Tuesday, October 2, 2012

September

I can't believe that I have been in Malaysia for going on six weeks now.  Since leaving KK after our two weeks of orientation to the country so much has happened. 

Here are some highlights:

Sept. 10, Monday:

I arrived in Keningau  in the afternoon.  I was dropped off at my new home where I attempted to unpack and learn how to play table tennis from a boy who can, but chooses not to speak English with me.  We went to dinner with a pastor, his son, other teachers, and my Korean host who drove me to Keningau.

Sept. 11, Tuesday:

After two breakfast I was accompanied to my new school.  We have to walk down a path that seems to be made through a wall of tall grasses. Before getting to the school there is a bridge that you must cross.  I tried to mentally prepare myself for this bridge, but alas, nothing could prepare me.  I have a fear of heights and something about swaying bridges where the railing only comes up to your knees and some boards are broken and some boards are moving, just doesn't bring a feeling of peace to me.  I met the teachers once again, which was helpful because the evening before I was in such a daze.

Sept. 13, Thursday:

My housemates, two girls about my ages stayed after dinner and tried to speak with me in English!  It turns out that they know more than they were letting on!..In fact, that seems to be the case with most people I have met.  Most people just don't talk to me until they have to, and then I realize they could have been talking to me all along, but they are just too shy!  
 
Sept. 16, Sunday:

My housemate told me that some teachers wanted to take me to KK with them, so a few hours passed and I was in a car filled with people on my way to KK!  The teachers that I work with are really fun and wonderful.  Their families are kind and inviting.  In KK we went to the Filipino market and to a huge mall called One Borneo, in which we played a fun game of bowling!  It was so refreshing to feel like I had finally made friends!  

On the way home we stopped in my friends kampung (village) and I met even more of their family!  Before I left they informed me that the YAGM before me looked like Jesus (he had a beard and dreadlocks)..then they went on to say that "They sent Jesus back to the USA and sent us Mary".

Sept. 18, Tuesday:

I started teaching today!  Not even my education background could prepare me for this!  After only being here 3 weeks or so, my Bahasa Malayu is mediocre at best.  I'm not sure how much my students understand, and I don't know how to get or keep their attention with the language barrier.  Teaching will by far by my greatest challenge.

Sept. 19, Wednesday:

Today I was told that I will be dancing and that I would be picked up sometime in the evening.  That is all.  I almost never know what is going on!  Turns out I was picked up, and learned three lyrical dances for worship.  They were planning on dancing in Sunday's worship, so I would have practice every evening this week.

Sept. 20, Thursday:

Today after school I was told to go to the market with the other teachers.  Next thing I know I am standing in a fabric store and the next moment getting measured for outfits for Sunday's worship.  Silky purple outfits.  Dance rehearsals are actually really fun, even thought I don't understand the conversation or directions.  Luckily, learning dance moves is very visual.  
I was also able to spend some time with some high school students in the congregation and they were really fun!  Almost ever night they would bring a new snack and make me try it.  Only once did I have to hurriedly ask for some water (who knew mangos with soy sauce and chili's could make someone want to cry?)

Sept. 22, Saturday:

The church was packed full for 3 hours as a Christian Country Music band from Indonesia performed singing in Bahasa Malayu.  Most of my fellow teachers also performed sharing traditional dances of the indigenous people of Malaysia.   

Sept. 23, Sunday:

We arrived early to dress in our outfits and join the Country music group and other church and worship leaders for quick snack.  We began the worship dancing with the opening four songs.  Only one song was amiss, as the musicians played faster than we had practiced.  Never the less, it felt good to be out of the spot light, change out of sweaty clothes, and join the rest of the people in the congregation.  After a three hour service, we headed home.  I wish I would have kept my outfit on long enough to take a group picture, but it seems that a few of us wanted nothing more than to be out of it!

Sept. 28, Friday:

I accepted a ride to KK after school today to go and meet a bunch of YAGM's who were gathering in KK to celebrate the Chinese tradition of moon cake.  It was nice to gather with friends that feel like family in my home away from home.  We caught up, shared joys and struggles, and tried some moon cake and Chinese lanterns (only one person lit their's on fire).


I also have been finding myself facing many fears.
<> I no longer fear the bridge.  I have since walked on it with an abundance of people going in both directions (though it's hardly wide enough for that), with students jumping on it, and last night I even walked on it in the dark with only the light from someones cell phone guiding the way. 
<> I also never ask what it is I am eating, I just eat it.  Though, I am not sure I will ever shake my distaste for onion, but if I did, I feel like this would be the year to do it.  
<>This may sound very irrational, but I have a ridiculous fear of pregnancy, and I now live with a pregnant woman who has insane morning sickness.  I can't imagine what this may mean for me in my future, but I imagine my family back at home with wicked grins on their faces.  There's no way I can avoid my fear of pregnancy here.

I always wondered what it would be like to have a little sister...now I know.
<>My beautiful Malaysia sister likes to stick her fingers in my ears when I don't get her the attention she craves.
<> She likes to set back my clock a few hours, which I don't realize until the seemingly late hours of the night.
<>One of these times she just may succeed in throwing my watch out the window.
<> She has endless energy and wont let me stop spinning her in circles
<>After all of the spinning I like to pretend that I'm dead, and she tries to save me by pulling my hair until I am in an upright position.  From here she props me up with her back until I fall over to the side, and then we repeat.

The month of September has rushed past.  I almost never know what each day will bring.  Most of that has to do with the language barrier, but every day I am learning more and more.  Flexibility is something that I may just master in the next year!  

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