Sam Ngao

I moved.  Friday we graduated.  It feels too fast.  Friday night we all went out for drinks.  Wow, partying with 23 year olds is kind of boring.  Who knew?  Part way through the evening, I just decided to wander the bar and find someone else to talk to.  I met Alan.  He was drunk, but funny.  Annalise, one of my housemates, Alan and I hung out and went to hear a live Thai band that played hard rock.  The singer could really belt it out.  Quite amazing.  Eventually we met up with the rest of the group.  A fight broke out in the bar (not people in my group) and someone got stabbed.  This was the point where some of us decided it was a good time to go home.

I got about 3 hours of sleep and then got up to get on a van at 5:30am heading to Bangkok.  Three other teachers were with me as all four of us have the same school agent.  In Bangkok we had to get on a bus.  The bus station was confusing and I had to drag my giant suitcases all over the place, but we managed to find the right bus.  Then an 8 hour bus ride to Sukohthai.  One of our agents picked us up at the bus station and took us back to their house.  Everyone that lives on their street is family.  The entire family bought all the land and built houses on this one street.  At the end are some apartments where the agent’s teachers live.  We met some of the other Western teachers.  The three girls I was traveling with will be living there and teaching in Sukohthai.

An hour or two after getting there, one of the teachers from my school and her husband came to pick me up.  Patty is an English teacher at my school and will be assisting me with everything until the end of the semester.  She and her husband, Adam are real nice.  They took me out for dinner and then drove me to my new home a few hours from Sukohthai.  We drove by the school and some students were waiting for us.  They followed us to my house and helped me take my bags in.  I think they were the same students that painted and cleaned up my house for me.

Most teachers have small efficiency apartments.  I have a traditional Thai house.  Although, they put mosquito screens on all the windows which doesn’t look completely traditional.  No glass windows, just big wooden shutters.  There are still lots of holes and cracks for bugs to come in so I’m just going to pretend it’s like camping.  There are two rooms downstairs and a bathroom.  I will use one room as a kitchen.  Have no idea what to do with the other room. I have a gas stove, but no gas.  I have one table not big enough to put everything on.  I have dishes which I think were Patty’s.  A refrigerator is supposedly coming next week.  The bathroom has a flush toilet – ish.  My shower doesn’t have hot water yet – next week.  Upstairs, there are two bedrooms.  One has a twin bed and a closet.  They gave me a bug net for the bed, but I’ve given up for now on trying to get it hung up.  Now the light in my room isn’t working – it should get fixed next week.  I could move the bed into the empty room next door, but decided that is too much effort right now and I have a headlamp…..

Today Patty and Alan took me to Tak, the next town, which is bigger to shop at Tesco (kinda like Walmart).  I got some stuff for the house.  Should have gotten a bigger table for the room we will call the future kitchen.  Then we went to lunch.  By the time I got back this afternoon, culture shock had set in.  Although Patty is an English teacher and speaks fairly good English, it’s still difficult to communicate.  Not very many other people speak English.  There are no other foreigners here and I was quite the topic of conversation (in Thai) everywhere we went.  I’m nervous about teaching.  I’m tired of eating rice and noodles.  And I just want my temperpedic bed.  I got depressed.  I know this is part of culture shock and it’s just going to happen from time to time.  I tried to nap the blues away, but that didn’t work.  I unpacked most of my stuff.  Then I went for a walk in town.  I felt a little better walking around, but still quite low energy.  Patty and Alan took me out for dinner and now I’m sitting in my dark bedroom writing this.

I start teaching tomorrow – eeeeeek!  Commence ridiculous amount of photos:

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Bus Window Photo
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Bus Window Photo
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Photo from bus
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My Kitchen or other room
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The other other room or kitchen
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Bathroom – FYI: The hole in the wall is where the shower drains to
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My bedroom
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Bedroom
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The guy in front of us is taking a dining room table home on his moped
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Hazy Mountains
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Hazy Mountains
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The front of my house
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The front of my house where I will live for the next year
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Back yard
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My street
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My school
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My school
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My school
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A street in Sam Ngao
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Big bad intersection
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Another street in Sam Ngao
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They are burning trash, leaves, grasses, and ?  That’s why the sky is hazy
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The Ping River

 

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Hill Top Wat?
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The Ping River
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Hazy Mountains

 

Last Practice Teaching Day

Today was the last practice teaching day.  We taught 4 classes by ourselves and observed 2 of our classmates teaching.   I had 9-12 year olds.  It wasn’t the mayhem of the first day we taught, but classroom management is still difficult for me.  They liked repeating the words as I taught them.  They knew a lot of the words I brought to teach.  They can’t put words into a sentence to save their lives though.  They lost interest at that point.  About half of every class was attentive, but I could never quite get the whole class engaged.  Some of the classes weren’t too bad and some were so out of control. The two classes I observed seemed to have the same issues I did – paper airplanes, cell phones, paper guns, glue, stealing things, hitting each other, talking instead of listening, leaving the classroom, drawing other things, talking to their friends…..

Tomorrow is our test and then at 6:00am on Saturday, I leave for my new home in North Thailand.  I start teaching on Monday.  It’s all too fast.  I don’t even feel ready for the test much less the move and teaching high schoolers who probably  have a low proficiency of English.  It should make for some interesting blogs though.

I don’t have pictures from today, but I have a couple that are interesting:

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The polite way to greet people is with a wai – Even Ronald knows how to wai.
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This is a little market that is nicely decorated and Thais go here just to take pictures in front for the novelty of it.  So, we thought we’d join in and take a picture too.
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No dryers = laundry living room

 

Drum Roll……

Today I got my placement.  I will be leaving Saturday morning and I start teaching for real on Monday!  Eeeeeeek.  Who’s idea was this?  I’m going to North Thailand.  I will be in a rural town named Sam Ngao teaching high school age.  I will have classes of 40 to 50 kids – whoa.  I will be signing a year contract.  It’s mountainous and supposedly very beautiful.  Since it’s near Myanmar and many hill tribe areas, it will be a cultural mix influenced by Burma, hill tribes and Thai.  I will have traditional Thai accommodations which I think means I will have a squat toilet and probably won’t have hot water.  I should have wifi and air conditioning in at least one room.  We’ll see.

I will be the first Western teacher in the town.  The town is so excited to be getting a Western teacher that they are already painting a house for me.  I’m not quite sure what that will look like, but it sounds like a big deal.  I will be paid 30,000 baht per month which is standard for a Western teacher.  Plus they are paying for my accommodation which is a bonus.  Western teachers get paid a lot more than Thai teachers.  The Thai teachers may teach English reading and grammar, but they want us to teach speaking so that they have the correct pronunciations.  Usually, the school can’t afford the Western teacher’s salary so the parents pay to make up the difference.

I was hoping for a small town or rural.  I was hoping for either the mountains or the beach.  I’m excited and terrified at the same time.  I look forward to a slower paced lifestyle and being part of a smaller town where I will be immersed in the different culture.  It’s scary, but this sounds exactly like what I asked the universe for.  Now, if  only, I can get better at lesson plans and teaching.  I need to step up my Thai language learning too.

I did a google search and found pictures of mountain bikers so some sort of bike race took place there or near there.  There are also pictures of a large dam.  It’s near the largest lake in Thailand and near a river.  I can’t quite tell, but I think most of the pictures I found are of the District and not the Town, but still……  Stay tuned and I’ll add pictures when I get there.

https://www.google.co.th/maps/place/Sam+Ngao,+Sam+Ngao+District,+Tak/@17.2005956,98.9653405,12z/data=!3m1!4b1!4m2!3m1!1s0x30dc2e6b49525fcd:0x40346c5fa8bd0d0

https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Sam_Ngao_District

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Kindergartners Part 2

We taught kindergartners (4 and 5 year olds) today.  We only did two classes, but wow what a difference from middle school.  They are so cute.  They just want your constant attention.  I found it difficult to have enough activities for them to stay engaged.  I also find the Thai punishment system a little difficult to handle too.  They still hit them with a cane.  In one of our classes when it got a bit rowdy their regular Thai teacher came in to hit some of them.  The other thing that is hard to see is how many have such bad teeth, already, at this age.  There is sugar everywhere here.

We taught in pairs again.  In two days we teach again and on our own.  Last week, I didn’t realize we could take pictures so today I took more:

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A Gently Sloping Trail

Today was our day off for the week.  Four of us got up early and went to Phraya Nakhon which is a shrine in a sink hole.  We could get there by hiking or boat and less hiking.  We decided to hike all the way in and do the boat on the way out.  After spending so much time sitting in class, or walking around town or riding in songthaews, it was nice to actually hike in nature.  So glad we got up early.  We did a lot of the hike before the heat of the day and we missed most of the rest of the tourists.  It was really beautiful.  At one point, there was a sign explaining how far the trail was and it said that it was a gently sloping trail.  Everything from that point on was so steep, stairs were cut into the trail.  I’m going to guess that someone was a little confused on the difference between gentle and aggressive.  Near the end of the trail, you walked into a beautiful cave/sink hole.  Then the trail led into another one.  This last one had the shrine.  It was very beautiful.  We hiked back down to the beach and took the boat back.  On the way back to town we stopped at the Hua Hin train station which we had heard was worth checking out.  It was worth a couple of pictures.  Later we had dinner at one of the night markets.  Back to school tomorrow.

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For anyone following the Zachery story line, I talked to him on the phone the other night.  I told him I missed him and he told me that I needed to stay present, in Thailand.  So, if I’m going to be here, I can’t miss the people I care about back home?  It’s real hard making a huge change like this and part of what’s helping me get through it is my friend Wendy who checks in with me on a regular basis, reminding me that I’m supported.  I feel like if I don’t contact Zachery, he won’t contact me.  I’ve felt for a while now that I really would like to get to know him better, but he’s not interested.  He does return my calls and I know that he does care for me, but I guess I’m just more invested in him than he is in me.  After that comment on the phone, I’ve decided he may be a friend, but he’s not part of my support team and he probably doesn’t want to be.  I was just hoping he would be.  So, that wraps up that story.

On another note, thank you so much to Wendy who has spent the time to send me little notes and talk to me on the phone to remind me of who I am, why I’m here, and that I’m loved.  I am grateful to Winnie, Katie, Jay, Guy, my mom, my brother, and a bunch of other people who I know are cheering me on!  I have so much wonderful support and love!

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Placement still Unknown

I don’t know what my placement is yet, but I’ve been told that it will probably be in North Thailand (physically looks more like central), rural, and high school.  Of course, everything here is subject to change at the last minute so who knows?  I love the idea of a rural school as I would love to see what that is like and I won’t have any choice but to be immersed in the culture and my community.  After the demon day with middle school aged kids, high school sounds wonderful.  Of course, I’d love a nice resort beach town or island, but I can do the scuba and beach thing on vacation.  I’ll keep you posted!

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Speed Up

Today we discussed our experiences teaching yesterday.  Wow, some of the stories I heard from others topped mine.  There were kids fighting, lighting things on fire, and kids making shanks out of razor blades.  What?

We found out today that they have placement for all of us, but only a few people found out what their placement is.  I still don’t know mine.  Hopefully I will know tomorrow.  We are supposed to have two more weeks of TESOL class, but found out today that some of us will be leaving next week for our placements.  Oh crap.  I’m not ready.

We had homework again tonight.  It took us about 3 hours to create our lesson plan for tomorrow.  I feel like when I get to my school, all I will be doing is teaching, creating lesson plans and sleeping.

I discovered the most wonderful drink tonight.  Taro Milk.

I didn’t take very many pictures today and they have nothing to do with what I’ve written above.  But, here they are anyway.

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Ice Delivery Truck
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Omelet over Rice (of course)
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Mochi Balls (ice cream inside mochi)

OMFG

Wow.  I got up this morning and didn’t feel nervous about my first day teaching.  I didn’t feel excited either.  I have no doubt I can do this.  We were supposed to teach 6 middle school classes – the same English lesson plan.  We are teaching in pairs which is part of why I didn’t feel nervous.  This won’t be our final school.  It’s just one day and it will be good practice.  School starts with all the kids in lines per their age/grade in the front yard of the school.  They had a band which I was quite impressed with.  They were better than any middle school band I’ve ever heard.  They raised the flag, did the national anthem, and then sang a bunch of other songs.  Then a couple teachers spoke to the group.  I teared up a few times as it started to hit home that I would be doing this every day in the very near future.

Then we were told that since the assembly went so quickly that we would do 4 classes before lunch instead of 3.  We went to our first class.  They did ok with the vocabulary words, but putting them into sentences didn’t go as smoothly.  They were not too interested in learning English.  We had some fun games for them to play.  There are a few students who are the top students and this was easy for them and then there were kids at the opposite end of the spectrum.  It was so difficult to keep their attention.  One second, you had it, the next was total chaos.  Each class was the same – some learning, but more time spent trying to get their attention.

After, 3 classes, they left for lunch even though we had been told 4 classes before lunch.  Then they told us 2 classes after lunch.  Apparently, nothing ever goes as planned or as you are told it will go.  I want to learn to go with the flow of life?  Ok, here it is.  I felt ok at lunch and felt like two more classes would be ok, but I can’t say I was having fun or enjoying myself.  So far, this is not my idea of a fun job.  It’s just the first day and I know that where I get placed in the future may be very different.

We got back and there were only a few kids in our class.  They told us no more class for the day.  Huh?  Then the teachers told us our grade was done for the day so I went and watched another teacher pair.  They seemed to be having similar issues to what we had.  Then our last class of the day – mayhem.  They didn’t get the opening activity we did.  They were all over the classroom.  Half of them participated.  The other half didn’t. Everything we did to get their attention failed.  Then a half hour in, they started packing up their bags and putting their chairs on their desks, telling us class was over when it wasn’t.  I felt completely useless.  Another one of the teacher pairs ran in and helped us corral them, but it was difficult even after that.  Total chaos.

It was hot and we have to wear pretty conservative clothes.  It wasn’t as bad as I had anticipated, but I was soaked by the end of the day and sooooo ready for a cold shower.  Still, this is “winter” so come June, whoa.

If I end up with a class like this, I feel I won’t last a week in my job.  Some of the other teachers commented that they had fun today.  I didn’t think today was horrible, but I didn’t find it fun either.  Do I need to re evaluate my idea of fun?  What did I expect?  What do I wish it was like instead?  I expected this, but not quite as unruly.  I’m not judging myself.  I did my best and my best didn’t quite cut it so I have some work to do learning classroom management.  I realize I wouldn’t want to sit in language classes all day either.  I think what I want is to teach those that want to learn.  I feel like they won’t retain or use anything they learned today which feels a bit like a waste of time.  Of course this day was as much for our learning as theirs.  I learned I need to work on classroom management.  I feel this isn’t the job for me, but I’m here and this is what I’m doing so I might as well learn something.  I feel that I’ve come a long way with self judgments as I don’t feel an emotional charge to how the day went.  I am a bit nervous about going off to some school by myself in the very near future.  Wish I had more pictures to share, but that was one thing too many for me.  I’m sure there will be more in the future.

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