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Honouring Fridays: February 20th, 2009

  • Pancakes. Not the puffy, fluffy kind but the pan cooked thicker, crepe-like kind made of egg, milk, and flour.  Topped with fresh honey and lemon or with curried veggies – we have been enjoying them in both sweet and savoury ways since it is easily made by candle light and is quick after a long day at work.  Breakfast for dinner…perfect!
  • My landlady.  We have had a problem with our generator that powers our water pump lately, which has meant a shortage of water to our apartment.  Enough for a shower every few days but little more.  We are able to pump water into buckets to flush the toilet and wash dishes which is just fine.  But what makes this something to be grateful for is that when I come home from work I often find a bucket or jug of water waitig at my door…a little gesture  but so appreciated since I don’t have to lug it up 4 flights of stairs in the dark.  Thanks to Rita my landlady for always making sure we can flush.
  • Rest. The joys of a good restorative and rejuvinating sleep were revealed to me this week after a few difficult nights.  Mental exhaustion unravelled all my rational thinking, emotional composure, and coping abilities earlier this week.  I took rest.  And miraculously, 8 hours later, I awoke feeling completely restored 🙂   There is no other activity that results in such good health, that takes zero energy in which to engage and yet produces results so vastly impressive in nature.
  • Language. The eloquence of a statement I had written in English I had hoped could be translated into Nepali for a workshop next week.  Not suprisingly, it was not that simple.  The nuances of Nepali, the structures of sentences created their own unique eloquence but required tweaking, thinking, debating, and carefully selecting the appropriate word.  This required further explanation from me about the meaning behind my statement.  Was one of those moments where the complexity of languages was both frustrating and magical.  These are complex words we speak…

Daily Mundanities

A few people have asked for a more detailed account of life day to day while we are in training – I promised that I would not turn this blog into a public daily journal, but just this once I will oblige…

We wake at about 5:30am, not because we want to or because we have to, but rather because we have no choice 🙂 The dogs, the birds, the blaring Hindi music…life begins with the sun. After a restless hour of trying to sleep through the chatter we resign ourselves to the fact that awake we must be.

Our small room does have a small bathroom with shower (one kind of showers over and around the toilet so the whole bathroom gets rinsed) so Rex and I take turns having a quick shower. We have the luxury of hot water but it doesn’t last long and with 13 volunteers, the race is always to get the hot shower first. Breakfast is at 8am in the big dining hall – usually semi-toasted toast, toasted over am open gas flame, perhaps a hard boiled egg or some rice pudding, and always some curried chick peas, beans, or potato. And as much chiyaa (tea) as you could want – with milk and spices or black and piping hot.

At 9am we start class in groups of 3-4. We have been in the same groups for a number of weeks so have gotten to know our teachers well. After learning about 20 new vocabulary, 6-10 new verbs, and a new sentence structure we break at 10:45 for chiyaa chuTTi (tea break). This is the time to bask in the sun and warm up…perhaps even remove one of the fleece layers that we added immediately after waking.

More class until 12:30 and then lunch. Lunch is baat (rice), daal (lentils), tarkarri kauli and alu (curried potato and cauliflower), saag (usually radish or mustard greens), achaar (a pickle of some sort) and papads (papadums in Canada). After lunch is almost always a chance to sit in the sun for 1/2 hour and let our minds rest. PLUS…I think we all believe that somehow we can store body heat and release it at night when we are freezing!

Final block of class in the afternoon which is often more of the same, but sometimes a lesson in Nepali script (so we can read signs and perhaps even write a few words) or a culture class on do’s and don’ts, how to use a pit toilet or bathe in public (yes, we do get lessons on that), understanding temple symbols, understanding the caste system, how to eat with your hands etc… All very interesting indeed. And sometimes, if we are very lucky, we have a game or activity. For example, this week we had a Nepali pictionary class and last week we had to go out into the village and chat with people in Nepali.

Usually we end around 3pm and there is a race to the internet cafe for everyone to check email. If we are lucky it is working and we all get a comp. If we are unlucky there is no power or poor connectivity, then we stroll around the town. We buy oranges from the local street vendors or poke into small shops and dig through a strange assortment of things (anyone for olive oil or shaving cream? Plastic flip flops or a metal canister?)

By 6pm it is always dark so we rush home and sit either in the dark or with the gas fumes tingling our senses from the on-site generator…I think I actually prefer the dark. Or candlelight too…that is nice. At 7 we eat..usually the same thing as lunch too…but by dinner we are hungry again so anything tastes good.

After dinner Maybe an hour of BBC news if the power and cable are working, and usually an hour of homework…revising sentence structures, learning new verbs and vocab, or pravcticing our conjugations. Bedtime is usually around 9pm…early early early.

And that’s a day in the life…for now. Next week we leave to stay with a village family for a week…the daily schedule will surely be different.

Load Shedding

Ackk! We have been experiencing regular efforts to decrease power consumption in Nepal which means peak hours without power…which means few entries to my blog 🙁  So, consider this a chance for you to load shed yourself…read only once a week instead of once a day 🙂  And, sadly, with an overwhelming number of spam comments, I have changed the settings to require approval from me…not ideal but will prevent all of us from having to read about the latest casino offerings!

We are currently in a moderately-sized town called Banepa taking intensive language classes during the day and then climbing into cold sparse rooms to catch some sleep at night.  Much like camping but with the added smells of pit toilets in your room…quaint 🙂  However, the people have made it so much more pleasant than it sounds.  We have a fantastic teacher, Krishna-ji who is incredibly patient as our mouths struggle with complex reflexive and palative sounds.  And the other volunteers are just so interesting.  We are a true complex patchwork of experiences, cultures, and personalities.  Tossed together into a fairly intense experience has meant that everyone connected fairly quickly. We have 3 folks from India (Varanasi, Delhi, and Bangalore), 2 Dutch, 1 American, 1 Brit, 2 Filipinos, one other Canadian and 1 Ugandan.

So while I am here in what feels like volunteer residence mixed with a pretty rough summer camp, I send everyone lots of love and good wishes.

Namaste!

Bistaarai, bistaarai

Firstly, thank you to everyone for the comments – they bring me many smiles (especially since I am usually sleepily checking my email at 7am…we wake up super duper early here).  A special hello to all my friends at UBC and family around Canada – miss you all very very much.  Also a special congratulations to J&J on their wedding….so wish I could have been there to celebrate with you.

Bistarai, bistaarai is the phrase I referred to in my last post which means “slowly, slowly” and it couldn’t feel more like a mantra.  Everything is moving slowly for me – time passes slowly, life passes slowly, culture shock is passing slowly.

Mero namm Tlell ho.

Mero deshko naam Canada ho.  Mero ghar Vancouver ho.

My name is Tlell.  I am from Canada.  My home is in Vancouver.  The first day of language classes have been going great – small groups of 3 students and lots of repition and drilling for practice.  I can also say banana (keraa), pomegranate (anaar), and orange (suntala).  And I can count to 10.  There is a phrase here that seems very applicable to my learning whihc translates to “slowly, slowly”.  Everything in Nepal is “slowly, slowly” including my language skills.

Sanskrit

I am learning Nepali.  It is hard.  Very hard.  It is a Sanskrit-based language with very curly script characters and a very lilting quality to the sound.  But this beauty doesn’t change the fact that it is hard.  As I struggle to make my basic sounds (we will have language training when we get there but we need to have a basic understanding before we arrive) I need to remain positive.  One of my good friends shared with me a lovely Sanskrit prayer that deserves to be shared…

Loka samastha sukhino bhavanthu or ???? ?????? ?????? ?????

It translates to “may all beings be happy and free”…I think this will be my new language learning mantra…