Thursday, March 09, 2006

March 10, 2006

Fourth quarter starts on Monday; I am currently in the middle of grading exams. Like usual I have saved the worst part for last, the English essays. This quarter the juniors of Assumption learned about creative/imaginative writing. Their big essay for their final was to write a legend, about why the sky is blue, using all that they have learned. I am dreading grading, based solely on the amount of time it will take. I plan to get most of it done on Friday, so that I can have the weekend to myself. On Friday night the c-unity and a friend of ours named Paula are going to the Marshall Island High School’s production of Romeo and Juliet. I am requiring my students to attend, and told them to write a one page review and bring their ticket stub to school on Monday. I’m sure they are not looking forward to it as much as I am. The play is being directed by a professor from Dartmouth, and will be in both English and Marshallese. I have heard good things and am eager to see what these commonly shy students can do.
As for the community everyone is doing well. We have had a few health hick-ups, but nothing to serious. It still amazes me to see how well we operate as a unit. It is as if we are playing a game of house, but were living it. Chris and Diane have been getting word about returning to the states. It is a bit of a touchy subject, and is rarely discussed. In May we will have our Re-orientation for those of us returning for our second year and dis-orientation for those returning home. This year the volunteers from Chuuk and Pohnpei will be joining us here on the majestic island of Majuro. I am really looking forward to both hearing about there experience and sharing mine; I also think it will allow me to begin my second year of service with a greater appreciation for what I am doing here.
It both excites me and scares me to think that fourth quarter is here, and that the school year is almost over. There has already been talk of teachers moving on, which leaves the rest of the faculty worried about next year. I am also ready to tackle my second year. This first year was a big adjustment; I hope that I am able to keep the same classes, because it is possible that I may be asked to teach junior and senior religion class. I am not at all against the idea; however I would like to have the chance to redeem myself by teaching the same classes again next year. This summer the Jacqueline, Emily and myself are going to be teaching on the outer island of Alinglaplap. We will be there for a little more then five weeks, and will be responsible for running a summer school program for children, from grades 1 thru 8. I am really looking forward to the experience, because like most outer islands it is very different then the capitol of Majuro, including not having electricity or the conveniences of a grocery store. In fact we will be taking enough food with us for the time we are there. It will be the closest thing to Survivor that I will ever experience. In all honesty, there are also some hesitations as well; last year Chris was bit by a dog, the dogs don’t particularly care for “rebelle”… or maybe they just taste better, rats and mosquitoes can also be a problem, and not speaking more then seven words of Marshallese will be interesting. I am sure after being thrown into this I will come back to Majuro with a greater appreciation for the many things that I have grown accustom to. My plan while living it up like a native is to spend time reading, practicing Marshallese, learning to play the ukulele, and maybe learn a thing or two about the constellations, not having electricity in the middle of the ocean should make the stars seem like headlights.

Here in the Marshall Islands many things that at first I found surprising have become mundane and routine. So, in an effort to share this with you my observations I have adopted a format that is found in every issue of the Marshall Island Journal I hope this list illustrates my point.

Did you know…?

That “Iokwe”, the standard Marshallese greeting literally translated means, “You are the rainbow.”

That since being in the tropical climate of Majuro, my consumption of hot beverages has increased 3 fold.

That it is common for me to wake up sweating in the morning, and that I along with the other JVs choose to eat hot oatmeal for breakfast.

That I try to wear the same pair of pants for the entire school week.

That I teach the grandson of the First President of the Marshall Islands, and the niece of the current President.

That I have students named; Souvenir, Zoser, Fraternity, and Mylanta.

That if a student is expelled it is common for students and administrators to refer to the student as being “fired.”

That your father’s brothers and is referred to as your father, and your mother’s sisters are your mother. Which makes your cousins, your brothers and sisters.

That it is not unthinkable for parents to have to take out a bank loan to throw a kemmem, or first birthday, for each of their children.

That a common Marshallese snack is dry Ramon noodles mixed with Kool-aid powder.

That 1 package of Ramon has over 200% of your sodium Daily Value.

That Sponge Bob Square Pants is from Bikini bottom, which makes him the first Marshallese cartoon.

That March 1st is Nuclear Survivors’ Day, in honor of all the Marshallese affected by the nuclear testing that took place in the 1940’s and 50’s.

That the bomb, named Bravo, was 1,000 times more powerful then the bomb dropped on Hiroshima.

8 comments:

Anonymous said...

This may be your best posting yet...glad to hear you are well and thanks for all the fun facts.
Hang in there,
Clare

Maggie said...

“You are the rainbow” is a lovely way to say hello. Thanks for sharing.

Anonymous said...

Just wanted you to know that I am reading the entry and that I am so glad it's long and full of substance. I will comment when I am finished. I sure love you! Many kisses, MWA!

Love,
Dayna

Anonymous said...

WOW, Clare was right that was very insightful and interesting to read. I just called Shannon, she is running errands today with the kids, a day off, so I told her to go home and read it to them. Alexsi wanted McD's for breakfast but they over slept and had to settle for lunch. I can't believe as I ready your recent blod entries how grown up you have become, every entry is more genuine and thoughtful. It's such a pleasure to see the growth, albeit in words on a page...I am envious of your adventures, the pages that you have written for your life's story are becoming so captivating! My life, well, it's grand. I am happy, healthy and employed and that's about as good as it gets as far as I can tell. And I don't say that lightly, I am blessed and I know it.
Dawn turns 35 next week - she and I work together, carpool together and dance together - she and I just leave the guys at the table and dance our butts off at PCL - yep, that's right, I still go to the Park Center Lounge...pathetic I know, but we can dance there and it's close to home. Anyway, her B-Day is next Sunday, but Saturday she is throwing an 80's party. You can't imagin how stoked I am for that - the bigger the hair the better and you know I am down with that! I am going shopping at the ARC stores in town this weekend to find my outfit...Dawn is dressing up like Madonna in her Like a Virgin video - I can't decide on my look yet...we'll have to see what I find. From now on I am NOT throwing anything away, it always comes back!
Thanks again for the entry, it was agood read, you have inspired me today...know that you are thought of often and many happy wishes are being sent your way...speaking of which, I will send the book to you next week, I haven't gotten it from Heather, I've seen her plenty, keep forgetting to ask...hopefully it gets to you before you head to Survivor Island. I love you! MWA mucho!

Dayna

Anonymous said...

Hello, How are you? Actually you sound pretty good. All that info was interesting. I printed it out for dad. He's lucky since I found a house I want and he doesn't want to move to Denver. Uncle Benny said he would go look at it with me. It's right behind our rental on 33rd. and down 2 houses. Well take care. LOVE, MOM and DAD xxxxxxxooooooo

Caitlin said...

This is the best blog yet! I love the "did you know" section! Why do you eat so much oatmeal if it is so hot? That sounds gross! And you have a student named Mylanta, but not one named Mao Mao? What is up with that? ;-) I miss you tons, Gregle, and I am so proud of you! Hugs across the miles

Anonymous said...

Hi there little brother! I am just fininshing up another Tuesday at the office. Dawn has been promoted so I have spent the last week reviewing resumes and interviewing prospective replacements, it's been a challenging experience trying to hire someone to fit the job description and the culture of our office setting, that's not as easy as it may seem!

Did I tell you I joined Tap class with Heather? On Monday nights you can imagine your big sis tapping away at the Thornton Rec Center. Ever since Heather has survived cancer she's been a maniac, doing things we'd never do before...for instance, we've taken Tap class before, but we've never been in the recital, but you guessed it, this time we are! She's a nut, but as the best friend I believe I am required to attend. She also parks in people's driveway's alot and then states that she is a cancer survivor. It's kinda morbid, but it's always in jest!
So...GUESS WHAT I DID!!??? While watching Miracle Worker's last night on TV, I was also doing laundry, as I reached in to pull out my whites, my thumb nail got caught in one of the little water drain holes and RIPPED a chunk of my nail and the quick OFF, so, I had to re-wash the whites for all the blood. And let me tell you one thing mister, that's a painful injury, wow! I felt like a jerk crying over a torn nail while these folks on TV were receiving life saving treatments, I stopped my crying immediately! But I have hit the injured appendage several more times today, now I know just how often humans use the ever so popular opposable thumbs!!!

Well I better go! I love you!

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