The rest of the week
Thursday is another long day beginning at 11 AM after Svetlana finishes her 3 hours with the school system. She has planned a cultural exchange with 40 students in Switzerland and one of the principals of the 8 schools involved tried a power play and said she would not give the students time away from school for the trip. The principal lost but it was a waste of psychic energy and I was surprised a principal would not feel that travel was an education.
Spent the evening with Olga’s aunt from Moscow. She is a treat and doesn’t speak a word of English, so Olga had to translate. The evening was well lubricated with home made wine.
Friday - The wine last night was not a good idea. It was the same school schedule but Svetlana invited Laramie and me to dinner at her house after work. Laramie wanted to try on the clothes he bought at MallDova, so we wore ties to school. The kids didn’t react to the improved look.
I met Svetlana’s brother and bride that evening. He has a vineyard and makes his own wine. Lesson learned - never match drinks with the person who fermented the wine. Everyone in the country has their own vat and secret family recipe for wine. The first round of wine at a Moldovan meal is a bottoms-up swallow of the whole glass, and things progress from there. You then intermix wine with brandy but I had learned some lessons elsewhere and I managed to beg off these rounds. To turn down refills of wine, however, is a national insult. It was BBQ heated with wood. They do not understand heating with charcoal or propane. No body drinks and drives in this country, so Vladimir escorted Laramie and me home on foot. We went past an all night gas station where we decided to finish the night with beer. Olga stayed up for us.
Saturday - Ok, 4 hours sleep. I can do this. Didn’t see Laramie until early afternoon.
These are longer classes for the kids today as they come in from the outlying villages by taking a routiera into Causeni. Otherwise the same routine. Svetlana was her same high energy level.
I am beginning to wonder if I am of any use to Svetlana. I am not picking up much Romanian because most people are speaking Russian and then what Romanian I do hear is spoken very quickly - probably like I would speak English. I therefore need constant monitoring because if the kids have questions, Svetlana has to answer. It is humbling that I am no better an instructor than I was at the beginning of the week. The only saving grace is that I hear Svetlana say PickED instead of picT because of the way Romanians and Russians speak every letter. So maybe there is a place for me instructing conversational English amongst the more advanced speakers. Svetlana did casually mention that I should consider what skills, other than English, I could pass on. So I spent the evening doing a personal inventory of possible topics rather than go out to match drinks with Laramie. Good choice.
Sunday - There was a meeting of the kids going to a cultural exchange in Switzerland in 2 weeks. 40 kids and 5 chaperones. Laramie and I both noted, with mild alarm, the high 5’s among the kids when they found out who their room mates were going to be, but the chaperones were not even thinking of it. American standards again. The meeting to set the ground rules for the kids was barely controlled pandemonium but it seemed to get done and then they had to practice a Moldovan dance routine. As usual, the girls had it figured out but the boys were rather uncoordinated. Oh well, they still have 1 more meeting.
Back to Chisinau that evening but first stopped at the Metro store for school supplies. This is CostCo by a different name; almost the same layout and stuff for sale. Christmas shlock has arrived - plastic lighted Santa Clauses, etc.
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