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Wednesday, December 20, 2006

the 12 updates of christmas

A lot has been happening around us since we last blogged! Here's our Christmas “wrap-up” in a festive format:

12. Christmas concerts
Even though in the Czech Republic they don’t have Thanksgiving in November as a convenient starting line for Christmas music, our Czech friends and students love Christmas music. Whether it’s koledy (carols) or instrumentals or fully orchestrated classical choral works, Christmas music is in everyone’s mouths these days (and presumably their showers as well). We’ve been invited to so many Christmas concerts featuring students or colleagues or whoever, that we could have gone to at least one concert every night for at least the past two weeks. We’ve attended three already, with at least another four on our schedules.

Big on half of the programs is Jakub Jan Ryba’s Czech Christmas Mass, a 200 year-old choral oratorio that drums up Christmasy feelings the way Handel’s Messiah would do for us. Our school choir performed it last Wednesday in an historic church in central Prague last week.

11. The carp buckets are out
The Czech Christmas turkey is fried carp. Every Christmas Eve, families gather together and chow down on potato salad and carp filets—watch out for the bones! How a fish achieved such an important place in the traditions of a land-locked country we can only speculate. But one sure sign that Christmas is upon us comes when grocery stores start filling huge buckets with water to sell shoppers live carp as they round off their Christmas preparations.

Often, after everybody has inspected the tank and chosen the perfect fish, they’ll fish them out with a net and thwack the fish into oblivion right then and there. But just as often, people will take their chosen fish still alive home with them and let them swim around in their bathtubs for a few days, for maximum freshness, I imagine.

10. Our Christmas tree
You can read the short story of our Christmas tree below. We wanted to show you what it all looks like now that it’s decorated. In’t it purty?


9. English seminar Christmas party
So I decided to teach my English seminar class (of all graduating students) about white elephant Christmas gift exchanges. Their homework was to bring a nicely wrapped but horribly tacky white elephant gift (perhaps that was redundant). Which they did. Clearly, they understood. Chrissy and I were also grateful to pass along several choice items that we inherited from previous ESI teachers.

Props go to...actually, I’d rather not know who it was...who brought pink lingerie. The boys kept stealing it from each other, taking turns trying it on. How nice.

8. Job Fairs
We’ll blog more about these later in a full report, but yesterday we finished our last Job Fair—our 2nd and 3rd years have been making resumes and preparing for job interviews over the past few months, and, beginning about three weeks ago, one by one they’ve been interviewing each other in a whole-class Job Fair.

For now, here’s a picture of Martin, looking oh, so professional with his freshly drafted cover letter and loosely-tied half-Windsor knot.

7. Our new oven
Some of you expressed concern that the apartment our school has so generously provided for us came to us without an oven, just two trusty gas burners. Well, we’ve taken those gas burners to their culinary limits, let me tell you, but last weekend...


...as a Christmas present to us, Chrissy’s parents provided for us to buy a trusty little electric oven. Gone are the days of seeing if you can make pizza on a skillet and going to other houses to bake cakes. To celebrate, my lovely bride baked some cookies. It was doubly sweet.

6. Story time
One of our Christmas lessons this year has centered around one of my favorite Christmas stories, O. Henry’s The Gift of the Magi. You can read it here if you’ve never read it before. It’ll take you about five minutes. We use it as a backdrop to discuss Christmas gifts—what’s the best gift you’ve ever received? ever given? What makes a gift a good gift? And then we read them the story.

Hearing our students’ responses has been fascinating. Here are some interesting things we’ve observed:

· Most people can remember some gifts they’ve received, but not many remember great gifts they’ve given.

· It splits pretty evenly how many think Jim and Della’s gifts are wise and how many think they are foolish—and the split isn’t boy-girl or younger-older.

· Although most agreed that Jim and Della could have shown their love for each other in less expensive ways, everybody hoped that someday somebody would be want to sacrifice so much for them...

· I sensed that most of the students were building their opinions without a clear idea of what they meant by “love”—do you have a clear idea of what love is?

To follow-up, the students are writing journals about a few topics related to generosity and sacrifice. I’m looking forward to hearing what they have to say.

5. Christmas caroling
Since last Thursday we’ve been singing English Christmas carols in Mr. and Mrs. Agee’s English conversation classes. This is really exciting for some students, and others move their mouths at least. But for the most part our classes have really enjoyed it. We, however, are carol-ed out already, singing the same set of seven or eight carols five or six times a day. I hope that it’s made a nice memory for our students though, even if they only remember standing and shouting out “FIVE GOLDEN RINGS!” every time
J


4. This afternoon
...continues the annual Arabská volleyball tournament, in which most of the classes over the next two days will pass-set-and-spike it out for the honor of playing against the teachers in the big finale. Chrissy and I are in a bit of a pickle, as we teach all of the class-groups and are teachers. We’ll let you know who decide to root for J

3. Holiday plans
So we recently ironed out how, where and with whom we’re celebrated Christmas this year...

This Friday we’re hosting some Czech friends over for an “American” Christmas dinner. Last year they hosted us to a traditional Czech Christmas, and we hope to return their hospitality.

Sunday we’re having dinner with any of our teammates in Prague who didn’t make other plans (i.e. went back to the States), then we’re going to a midnight mass.

Monday we’re having full-out Christmas dinner with our teammates and some others and having a jolly good time.

2. Post holiday travels
On December 26th, we’re taking a train (several, actually) to Berlin for our first bit of traveling-for-traveling’s-sake. We’re re-tracing our steps in a way, as we both made this same trip this time two years ago, but Berlin is a terrific city, and we’re looking forward to seeing lots of the places we didn’t have a chance to get to last time. We’ll post some pictures when we get back.

1. ...a jednu koroptev na hruškovém stromě
which, in Czech, translates to “and a partridge in a pear tree.”

Vésele Vánoce a Šťastný Nový Rok!


Tuesday, June 13, 2006

regarding the world cup (esp. the recent Czech Republic vs. USA match)

World Cup soccer is in full swing in nextdoor Germany, and the world (minus most people in the USA) is reeling over it. On a worldwide scale, this month-long soccer tournament is the biggest single sporting event in the world---and that includes the Olympics. And the world does take its soccer---excuse me, football---seriously.

For the last World Cup (2002) I lucked out, studying abroad that very month in Spain. The baseball-loving American that I am, I probably only would have heard about this big affair later, maybe as a short blurb on the news had I been stateside. But our language school was situated on the third floor of a cantina consistently packed with Brazilians. We were interrupted by every shot on goal. Furthermore, when the Spanish national team was eliminated in the quarterfinals, vitriol filled the Spanish airwaves to a degreen I've seldom heard, even for sports. The questionable call that robbed Spain of its would-have-been winning goal was aired as the headline story on national news broadcasts every night for two weeks. No kidding.

And let me tell you: the Czechs take the Cup no less seriously. After all, FIFA, the leading soccer federation that hosts the Cup, ranks the Czech team 2nd in the world, right behind perennial maestros Brazil. We'll see how it plays out.

Yesterday the United States played the Czech Republic in each team's first game, and for the record, in spite of my current residence and the contagious nationalism of my friends and colleagues, and in spite of my own country's general apathy towards the sport, and in spite of the fact that an American win would have made the next day inconvenient if not in danger, I could not bring myself to cheer against my home country. From now on I will cheer on the Czechs and hope that my Americans can recover from the loss and scrape together the two difficult wins we'll probably need in order to advance.

But for the record: this American cheered for America.


Tuesday, June 06, 2006

summer planz

June 30thOfficial last day of school! Take a bus to Prague with all the luggage.

July 1stBoard a plane in Prague, arrive in Sacramento on the same day. Weird how this westwardly traveling business works

July 2nd-12th Hang with family and friends in the Auburn crew

July 7th Chrissy flies up to NorCal for a visit

July 13th Chrissy and I drive down to Costa Mesa, observing how gas prices (especially Central Valley gas prices, no?) have escalated in our absence

July 15th-17th Meet the new ESI teachers in Pasadena as Summer Training 2006 kicks off in grand fashion, no doubt

July 17th-31st Spend time alternately in Pasadena with the ESI crew and in Costa Mesa, putting the last touches on the wedding and hopefully connecting with the people who are still in the area (for example: James Pierce on July 24th afternoon/evening)

August 1st-3rd Costa Mesa

August 4th Wedding set-up and rehearsal

August 5thOur wedding!


Monday, May 22, 2006

may photo album

The Czech language is rich, deep and beautiful in its own right. But just like English, Czech has borrowed lots of words from other languages, one of them being English. So, oftentimes when I ask how to say such-and-such, it turns out the Czech word sounds practically the same. And as untinteresting as it sounds, this has been happening a lot lately. Yep.

All this is to say: the Czech word for "photograph" is fotka, the word for "camera" is fotoaparát, and the word for "to take a photograph" is fotografovat.

Tak. Tady jsou fotky:

Early this month Petr and Jirka challenged me to a bike ride through the mighty hill country that surrounds Sokolov. The way included "only" three large hills and a fair sampling of the tiny villages that pepper the Czech countryside, topping off at a hunter's pub on the shores of a beautiful mountain lake still ringed by patches of snow. Props to Petr, who had no idea why I kept telling him to lean forward.

Ivana, Ivana, Pepa, Eva and myself---the crowd formerly known as the Club Actus Club, also known as the White Elephant crew---here enjoying a little přestávka before continuing our little nature hike.

This is the administrator team Chrissy and I serve on this year. From the left, that's Beth (another Sokolover!), Aaron (our intrepid Country Director), Mike, me and Chrissy (who is quite lovely, no?). We had a meeting at the end of April outside on Prauge's Petřin Hill. Just being outside after the long winter was delicious.

Some boys from 4TL (Petr, Vašek and Jirka) take aim during last bell ringing. Wet English teacher was the result.

The crew from 4PE (Shed'a, Sobi, Lukaš, Vlád'a, Pipa, Peši, Mr. M, Bajci and Jindra---and that's me in the mirror) stops by for a visit to my office to say goodbye on last bell ringing day.

And here's Zach (far right) and me right after crossing the starting line at the Prague International Marathon a week or so ago. Check out my little running shorts, sported with an authentic Delivery Boys T-shirt.

And this is me after finishing! I didn't feel nearly as good as I look in this picture.

A group of us teachers out in the western part of the Czech---we call ourselves the West Bohemia Social Club---put on a fancy-dress dinner party for whoever wanted to come visit this weekend. Part of the deal was that anybody who came had to come up with a little skit to perform in the middle of the evening. This is the crew from Prague, who, mindful of tasty local treats, threw together an oplatky-eating race. Sam, third from the left, was the decisive (and dry-mouthed) victor.


Monday, May 15, 2006

auburn's favorite son (abroad)

So a lot has happened to the fair city of Auburn, my hometown in the Sierra Nevada foothills, in the six years since I moved away to go to college. Commerce has boomed, the experiment of a town without Burger Kings went bust, and Placer High School gave in and paved that dust field where everybody parked anyway. And, not least of all, Auburn went and got itself officially titled the Endurance Capital of the World.

At second glance, perhaps this is not such a flattering title. Without any context, one could reasonably think Auburnites are proud that they have managed to stick it out here for so long. Goodness knows my Placer classmates thought of their 18-ish year terms in "the A-hole" (please pardon their Czech) as something to be endured (although probably half of them have moved back by now to raise their kids---and who knows? maybe I'll soon be among them). But in the big picture, 160-or-so years is hardly a stretch next to every little similar town in the Czech Republic---Sokolov "endured" the Black Plague, for one.

But when you take it with all the new murals that have gone up in the past two years, then you know that Auburn means endurance sports. And with that in mind I suppose they have a case. After all, if Mercer, Wisconsin can be Loon Capital of the World, then why can't Auburn, with its full, annual slate of world-class long distance races be the head city of those who just won't quit?

I suppose all of this is just a round-about way of annoucing that yesterday I became an international citizen of the town that raised me up when I fulfilled my goal to run in the Prague International Marathon. If you've been reading this blog over at least the past two months, then you know that this was a crazy idea from the beginning, especially to me. Well, it never felt crazier than when I was doing it, and I almost cried for joy when I saw the sign that signaled the last kilometer, but now it's over: 4 hours, 38 minutes from start to finish, 2,443rd place.

Today it will take me at least that long to walk to the grocery store around the block.

Thank you, family and friends---Beth, Christie and Chrissy, Mom & Dad, Sam & Nick, Zach (who showed his studliness and also finished the race---well done, sir), and everybody who showed up to cheer us on---for helping out, running with, and just being interested. You need to convince yourself that you want to run a marathon, but you can't get to it, let alone do it, without good friends. Thanks, guys.

I'll post pictures when I have 'em



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