February 28, 2013

SIT Staff


Here’s a chance for you to get to know some of the people I’m living and learning with!
Our program really has some of the kindest, most patient, and funniest staff and I feel so lucky to be with them.

Dondaai– cook and entertainer (not a real title but he deserves it), living proof that being funny is directly proportional to your age aka he always makes us laugh and he’s like a loving uncle

Dorjedaai- head cook and a man of few words, yet so cool he can get away with not speaking and you always know what he’s thinking (most likely “be patient, you’ll get to eat it soon”)

Hemdaai- guard and mail keeper, always has a smile on his face and lives in the guard house with Singe

Pramiladidi- housekeeper and giver of compliments, she’s your favorite big sister and I love seeing her smile through the curtain blocking off our classroom from the kitchen

Gyandaai- finance and technology go-to guy, it’s a running joke between us that the only thing I know how to ask him is tapaailaai _____ manparchha? “do you like _____?”. All the language teachers make fun of me for it, but I bet they don’t know that he doesn’t like cats and that his favorite fruits are mangos.

Gopaldaai- gardener, Singe Whisperer, and cool glasses wearer, I promise these glasses are the smallest things you’ve ever seen (in his case, the size of his glasses is inversely proportional to his wisdom). Singe is in love with him and will Namaste with him (the dog gets on his hind legs and puts his front paws together like palms- so cute).

Singe- guard dog and companion, we’re typically jealous of his standard behavior of lying on the porch showing his belly until someone rubs him. He’s figured out that I’m allergic to him, so every morning when he runs to greet me, rather than putting his paws on me, we walk along side each other. When I’m sitting on the ground, he’ll come up and put his face close to mine without touching it while holding eye contact and then he’ll bob his head once and sit as if to say “hi friend! Nice to see you” I like to think I’ve trained him well, but I think he’s just a smart doggie.

Each* can be found in their respective places around the house/grounds but all of them (at least once a day) like to go outside to sit and read the daily paper. During lecture, I often prefer a seat with my back to the window as the sun keeps me warm and alert. However, I sometimes trade that warm Nepali sun in favor of the opportunity to look out the window and observe everyone flipping through the paper- some wearing reading glasses, others drinking chiyaa (tea) and of course, everyone petting Singe- because that very act reveals each of their mannerisms so well. Essentially, they’re all so sweet, quite patient, and so funny. They hear us butchering their language horribly, yet they smile and laugh and encourage us still.
*Singe doesn’t read the paper. Though that’d be a pretty entertaining distraction from class.
 

Our language instructors and lead lecturer are just as amazing (yet I worship them slightly more because they have to put up with us as students). Mina, Chandra, and Sanjib. They each have a great sense of humor and it’s obvious they really care about us and want us to learn and retain as much as we can in such little time. It’s so encouraging and refreshing because they give us so much time and freedom to discover things on our own and to ask the questions that might seem a little funky (but hey, we’re Americans).

Minaji- language teacher, cool big sister, and trickster, she manages to pull off pigtails, pink clips, skinny jeans, a leather jacket, and a nose ring without looking like a mom that tries too hard to be hip or young. I swear she’s actually 25…

Chandraji- language teacher and coolest dresser, he always looks stylish and rolls in on his motorcycle. AND his son (4) has crazy hair just like him (which makes him a cool dad)

Sanjibji- language teacher and jokester, while all of the teachers make jokes, it’s possible Sanjib’s are the best delivered and most accurate, thus, create the most laughter. Plus, he’s got orange hair and a giant grin on his face all the time and is always so sweet.

BASICALLY, never question the coolness of our language teachers. They are all so patient (I can’t emphasize that enough) and we each desire to be them when we “grow up”.

Anilji is our lead lecturer and reminds me of an all-knowing Lawrence Fishburne a’la Matrix (only Nepali). He has such an effective way of lecturing that every lesson becomes a story. He’s so full of facts, quotes, and meaningful anecdotes that I’m not so sure how he doesn’t explode from being so knowledgeable. AND he’s a Jack of all Trades: he’s involved in numerous non-profits, lectures with us, with Tribhuvan University, is a board member on virtually every committee there is in Nepal, and is in charge of the development of the Great Himalayan Trail. Not to mention, he travels to the U.S. and other Western countries to lecture and learn when he can squeeze that in. Unfortunately, since he’s so highly esteemed and in such high demand, we are only graced with his presence about once or twice a week. If only I knew half as much as he does.

**No one’s name actually ends in daai, didi, or ji, those are ways of identifying people (daai- big brother) (didi- big sister) (ji- respect)

February 18, 2013

My House




Everyone has been asking about what my house and family looks like. While I have yet to awkwardly ask my family if I can take pictures of them, I thought I'd share what my house looks like. I'm headed to Chitwan for a week on a mini excursion! Will have tons of pictures when I come back. Hopefully of elephants, rhinos, and tigers. Oh my!

Missing home. =)

February 11, 2013

Makura

I was eating dinner last night with my family and my sister looked up and says "makura!" while pointing at the calendar on the wall. I asked, "calendar?" and she shook her head and laughed. Because the power was out and we were eating with the aid of a lantern, I couldn't quite see what she was pointing to. As my eyes adjusted, I realized that the large dark spot about the size of my fist, looming on the wall, was a SPIDER! I kid you not, this thing looked just like a tarantula, only  hairless and evil looking with large pincers and a black and white body. My family continued to eat and just chuckled at how disturbed I looked. My aamaa asked, "makura manpardaina?" you don't like spiders?

When I got to breakfast this morning, the spider was hiding behind February, building a web on March...

So.... the spiders here are NOT something you mess with.

Aamaa saw that I was a little worried so she grabbed the calendar and waved the spider out the window.

Makura manpardaina.

February 06, 2013

Busy


Being busy is something we always say:

I’m so busy that I don’t have time to eat.

I’m busy- please don’t bother me.

My days are so long and busy.

Etc.

While I wouldn’t classify being busy as something I truly desire, it usually is the way my days are back at school in Boulder. I wake up at 7:30, bike to class at 9 or 10, go to work, go to practice, stop to buy groceries, make dinner, do homework, and go to bed around 12. My days are full and I’m so used to moving from place to place.

Here, in Kathmandu, it’s another story:

To me, busy was defined as always moving around, never having enough time, or having a full schedule. In Nepal, busy has become a term that I use, yet it isn’t a feeling that I have. I come home from school exhausted from my day, yet I wonder what I did. I’m learning so much and thoroughly enjoying Nepali, but I somehow come home and want nothing more than a catnap (yeah, I’m thinking of you, Merritt). I don’t have too much homework- a few workbook pages for Nepali and the occasional article on development- yet I’m in bed around 9!

Needless to say, I’ve been quite busy. Doing what? Certainly not working out (I HAVE NEVER WANTED TO GO FOR A RUN MORE IN MY LIFE).

So what have you been up to Megan?

Well, all sorts of things really! I don’t even know where to start.

My host family lives in an area called Bishal Nagar, which is a 20 minute walk through unpaved, dusty streets, past shopkeepers, Bhag Bateni shopping center, the Police Headquarters, and temples of Ganesh and Vishnu.  I’ve got an aamaa (mom), baa (dad), bahini (little sister, 19) and bhaai (little brother, 17) and they’re all so sweet, funny, and friendly. Even though my aamaa and I can’t communicate well (the others all speak perfect English) we still have a good time together and give the polite smile and nod when she can tell I’m trying to speak Nepali.

Two of the highlights of my day are when I come home from school and my family asks about my day and then when I leave the family room for bed. They’re so excited to find out what I learned and see if my Nepali is any better (I swear I’m trying, but my short term memory fails me every time). At night, everyone wishes me a shubaa raatri (goodnight) and shines the flashlight up the stairs for me (my room is outside the house, on the top floor). Tonight, my bhaai, Prabin, was so sweet and said “shubaa raatri didi” (goodnight big sister) and it made me feel like part of the family.

Load shedding. A concept no one in the U.S. is likely familiar with because, well, we are just spoiled. Load shedding has become a common word wherever you go and is simply the times when electricity is out. Two weeks ago they were at 16 hours of load shedding. Now we’re down to 14! The schedule changes each day, but it’s basically a hassle to keep track of and it’s easier to just cross your fingers you have electricity when you need it. While it means there are flashlights all around the house, solar-powered generators on rooftops, and a general inconvenience when you just want to charge your laptop, overall, it’s an adjustment that I’m getting used to. Technology shmechnology.

I brought peanut butter filled pretzels, See’s chocolates, and fortune cookies as little gifts to my host family and they all said meeto chha! (I like the taste!) so yay me for having a sweet tooth and an unhealthy desire to snack!

It’s already 9:30pm and I’m fading, so here’s some quick Nepali 101:

Mero Nepali naam Mala ho. My Nepali name is Mala.
(Mala means blessing and also happens to be the name of this necklace made of marigolds they give to guests/gods)

thik chha. Good.
(use this for basically everything: food, how I’m feeling, etc.)

yo ke ho? What is this?

dudh chiyaa. Milk tea.
(YUM- think of chai tea, but less spicy and more creamy sweet)

Ma sadhai dhal baat khaachhu. I always eat dhal baat.
 (dhal- lentils and baat- rice. Staple meal of Nepali households)

koshis garnus! Try to do it!

Ma tapaailaai maayaa garchhu. I love you. 


Here are some pictures from our orientation weekend in Dhulikhel, a village outside of Kathmandu. I'll post pictures of my house, host family, and friends soon!
Mayos (Dhulikhel, Nepal)

Quiet (Dhulikhel, Nepal)

Jeff and the Terraces (Dhulikhel, Nepal)

Sky (Dhulikhel, Nepal)

February 04, 2013

mero Nepali naam Mala ho

My Nepali name is Mala.

Just a quick update: I'm alive, happy, and learning a lot!

My battery is at 3% on my laptop- we have load shedding in Nepal meaning electricity is off 14 hours a day, thus nothing I own is charged.

When I get a chance I'll update with stories.

Here's a picture of our house dog Singe.