and hopefully will see her in future trips to this small
town. After climbing up the hill, 7 of us piled on to two motorcycles and
headed out of town to an orange garden. It is the beginning of the
orange season here, and over the next two months I will be enjoying
as many as I can eat. They are delicious and really cheap at this
time of year. We walked around the garden picking and eating oranges,
and took some home for later. Lisa and I hopped on a “chicken bus” to head back to
my favorite small town. It was really crowded and I was getting a
lot of attention from the locals. They were very excited and it was
fun to be with Lisa because she could understand their local dialect
and tell me what they were all saying. One woman kept talking to me
very excitedly. Apparently she had never seen a foreigner before in
real life – only in movies. I took a picture with her and then
showed it to her on my camera, which really cracked her up. We also
happened to run into Lisa’s grandmother on the bus, so we made
sure she got one of the few seats as the rest of us crowded together
and tried not to fall over during the ride. I had a great time and am heading back out for another few days this weekend. ********************************************* ********************************************* November 21 2008 Also, when I went to Lucy's house to pick her up,
I noticed that she had set up her new Christmas tree. I found it very
amusing that she put up the tree as soon as she had gotten it from
my American friends who returned home a month ago. I wonder if she'll
keep it up all year. She has a big Christmas party planned for all
of her students on Christmas night. It should be a lot of fun, and
she's planning on telling them all about the origins
of the holiday! I went back out to the countryside at the beginning
of the week. Lisa and I hung out and had some really good
conversations together. She told me I can stay at her house
rather than staying in the local hotel. This was a very kind offer,
so I was happy to accept. She manages a local appliance store, which
her father owns. He requires her to live in the back of the store,
to deter burglars. She doesn't like her small living space, but I
thought it reminded me of a really cool fort. There is a ladder next
to the office computer, and her bedroom is situated in the small area
in the ceiling. In the morning we had the normal breakfast food; noodle
soup loaded up with veggies, meat, and spices. We went to one of the
many street-side shops. It was delicious! I visited BinBin's family later that day, before heading
back to my city. I stopped by the vegetable market where the mother
works. BinBin's little brother, DiDi was there with his mom for the
day. BinBin was at school. DiDi is getting so much bigger and as he
gets older he looks like BinBin did when I first me her a year ago.
Very cute and friendly. Today I got an excited call from Lucy. She was really
fired up about what she had been learning in the Book,
and wanted to talk and study together. I was happy to hear her enthusiasm.
We had lunch together and then I went to hang out with my friend,
Apple, for a while. Apple owns a small shop and can speak a small
amount of English. We studied the Book
together and had a great time. ********************************************* ********************************************* November 28, 2008 I tried to document my entire day so you could see what Thanksgiving is really like over here. I took pictures every step of the way, as much as possible. At around 6:30am I began my day with a big cup of
coffee, cereal, and some good reading. First things first, you know.
I haven't turned the heat on in my apartment because the nights are
cold but the days are warm, and my apartment isn't what you'd call
"heat efficient." So I bundle up in the mornings. Next it was time to head to school for 4 hours of
language class. It was chilly so I wore two thermal shirts, a long-sleeve
shirt, my North Face jacket, and my motorcycle jacket. I had two layers
of pants, and my leather motorcycle boots. Ready to ride! Now all I have to do it hike down six flights of stairs
to the ground level. So down I go. I park my bike right in front of my apartment building.
I have a box in back to load my purse and school books into. As
I drove to school I passed a man on a motorcycle who had a full grown
pig that had been chopped in half and hung by a rope on either side
of his bike. I wish I could have taken a picture, but we just passed
each other on the road. Because it took me some extra time to take all the
pictures along the way, I arrived 6 minutes late to my class. My teacher
was waiting to tell me "you're late" in her sweet little
way. This is the view outside of my private classroom window.
My classroom is in the teacher's administration building, and I park
my motorcycle right next to the door. It's very convenient. After the first two hours of class, there's a short
break. My friend Lucy stopped by to visit with me and we all took
pictures together. Just before noon my class was finished and it was
time to head back home. I had a lot to get done today so I needed
to move quickly. I always take the same route to and from school.
I like to head down the steep dirt road behind the school and then
drive along the riverfront to avoid traffic as much as possible. The
roads here are seriously crazy and I have found that I can get a bit
stressed and frustrated when I drive in busy traffic, so it's better
for my emotional and physical health to take the roads less traveled. Once I got home it was time to head back up six flights
of stairs to my apartment. When I arrive home I have to go through my "Mr.
Rogers" routine of removing my outdoor shoes and putting on my
indoor shoes. I made a quick lunch and then spent a few minutes
checking my email while I ate a classic Doug Davis sandwich. I won't
tell you what it is. You'd probably think it's gross. I changed into my daytime warm weather clothes and
headed back down six flights of stairs. I drove the motorcycle to the market near my home.
I was trying to find some celery to stuff with peanut butter and bring
to the Thanksgiving potluck later that night. I couldn't find celery,
but I found some stuffed peppers that looked okay, so I bought those
instead. I also stopped by a small bakery to pick up my standard party
food; sweet corn muffins. I also found some tasty peanut brittle!
I figured this would be a great thing to bring to a party. I drove a few blocks away from the market to a large
sports stadium where I like to go to run around the dirt track. I
drove right on to the track and got ready for a quick run. I drove home and took my groceries back up the six
flights of stairs to my apartment. At this point I only had 40 minutes to shower, pack
up my guitar, prepare the food, and meet my friends at the apartment
gate. It was a rush job, but it all worked out okay. I tried to spruce
up the stuffed peppers by added spices and a little cheese to each.
My party-standard muffins I always drizzle with blueberry syrup. My hands were so full of food dishes, and my guitar,
music book, and purse were hanging from my back, that I couldn't take
pictures as I headed back down the six flights of stairs to go to
the apartment complex gate. I met my friends and we walked over to
another American family's new apartment. It was beautifully decorated,
and it really felt like an American Thanksgiving celebration inside
their home. After about five hours of Thanksgiving celebration,
I headed home. After hiking back up my six flights of stairs, I quickly
put away my leftovers and changed into my most comfortable clothes.
I got all tucked in on the couch and by 9pm I was ready to chat with
my parents on Skype and watch a little TV on my computer. My dad had
made up his own version of Family Feud to play with my relatives during
their Thanksgiving Day together. The people surveyed about the answers
to all the questions were my parents. I convinced them to let me contribute
my answers as well. I cracked them up with how little I know about
the names of professional basketball players, the crops grown in Iowa,
the machines used on a farm, and the characters of the movie; "It's
a Wonderful Life." I'm so glad I got to spend some time laughing
with my parents during this special day. Our fun times together, cracking
each other up, is my favorite part of Thanksgiving. Once I had this,
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