Nepal was amazing. My overall
impressions were "Color!" and "So Many People! (including
Tourists!)" I have never been to South Asia, and this was a fascinating
introduction.
It was also a luxurious vacation: I had real coffee most days, and there was WiFi available for friends with
smart phones. Food was made for us. We talked furiously the whole time in real, fluent English. I went to a movie theater, where I saw Life of Pi in 3D (and it was amazing) (and in English). I spent money on souvenirs in Thamel, the shopping area fiendishly cheap and enticing. An area I actually wanted to shop: scarves, warm woolen things (pashmina, cashmere), and handmade paper goods (stationary! journals!).
I got to see tourist sites and learn about cultures I know nothing about. I
learned about Hinduism and Buddhism - or just the hints at how little I know,
and how little of the temple iconography I understood.
[More photos of Nepal from my friends are on Facebook, since I am bad at remembering to take photos]
I was skeptical before we went:excited to go (on the State Department's dollars), but also confused about what
we were going to be conferring about and how it could help us. In the end, it
was mostly an opportunity to talk with our compatriots in other countries.
We were technically attending the "Fulbright South and Central Asia Regional English Teaching Assistant Enrichment Seminar." It involved not only the ETAs, but also teachers leading sessions on teaching skills and tools, some of which were very helpful (I was inspired by an energetic and wily older British woman who has been an English teacher in Nepal for over 30 years; one potential future self).
We
spent all week talking about our teaching experiences - the difficulties - and
bragging about our host countries - why you should come visit us. For some it was a mental health break from hard posts. For us, it was an exciting window into other cultures. In the words of one of my colleagues (sorry, a common word here): it was a good kick in the butt. Though our experiences are so different in different countries, so many of the other ETAs were inspiring, or at least exciting to get to know.
Hike on our third day: from Telkot to Changu Narayan. |
The Tajik ETAs strike a Lenin pose in front of a view on the hike. |
One of our teaching sessions with a Senior ELF in the courtyard of our hotel. |
There were 40 of us: we four from Tajikistan, two each from Kazakhstan and Kyrgyzstan, and then eight from our
Nepali host country, four from Bangladesh, five from Sri Lanka, and fifteen
from India. We were all together during our Pre-Departure Orientation in Austin
last June, but we were also grouped with Sub-Saharan Africa, and countries
tended to flock together, so I don't remember meeting anyone in the India
group. We are all at different stages in our grants: the India group left the
U.S. two days after our Austin meeting, while the Bangladesh group haven't even
started teaching yet. Even more diverse are our teaching placements: Tajikistan
is the only country where ETAs are not placed in schools. Elsewhere in Central
Asia, they are in universities as well as American Corners. In India and Nepal,
they are placed in elementary school classrooms, often with classes of 50-70
kids, dealing with first-graders and 10th-graders. So our teaching challenges
are very different. But sharing was still worthwhile.
We felt a responsibility to let the rest of the conference know that Tajikistan exists. We started our presentation acknowledging that no one in America knows it exists. I also put forward a (fragile) hypothesis that we are the fulcrum of cultures that makes sense of South and Central Asia together. We are closer to the rest of Central Asia and the post-Soviet culture, but the Persian language and culture connect us to South Asia and via language (Urdu is heavily influenced by Persian) and visual culture (i.e. clothing: Tajik kurta and izor are similar to shalwar kameez).
The conference was technically only four days: Monday-Thursday. We were supposed to arrive Sunday and leave Friday. But, of course, there are not many flights from Central Asia, so we had to arrive Saturday (which meant leaving Dushanbe Friday, which meant leaving Khujand Wednesday night to make sure I arrived in time). Then we wanted to spend extra time, as long as we were flying such a long way, so I stayed until Sunday, and the other Tajikistan ETAs decided to stay until the next Wednesday. [In the end I arrived back at the same time as the others, due to my travel glitch.]
Areebah and I gave a presentation on Debate in Tajikistan. Others presented on different classroom techniques and challenges. |
A Nepali (Buddhist?) traditional parting gift during our closing ceremony. |
The four Tajikistan ETAs. |
Holiday Card photo at Bhaktapur. |
The photos are mostly from our
more touristy excursions: Boudhananth, a Buddhist stuppa where I couldn't stop myself buying two thanka (Buddhist paintings), Pashupati, where Hindus burn their dead, and Bhaktapour, an old city nearby filled with
temples. Areebah and I also went on a plane flight and saw Everest. I could say
more about all of them, but this is already too long - I recommend going
yourself.
Boudhananth stuppa. |
At the thanka workshop next to Boudhananth. |
At Swayambunath when it got cold, with a new scarf. |
At Swayambunath. |
Everest is the pyramid-shaped peak in the back-center. Apparently these flights don't have the best safety records, but we just had to do it. |
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