Monday, May 20, 2013

Final Days at School and Saying Goodbye

During the last week of classes, my counterpart and I put together a "Gallery Walk" for the students to highlight what they did throughout the semester. We made them walk around the auditorium in silence for 5-10 minutes and then had them discuss what they saw that they liked. We talked about what they learned over the year as well as their favorite memories. In the beginning of second semester, every student wrote a letter to themselves writing abut what they hoped to accomplish in the second half of the school year. The last week of class, I gave all the students their letters, which they read privately. Finally, the class with the most participation points received a pizza party and the last day I asked the students to sign one of my school shirts. Many pictures were taken as we said goodbye.

Explanation of what will happen.

Gallery Walk

Class X-3

Class X-6 enjoying their prize for participating!

My gift from Class X-2 (basically my gift from the basketball team)


The students with the top participation score from each class were invited to my house for cake, American cookies, and tea:


Saying goodbye:




You know you did something right when you get going away presents like this! 
Rainbow in Madura Island:


... and my first and ONLY attempt at being a model:


What are my thoughts about leaving?

As usual, at the end of an experience time always seems to speed up. Everyone wants to acknowledge your existence in their community by inviting you places, talking to you more, and requesting more of you. All of a sudden you have lots to do and only a few weeks to do it. However, leaving Indonesia actually left me feeling a little confused and frustrated.


Unfortunately in many places in the world foreigners teaching English in schools (especially volunteering to teach English for an extended amount of time) are often treated as “merchandise.” I am using the word “merchandise” as this was explained to me by a local Indonesian professor conducting research on the treatment of foreigners in Indonesia. And I hope people reading this don’t become automatically offended by these words (although I’m sure a few will), as my goal is not to offend but to encourage a dialogue that I think is often missing in these types of cross-cultural exchange programs. And why do I mention this at the end? Because at the end it becomes increasingly apparent about why a school wants to host a native English speaker, why host country nationals want to spend time with this foreigner, and why the foreigner has more requests to do things at the end of a program.


In many places, mastering the English language is seen as a way of increasing the standard of someone’s life. Although this can be true, in many cases I would argue that it is not. Administrators at many schools openly suggest that having a native speaker teaching at their school increases the opportunities of the school’s students by giving them a skill they need to succeed in the real world; in the global market. However, after teaching English abroad for three years, it becomes more apparent to me that the native speaker is really just becoming a necessity in many places to give a school attention, admiration, and a reputation for having more resources, even though anyone teaching abroad can tell you resources left over or skills transferred are sadly often ignored or quickly dismissed. So really the benefit is not going to the students but instead to school administrators receiving a native speaker as they gain attention and more applicants wanting to attend their school. Even if the school is public, having a native speaker somehow classifies the school as being better than others, despite there being no long-term solutions for improving the teaching of language lessons, increasing students’ critical thinking skills, or improving students’ and teachers’ knowledge of a different culture.

Instead the whole process feels a lot more superficial. For example, the exchange becomes less and less about truly learning and creating a mutual understanding of another culture, but instead a way to create a false image that something exists that doesn’t. The reason I mention all of this is because I think at the end of a program when the native speaker leaves, people are more likely to expose their true motives. This was especially obvious to me with the awkward “goodbye” dinner my school had for me. 

I truly care about service work whether that be in the US or abroad and I just hope that one day people hosting a foreigner understand that they also have an obligation to learn about the foreigner's culture, opinions, and traditions. Yes, perhaps I am too idealistic, and I know that many people are probably thinking something like, “well as long as you reached out to one person that’s all that matters.” But I am suggesting something much more than that. For cases where a school requests to host a native speaker, there should be more interest in learning about the “real” America, not just the America that is portrayed on TV. Alas, I have yet to see this in more than three people wherever I go. I can only hope that the dialogue about true mutual cross-cultural exchange becomes more common in non-western cultures. Maybe someday… 

*Of course there is a lot of generalizing here, but if you want to talk to me more about my opinions on this you can come see me when I get back!  




Dedication to FOOD

I should mention that while living in Indonesia (and traveling around the world), I have eaten many new and interesting things, some good and some bad. I am going to post some pictures of my most memorable food moments in Indonesia:

First dedication is to the BEST food ever! Kwetiau! (Okay, maybe this is technically Chinese, but it was so so delicious; I love it).


Next, would be to my wonderful Thanksgiving dinner, consisting of Kwetiau (you see the trend) and sushi! Included are two great companions:

Happy Thanksgiving!

Moving on to the thing I could absolutely not have survived without, PEARL TEA! (Bubble Tea is an acceptable name too):

The best flavor ever-Vanilla milk w/pearl

You cannot live in Indonesia if you don't eat Satay! (I would also add Gado-Gado to this as well as Nasi Pecel, I just don't have pictures of those, apparently...)

I know how it looks folks, but it tastes good!

Moving on to my least favorite, which I forget the name of other than it is supposed to be gelatinous cake... it does not taste good (cakes in general are something to stay away from in this country!):

Fun to unwrap, not fun to eat...

Tastes like cotton candy... nickname is "grandma's hair," 'nough said.


The biggest surprise goes to the traditional Madurese food with nasi and bebek. I usually don't like duck, but this was very good! I almost didn't try it, but did in one of my last excursions--to Madura.

Great!

A different kind of satay ayam with coconut! This is chicken with satay sauce and rice:


Last but not least, I am including pictures of traditional food markets. One market is in Sumbawa Besar on the island of Sumbawa, the other is in Yogyakarta (Jogjakarta) on Malioboro Street.

Sumbawa Besar, Sumbawa Island

Malioboro Street, Yogyakarta, Java Island

OBVIOUSLY I left out many dishes, but this gives you an idea of what there is to eat in Indonesia. The one thing you must know is that there is a lot of rice. It won't be a meal without it ;)

ORANGUTANS!

It wouldn't be a proper "life in Indonesia" blog without a post of going to see orangutans in Kalimantan (Borneo). I actually have A LOT to say about this, but it will be so much better for people to hear the stories in person. So if you want to know about this experience, contact me when I am back and lets meet up and talk!




















And I also went to the beach with teachers from my school towards the end of my grant:

So happy to wake up at 3am and go on a boat!


You aren't living in Indonesia unless you are waking up when the sun comes up. 

Mangrove Forest, Blitar, Bromo, WORDS, and Kediri

It took me a while to get back to my school routine in January and February, but going on little trips really helped to pass the time. This is especially true when you live abroad and time seems to move slowly. Things feel like they will never end, so planning some things to do is necessary!

One of the places I wanted to visit in Surabaya was the Mangrove Forest, where the seawater meets the fresh water in Surabaya on the eastern coast. There are lots of young couples and teenagers that enjoy the free park, but anyone can also take a boat to the edge and see the mangrove "plantations" and view of the Java Sea.



After telling me for many months that they would take me somewhere special, some teachers at my school packed the car and drove me out to Blitar to show me the grave of the first president of Indonesia, Sukarno (very interesting man if you don't know of him, look him up! I read his autobiography, very interesting indeed...), Candi Penataran, and then the Kelud Mountain. Candi Penataran probably has the most interesting story; it's the ruins of the ancient Majapahit Kingdom. The Majapahit are significant as the empire reached its peak in the 1300s, conquering islands and land in present day Indonesia, Malaysia, Singapore, southern Thailand, and East Timor. The Majapahit had relations with "Champa, Cambodia, Siam, and Vietnam, and China" just to give you an idea of the power of this empire.

The Entourage
Candi Penataran
Mount Kelud

One place that EVERYONE in East Java says you must go to is Mount Bromo. It's popular with Indonesians and tourists and is an active volcano that last erupted in 2011 (or so I'm told). The caldera sits in a huge plain and it is famous for its views, especially if you are looking from the neighboring volcano, Mount Penanjakan.



Finally, I am including a picture from AMINEF's annual WORDS Competition, an English competition held for 10th and 11th grade students coming from the high schools Fulbright ETAs teach at. This is me and my student in Jakarta at the 2013 WORDS Competition.




Other Things to See Around Surabaya

SUTOS - Surabaya Town Square, where I went when I needed to just go to a cafe to sit and work in a different environment. (This view is from the zoo).

The largest Mosque in Southeast Asia!! (it's bigger than this picture shows, trust me)

The symbol of Surabaya! (in front of the zoo)

When the street in front of school floods... you walk through anyway!

Next to the Wonokromo Market
What I look like in rainy season.

Health and Education Volunteer Work


When I heard I would be living in Surabaya, Indonesia’s second largest city, I knew I wanted to find a health-related NGO to volunteer with so I could learn more about health in the country. After a month of looking for an organization to work with, I met a woman running the World Vision Surabaya office in my site. We arranged a couple of times I could go into the “slum” neighborhoods they worked in (you can’t get to these places by taxi, or even car) to do some kind of community outreach. It was a little hard to decide what exactly I would be doing since I don’t speak Bahasa Indonesia fluently and definitely didn’t know the local language of the community—Madurese. We decided I would come by to facilitate health lessons. These are pictures from those lessons, which included lessons teaching “decision making,” “hygiene,” and “nutrition.” I learned a lot about how an international organization starts work in a community, the strategizing and planning that goes into the work, and how Indonesia is dealing with its health problems in underdeveloped neighborhoods with diverse backgrounds and varying cultures.



I also often worked with the wonderful women running the AMINEF/Education USA office in Surabaya, who helped me find other things to fill my spare time! I was interviewed on a local radio station about life at an American university, presented many writing workshops at universities explaining how to apply to scholarships for study abroad (such as Fulbright) and the application process, and guided students at the annual Education Fair.






My 10th grade students at the Education Fair in Surabaya :)