Thursday, June 13, 2013

Balcony and Differences

So I'm sitting on my balcony (! I still cannot get over that...) and the scene from Romeo and Juliet comes to mind... naturally, for your reading pleasure:

(it's long so I'll post a link...) http://www.shakespeare-online.com/plays/balconyscene/romeoandjulietbalconyscene.html

... You're welcome.  Also, I'm getting serious flash backs to Mr. Barrett's 9th grade English class.. anyone?  I found this gem online while I was trying to see if I spelled his name correctly: http://ckjh.cksd.wednet.edu/Student%20Webpages/Barrett/barrett.htm  Again, you're welcome.

In other- actually meaningful- news =)  (debatable, I know...)

It is just dusk here at 9 pm.. I just got done with a gym sesh, some yoga, and a shower... Life is pretty darn good right about now!  Today was my first day at school this week because I've been sick and I was nervous I would have to reintroduce myself to all the children.  Not so! One of the little guys even came up to me, gave me a hug, and proceeded to sit in my lap for part of one activity! (Granted, he should have been doing that activity, but! Overall, I count that as a success!)

Additionally, I've stopped being silent/trying to speak the few Turkish words I know and I've started just speaking in English and interacting with the kids as I would in the US-- Even though the language is a barrier, this worked better (today at least) because I am being myself.... time will tell...

A few words on "Culture Shock" ...

Obviously, I was/am still expecting culture shock... It is so funny though; for as different as life in Istanbul is, it's still life and we are all human, ya know?! Here are some differences

1) The language.  Yep. Turkish is hard.  I thought it would be easier to learn than it is because I have already learned Spanish...  Nope.  I am still in the learn-every-vocab-word-in-sight and then forget-it-all-the-next-second stage... oh well...

2) Metric system and military time.  Yep. Welcome to the rest of the world. Thankfully I had experience with this in Argentina...

3) Futbol is not really for women.  Again, similar to the rest of the world (sadly...)  Today, when I was at the gym, I asked the attendant if he had a soccer ball... he just kind of stared back at me... I repeated again, "Eğer futbol var?"  He said, "futbol?" And I nodded and started miming I was playing... he made a call and then said that they had given them all out already... he then looked me up and down and said "futbol?" once more... Maybe I just look really out of shape and therefore don't look like I play? Or maybe this guy just doesn't receive a lot of questions about footballs from females... lol.

4) There are doves (DOVES!) here.  They greet me in the morning on my balcony.  They sing to me as I get ready for the day.  I feel like Gisele from Enchanted meets Noah's wife on the arc or something...

5)  Turkish coffee is DELICIOUS. I don't like coffee.  But, Turk Kavesi is like concentrated coffee in an espresso shot amount. It's wonderful.

6) The climate! It's warm here! I am expecting to get quite a tan this summer!

Ok. Time for bed. Sorry there were no pictures; leave it to me to either upload 20 or 0 (livin' life at the extreeeeeeemes!)

Iyi geceler (Goodnight- pronounced EE- yee  Gay-jay-lar),
Hannah

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