Round 3
I have now been back 3 weeks. It is June 1 and this is Children’s Day but no one can really explain it to me other than it has been celebrated for 70 years in the Soviet bloc. Public school finished yesterday and there are lots of kids running around in dress up clothes with balloons.
This is a beautiful country in the spring when the land dries out and everything is green. Flat plateaus with gentle slopes down to the streams or brooks. It apparently resembles Illinois and but it is much more intensely cultivated with more varied crops than Southern Alberta. All covered with cereal fields, sun flowers, fruit orchards or grapes. The soil has been well cared for, dark with good tilth. The huge potholes in the roads are being slowly repaired but travel is still a slalom course as the cars weave down the road to miss the bigger holes, their shock absorbers destroyed. When they drive, the cars still make 3 lanes when there are only 2 marked lanes.
While I was gone an American volunteer showed up. He had an ex-wife who was Romanian and had spent 4 years in Romania as a child as his parents were missionaries there. His Romanian was excellent but he got into a religious tangle with his host family and he left early. Another NES showed up for 2 weeks from the University of Edinburgh where he was writing his master’s thesis on international terrorists. The kids did not seem to have problems with his accent, and actually didn’t notice it.
I think that some of the students, of all ages, were surprised that I returned. We went through the ‘why aren’t you on a beach?’ talks again. Several commented that it was nice to have someone present for a longer period than 2 weeks because they got used to my accent and rhythm of speech. Several more wanted specific reassurances that I was going to be here for 3 months. An adult questioned my motives for being in Moldova 3 days in a row. When I could go anywhere and do anything, why was I here? I still don’t think she found the answer satisfactory.
2 days after I arrived, there was the ending ceremony for the BNF program that was funded by the American Embassy. The embassy representative who was to be present cancelled at the last moment but the local TV station showed up. Here is the link:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=b0zVWPptGiw
The final project for each participant and one of their nonparticipant friends was to make a 2 minute video, subject of choice. The kids watched all the videos and then voted for their favorite. There was a tie for first place, but guess who came in third? The link is here:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=RvZfTu6lEnw&list=PLaAmLQZi2ymyPf6R9SG6fAn2ZGxJIAjB4&index=30....
I didn’t get a chance to give my acceptance speech. Everyone got a participation certificate and a memento (coffee/tea cup that changes colors as it warms up).
The TV announcer has a degree in linguistics and also teaches English at the local elementary school. She invited Laramie, and included me as a tag along, to a multinational presentation she had the students put on. There they dressed in representative garments from Germany, Mexico, Moldova and such. Laramie and I then went to the front of the class with a world map and pointed out where we had travelled. We then had coffee with the head mistress and several teachers.
Finally got the paperwork together and got my extension for my humanitarian/tourist visa so I’m good for 18 months and then I will need to reapply. Other than the annoyance of the 4 trips into Chisinau to get the paperwork right, it was pretty basic - prove you will not be a burden on their social resources. I can only imagine what the American process would entail. But anyway, I am now a probationary (apprentice?) Moldovan citizen.
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