It's hard to believe that I've been in
Jordan for over a month now. Sometimes it feels like I've been here
for so much longer. It feels like it's been years since I was in
Akron at Orientation. But, at the same time I feel like I just got
here. It feels like just yesterday I was standing in downtown
Amman for the first time, marveling at the little blue lights that
decorate the street. It's been quite a month. I started to learn the
layout of Amman. I took Arabic Language lessons. I visited Ancient
Roman, and Byzantine, and Islamic ruins. I saw Irbid and Husn for the
first time. I went to Bethany Beyond the Jordan, Mount Nebo, and
Madaba. I attended a Lebanese indie band concert in the Roman
Ampitheater. I made friends with many interesting ex-pats and a
wonderfully welcoming Palestinian family. The craziest part is that
at after all of that I moved into the YWCA in Husn (which is a 15 minute car ride away from the Arab Episcopal School), started living on my own, and
finally started volunteering at the Arab Episcopal School.
On Saturday morning, I moved all of my
possessions into the living room and ran to my last Arabic class.
After that I said my goodbyes to my classmates, made promises to let
them know when I visit Amman, and hopped into the Country Reps' car.
We dropped Caleb off at the airport shuttle to take him to his new
home, and set off to Husn. The Country Reps helped me move my bags
into my room, walked around the town with me while I found grocery,
said their goodbyes, and left me on my own. My Saturday night, I was
officially living on my own at the YWCA.
I enjoy the independence of living on
my own. I like making my own schedule and routines. I enjoy the
opportunity to explore the town at my own pace. But, it's a challenge
as well. I'm still learning what amenities the YWCA has, and its
schedules. I know where I can store my food. I've built up my bravery
to light the gas stove with the lighter, even though I think I've
going to burn myself every time. I figured out how to use the
showers, though I've been taking cold showers since I still don't know
when the hot water is actually on. I figured out where I can buy
fruits, vegetables, hummus, and bread. Meat it still an issue because
most of what I've found in the stores here is processed (i.e. chicken
nuggets, that sort of thing.) I've discovered that cooking for one is
not nearly as much fun as cooking for several, and thus have become
extremely lazy about actually making food for myself. Since Saturday,
I've made 3 or 4 salads and eaten too much pita and hummus. Can you
blame me for eating so much hummus and pita though? It's so good, and
super cheap! I get the hummus fresh from a shop down the street and a
kilo of pita still warm from the bakery a few doors down for less
than $2 combined. I've made pasta a few times as well, but until I
get a better plan for buying meat I don't think I will do much actual
cooking.
Monday was my first day at the Arab
Episcopal School (AES). I felt pretty lost most of my first day.
School has been in session for several weeks now and the schedule is
pretty routine for everyone else by now. I just tried to follow
along. I'm working with the 1st, 2nd, 3rd,
and 7th grade English classes. I love being around kids
and teaching. All of the classes are fun. The 1st graders
all clamor for my attention and want to tell me what things are
called in English. The 2nd graders have started trading the
Arabic names of things for the English names with me and desperately
want me to call on them when I help with conversation. The 3rd
graders impress me every time I'm with them, with their vocabulary
and their quick grasp of English grammar. The 7th grade is
silly, and has much better reading comprehension than I had after 3
years of high school French.
With all of the classes, I
particularly work with the low vision students, helping them write
and making sure they are paying attention and comprehending. In the
lower grades I've also been assisting with conversational English and
checking work in and out of class. I'm supposed to run a
conversational English class once a week, I'm not sure what exactly
that entails but I'm excited. Tomorrow I'm going to start assisting
with the English correspondence in the office.
There is no doubt in my mind that the
next 10 months at AES is going to be a challenge, but I'm excited to
face it. I love every minute I'm with my students, even when they are
driving me up the wall. I can't wait to look back in July and see
just how far both my students and I have come.
(I apologize for the lack of pictures, my internet here is too slow to load them. I will post some the next time I'm in Amman or when I have access to faster internet.)
(I apologize for the lack of pictures, my internet here is too slow to load them. I will post some the next time I'm in Amman or when I have access to faster internet.)
You posted your best first day story on FaceBook, but not here:
ReplyDeleteBest part of my first day of work: getting swarmed by the first grade class because they all wanted to hug me and ask the one thing they know in English, "What's your name?"