Imitation as Flattery. Our final week consisted of closing language lessons and preparing for the concert that we were to put on. I am in the English Education program. All other EE volunteers that arrived with me this past June were in my town of Razeni. Four others were in the city center learning Russian, and in three other villages volunteers for health, community development and agricultural business were also grouped together. All in all, there were four to six villages working independently on their respective volunteer schedules. At the end of our PreService Training, each group prepared a sort of a concert as a form of “goodbye” for our respective host families and cities. We, in Razeni, did a little concert as well in full traditional garb, song and dance. It was really interesting for lack of a better term at the moment. The final two weeks of PST were spent practicing nearly every afternoon for our presentation of 3 dances, and 3 songs. It was really fun. We capped it off with our swearing in ceremony at the capitol with embassy and country director. I am officially an employee of the US government and therefore property of the US government. I never thought I would say that, but I am.
A New Home. 10 days ago, I arrived in my new home town. It is very beautiful and I am very excited. I have been able to spend the last week relaxing and site-seeing. It has been a blast. Coming from 3 weeks of straight work and planning. I think I and all other volunteers needed this time off. This past weekend, the whole country had their independence celebrations. Here in my town, there were concerts throughout the day and one final concert on Saturday night. School starts on September 1 throughout the country. This is the day that my work starts. I should have been planning all the this time, but as things go, I am learning to take my work in stride and plan to expend my energy efficiently. So, for right now, as many teachers are still on vacation or wrapping up grades from the previous year, I have had the chance to settle into the Moldovan lifestyle as much as can be had in a matter of 10 days. A river. A fortress. A border. A forest. A tower. Some flowers. And air cleaning showers. That pretty much sums up what has consumed my time here. Tomorrow, I will have an administrative picnic at a park named after one of the quintessential poets in Moldovan history, Mihai Eminescu who was an author during the Romantic period, awesome! Then on Wednesday starts work day #1. Anxious, to say the least.
More to come….
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