Showing posts with label Culture. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Culture. Show all posts

Friday, November 27, 2015

Jogja on my mind

Yogyakarta, or Jogja as it's widely known, is a city in central Java.  A few days after I made it to Bali (which I'll get to in another post soon!), I jumped over to Yogyakarta for a friend's wedding.
Much different than Bali, the major religion here is Islam and there's fewer foreigners - tourism isn't their bread and butter so to speak. It's a much bigger city than my little town in Bali; things move faster, the traffic is heavier, it's urban in a uniquely Indonesian way.  This is evident through everything from style, food, clothes, prices (it's delightfully cheaper here) and even sounds as you can hear the call to prayer from the mosques drifting through the equatorial heat and buzz of motorbikes.
Jogja is also home to most of Indonesia's art universities and the energy here reflects that. Street art abounds with the smells of delicious street food making for a colorful, sensory experience.
Here are some snaps from my trip so far:


Well hello there!

Soto Sapi - Lamb soup with rice
Es Jeruk - Iced orange drink

Driver on a break
Irises on the street

Show your colors
Picked up this jumpsuit for $8US


Street food



Waiting for the green light
Gelato cappuccino shake 

Motorbike passenger selfie

Java Sawa - Rice Fields

Pedicabs

Ibu is always watching

All the fruits


Sate Ayam - Grilled Chicken
This man grills skewers of chicken on an open charcoal flame 
Change the ordinary

Saturday, November 8, 2014

How to Make a Family: Just add Kimchi.


If you have ever asked, 
"What's it like to spend the weekend
making kimchi and farming 
on the North Korean boarder?"

This will help answer that question.































Until we meet again.




Wednesday, June 12, 2013

Go Stop


Uly is the best.  Always willing to enjoy the moment.

As I sat in an old countryside shop playing Go Stop with the shopkeepers cards, I realized how far away my arrival here seems.  

Gone are the days of open eyed wonder. Now Korea and I are like an married couple, sitting qietly together on a Sunday afternoon watching life peacefully pass us by.

Maybe I should want more, but I just can't find the time.  There are games to be played, meals to eat, and friends to meet.  I spent enough of my life on the go, now I just want to stop.



Sunday, January 20, 2013

"Nice to Meet You" and Other Stupid Things Koreans Say

Each time I sit down to study Korean I discover new linguistic differences that explain many of the "mistakes" made by Korean speakers.  Each time I feel my heart break just a little bit as well.  The first reason my heart breaks is because I realize that, we English teachers, spend far too much time making fun of students, and far too little time trying to understand why they might make the same mistakes over and over again.

However, my heart is mostly heavy because I see how much Koreans are ridiculed for their English mistakes (even though they are making an effort to communicate in a new language while their teachers often make no effort) as if they are "stupid" for making them.  I've most certainly engaged in this without thinking, but no more.

First, let's look at how we judge our kids when they use "nice to meet you".  In Korean this is a perfectly normal expression to say over and over again, each time you "meet" a person.  In fact, it's the polite thing to do to your elders.  You are meeting, and it's nice.  For Korean students, it's hard to grasp that - in English - this is tied only to a FIRST meeting.  Students don't understand why it isn't always "nice to meet" English speaking folks.  English is the weird one here, not your students.

So, please, stop freaking out when your students always say, "Nice to meet you."  Slow down, explain the different perceptions of the verb "to meet".  They learn this simple phrase early in their language development long before they can understand the conceptual, abstract uses of phrases and verbs.  They are doing their best.  They are using a new language as best they can, based on the rules that they know.  They are trying to be respectful, so take a moment to respect them and their effort.  You are their teacher after all, not their school yard bully.

Second, lets look at how we judge the adults we meet.  Excited Korean's will often refer to everything they show you as being "famous".  Many Westerners get all caught up in this.  Annoyed because Korean's think everything is famous.  The Westerners start going on and on about how "Korea isn't all that" and Korean's need to learn that that what they haven't isn't the most famous thing ever.

Now, before we even get into the linguistic issues I would like to say, "This is their country.  Let them be as proud of it as they want to be."  We should all be proud of where we live and think it's the best.  It's not a big deal and doesn't make where you are from any less awesome.  Just because Korean's love Korea, doesn't affect that I think Alaska is the best thing to ever happen to the world.

But back to linguistics,  in Korean "famous" and "known for" are the same word.  So, when Korean's learn English they don't see any difference between "famous" and "known for".  They will just throw famous around like it ain't no thing.  When they say someplace is, "Famous for their noodles",  it's the same thing as saying they're , "Known for their noodles".  It's not some over prideful statement. It's just a statement of fact.

I beg of you, take a moment to consider the world from a perspective not your own.  Step back and respect the world around you before you jump on judging the world around you.  You are living in a new culture, in a new country, with people that don't speak the same language as you.  Maybe, just maybe, you don't have all the information.

Sunday, June 17, 2012

Finder's Keepers

This weekend I lost my wallet.
It was one of those silly mistakes.

Here is how it played out:
After a long walk, I had the groups personal items in my bag.
In order to return their things, 
I pulled many other things out of my bag.
One of which was my wallet,
which I promptly left behind.
After that we did three time consuming things:
 Chatted with locals.
Went for a walk.
Took at taxi to the next town.
Upon arriving in the new town:
I rummaged through my things
and discovered there was no wallet.
 
No reason for major alarm.
It was lost in Korea.
It would find it's way back.

Then my phone rang.
I answer it:
Them: "Are you missing a wallet? blah blah blah This is the police. blah blah blah"
Me: "YES!!!"
Them: "Where are you?  blah blah blah Where can we bring the wallet.
blah blah blah.  blah blah blah. blah blah blah"
Me: "I'm in 대천 beach."
Them: "blah blah blah. Where in 대천 beach?blah blah blah"
Me: "At the Manhattan Motel."
Them: "Ok. blah blah blah We will bring it to you wait there. blah blah blah.
Don't leave. blah blah blah"
Me:"Yes. Ok."

Only when I hung up the phone did I realize 
the conversation had been in Korean.

At the end of the day,
not only did I get my wallet back,
but I also my confidence and determination 
to learn this new language.

Necessity might be the mother of invention,
but it's the guardian angel of language adaptation.

Saturday, March 5, 2011

Peace Be With You

We like to think things are finite.
That because we were hurt the world will change for us. 

But what is war to some is peace to others. 

Buddhist Symbol of Peace Displayed in Korea
It's complicated to remember when the world is sewn together by virtual threads.

Monday, February 7, 2011

The Breakdown

It's only taken me 48 hours to become completely confused and dumbfounded by most of what is posted online by US teachers in Korea.  Certainly, I've only been here for a minute and I won't begin to know it all, but I would like to address a few points here at the beginning.

First, Korea is not that cold.  It's February on the coast and gloves are optional.  Sure, you need to to bring something warm but it is nothing like Russia or Alaska.  Just bring some nice cold weather gear and you will be fine.

There are plenty of food options.  Online they make it sound like there is nothing to eat.  The place is rolling in awesome food.  The big markets have everything you need and more and the smaller markets runnith over in local awesome.  If you can't find plenty to eat and cook here well, that says more about you then it says about Korea.

Korean's are surprisingly polite about foreigners.  Yes, it's true there aren't a lot of foreigners, in fact I haven't seen anyone else since I left the airport.  Still, it's not hostel.  I've not been made to feel threatened or uncomfortable.  People are, at times, surprised to see me but it's NOTHING like Central America, a basket ball game at Northway, The Dirty South or the bad part of Hollywood.

Other things I was told I needed to bring to Korea but didn't because the Korean version is just fine:
  • Blankets
  • Toothpaste
  • Pillows
  • Converters (they have them at e-mart so don't stress)
  • Sheets (they are different but they are fine, you're not going to die)
Basically, Korea has everything you need to live a very happy, comfortable and well-fed life.  Sure things are a little different, but isn't that what makes it awesome and why it's Korea and not the USA?

In short, I've begun to think that many people who post about living in Korea are whiny little girls who have lived a privileged pasty suburban life and should get out more.  While here I'll try to put together a list of places to find accurate info on Korea.

Thursday, December 23, 2010

All American Rejects

In our house, dinner is always fusion.

Main Course:  Brown Sauce Noodles 
(turned out just as amazing as we'd dreamed)


Desert: Mexican Rice Pudding


Beverage: Homemade Mulled Wine
(a holiday gift from our German neighbors)