Without getting into details, I will say that I moved to a new host
family home on Friday. In my new family, I have a mom, dad, 20 year old sister,
two 18 year old brothers, an 8 year old sister, and a 6 year old brother. This
is a big family! I have a huge space here. I have a large carpeted bedroom with
a TV, and I have my own kitchen space with a fridge, table, chairs, cabinets
and freezer. The curtains here are great at blocking out the sun, so I have
slept well the past two nights.
This past week went by quickly, but it was kind of stressful. We
visited two of our sitemates’ homes, which has been a good experience, but that
means I wasn’t getting home until 8pm or later. I couldn’t start on lesson
planning or Mongolian homework until I got home, so this made for several
really late nights. I’m glad my new family was okay with me sleeping in until
10am this weekend.
My sitemate, Marc, and I taught our grammar lesson on Wednesday. We got
pretty good feedback from our observer, but I feel like it could’ve gone
better. Still, this was just my second time truly teaching, so I’m not being
too hard on myself.
After the micro teaching on Wednesday, our technical coordinators told
us we had new micro teaching partners. This was kind of a shocker, since originally
we thought we would be teaching with our current partner for two more classes.
Marc and I had actually already planned out the class on Friday, and he had
written half the lesson plan. It threw me off for a few minutes, but I found
the merit in switching partners, so I got over it pretty quickly. My new
partner is Alex, who, like me, hasn’t had any previous classroom experience. He
is very chill and a quiet type, like me, so working together is making both of
us be more extroverted in our teaching. We planned out a seemingly solid lesson
plan for our classes on Friday. Unfortunately, my host family situation
abruptly changed Friday during lunch, so I was not in a state to adequately
teach the classes. Alex, the brave soul, taught the classes solo. From what I
hear, it went pretty well! Today, we started planning our final micro teaching
lesson, which we will teach this upcoming Tuesday.
Now, the birthday celebration! Marc’s 25th birthday was
yesterday, and it happened to line up with our “cooking practicum” that we had
to do. This means all of my sitemates went to Marc’s house around 11am to work
on preparing food. I think Marc’s family thought that our entire soum would be
stopping by for lunch, because we made SO much food. We worked together following
instructions of Marc’s family and our Mongolian language teacher to create khoosher,
tsuivan, egg salad, carrot salad, and potato salad.
Marc’s family also cooked us sheep meat in a very interested and incredibly tasty way. They heated up stones and added the meat, stones, water, onions, salt, and some vodka to this giant tin cooker thing and closed it up. They let it cook for a while, and WOW! That was good. I think my favorite thing of the day was the broth was came from the meat cooker thing. It is probably the best thing I’ve had since I’ve been here, actually.
Marc’s family also cooked us sheep meat in a very interested and incredibly tasty way. They heated up stones and added the meat, stones, water, onions, salt, and some vodka to this giant tin cooker thing and closed it up. They let it cook for a while, and WOW! That was good. I think my favorite thing of the day was the broth was came from the meat cooker thing. It is probably the best thing I’ve had since I’ve been here, actually.
We stayed at Marc’s for several hours, cooking, eating, singing
Mongolian and American songs while Marc played guitar, eating more, having cake
and more cake, meat and more meat, and some of us were given food to take home.
Afterwards we made plans to meet up soon to brainstorm about our
community development project. And a few hours later, we did. We met under
Alex’s shade tree, which has a view of the soum. It is quite pretty on shade
tree hill, especially in the evening. We made some good progress and were ready
to all go home when our Mongolian language teacher, Boloro, called. She met us
at Alex’s house and asked us if we wanted to partake in some archery. Of course
we did. We all took turns, and it was super hard to pull the line (or whatever
it’s called) back at all. The girls in our group were pretty sad, and our
arrows didn’t go very far at all. The guys did a lot better, but still we were
all shown up by a 15 year old Mongolian kid, who pulled the line back with
perfect form with no trouble. We left not long after that.
When I got home, my new mom and 20 year host sister fed me (yes, more food) and then asked me to milk the cows with them. So I did! I wasn’t making anything happen at first, but I eventually got into a very slow rhythm and was doing it pretty well. Nothing close to my sister, who was milking at warp speed compared to me.
I am looking forward to next week when I get to see Caleb for five days
during PST mid-center days. We will all be coming together to sit through lots
more safety and security talks and whatnot in Darkhan. Then on Saturday and
Sunday, I will visit Caleb’s host family at his soum. We aren’t quite at the
halfway point in PST, but time is definitely moving. I am staying very busy.
I wish I could actually post more frequently, but I have no internet at
my soum. I am writing a blog post every week to keep everyone up to date, even
though they are being published late. I am doing great here, so please don’t worry
about me! I hope everyone is doing great at home. For those of you Alabamians,
I hope you will be happy to know that I have been enjoying breezy high 60s low
70s weather these past few days. :)
~Sally
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