<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><rss xmlns:atom='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' version='2.0'><channel><atom:id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491</atom:id><lastBuildDate>Tue, 22 Sep 2009 07:30:30 +0000</lastBuildDate><title>No steps backward</title><description>"A wise God shrouds the future in obscure darkness"</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/</link><managingEditor>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</managingEditor><generator>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>30</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-8730750563388534100</guid><pubDate>Wed, 17 Jun 2009 14:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2009-06-17T10:23:06.354-04:00</atom:updated><title>Yep, I ET'd</title><description>My last entry was on July 22, 2008.  I terminated my service early 8 days later.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-8730750563388534100?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2009/06/yep-i-etd.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-1967435920118895498</guid><pubDate>Wed, 23 Jul 2008 17:16:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-23T13:17:38.809-04:00</atom:updated><title>My visit to Onesti</title><description>&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So today, Tues. 7/22/08, is my last day here in Onesti. Tomorrow I head back to Ploiesti for my last two weeks of pre service training.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Onest has a beautiful park and it is surrounded by some beautiful rolling hills and small mountains.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s way cleaner than Ploiesti and there’s not too much pollution which is great.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My school is pretty small but all of the staff that i met seem really nice.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;While i was here i had the opportunity to go to Slanic for a day and go to the thermal springs which are up in the mountains. People flock there to drink the natural water straight from the springs because it supposedly can aid in digestions, eye sight and hearing.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But basically it’s just like all these little spouts with well water coming out of them and it wreaks of sulfur with that horrible smell of rotten eggs, you know? Anybody whose ever drank well water or water at Procter Camp and Conference knows exactly what I’m talking about hahaha. The water just has a funky smell/taste to it and that’s basically what the water was like at the springs. it was still absolutely beautiful and i really enjoyed walking through the beautiful scenery. I took a handful of pictures and posted them so feel free to check them out.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Other than that I don’t really have much else to say; I’m looking forward to my last day of language class because i don’t think my brain can take any more 4-hour language classes! In 10 days i will become an official peace corps volunteer and i guess that’s when the real adventure begins, right?&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I guess we’ll have to wait and see....&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-1967435920118895498?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/07/my-visit-to-onesti.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-1133061694356967646</guid><pubDate>Sat, 19 Jul 2008 13:46:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-19T09:48:52.842-04:00</atom:updated><title>Counterpart Conference</title><description>This entry was written yesterday but i didn't get to post it until today, saturday.&lt;br /&gt; &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Today I met my counterpart--well one of them, at least.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My counterpart is basically my mentor during my volunteer process; the counterpart for TEFL volunteers is usually a fellow teacher in the volunteer’s school and they help to get the volunteer acclimated to the school’s schedule and basic everyday life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They also help the volunteer to network within the community and they’re just supposed to be a really good resource both professionally and personally.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So my counterpart, Christina, is really cool and I like her a lot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She came to Ploiesti today for our “Counterpart Conference” where everybody met their counterpart and she’s young and funny and very smart and her English is pretty good so that was nice.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She teaches Romanian at my highschool but she told me that my other counterpart is an English teacher at our school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Oddly enough, Liz’s counterpart is also named Christina so me, Liz and our Christinas spent the evening just talking and sharing info about Onesti, Romania, and the USA.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Both Christinas are nice and I’m glad that I’ve got them to help me get integrated into the city of Onesti.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tomorrow is the 2nd and final day of the conference and I’m sure it will be just as boring and drawn out as today was but I’m looking forward to just learning more about my new city. Then on Sunday I leave for my sit visit!!!!!! I’m really excited and I promise that I’ll go buy batteries and put them in my camera so I can finally start taking pictures again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think the thing I’m looking forward to the most is looking at apartments.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I sort of got the impression that my apartment had not already been selected for me and that I would have the chance to go apartment shopping which will be cool.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Other than the counterpart conference, there’s not much else to update. The weather has gotten a bit better.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I still like the food and pretty much eat any and everything that’s put in front of me.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A Volunteer whose service is done in like two weeks came to visit us Trainees and he was from CINCINNATI and it was SOOOOO nice to talk to somebody who knew exactly what I was talking about and we had things in common that we liked and missed about home and he went to UC so we had lots to talk about since I pretty much spent the last 6 months on UC’s campus with Chris haha. So it was really cool to get a piece of home. Also, this week has been the best week of communication that I’ve had in the past 2 months!! Thanks to all those who emailed, texted, skyped, facebooked, AIM Instant Messaged this week! It was really cool to hear and/or see you and it really helped for this week to fly by; I mean, this week was the fasted week I’ve had so far. So thanks. It means a lot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-1133061694356967646?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/07/counterpart-conference.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-1069378158809582858</guid><pubDate>Wed, 09 Jul 2008 15:37:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-09T11:40:34.644-04:00</atom:updated><title>Site Announcement!!!!!</title><description>&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ok so today we all found out where we will be living and working for the next 2 years of our lives and it looks like I’m heading off to(drum roll please......)ONESTI (oh-nesht).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Onesti is a city in the region of Romania called Moldova which is in the northeastern part of the country.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a city with approximately 50,000 to 60,000 people and it is pretty close to a couple other larger cities.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I will have a site mate and she is from my group; her name is Liz and she’s awesome and she and I will both be living in Onesti for the next 2 years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The high school that I’m working at is a school that has an athletic focus and my school is called&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;“Nadia Comaneci” which, as you know, is the name of one of the best gymnasts in history and she was born and raised in Onesti.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So, needless to say, there’s a HUGE focus on gymnastics in the city and most of my students will be gymnasts!!!! I’m soooo happy and excited and anxious!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;Luckily for me, there is an airport located about an hour away and the major train lines go right through the city! So for those of you who want to come and visit, you shouldn’t have too many problems getting here! Haha! But in all seriousness, I am SO VERY HAPPY with where I’ve been placed and I just thank God for making the process of moving into this country so easy.... I’ve really had is so much easier than some of my co-workers. So I’m definitely aware of how blessed I am and I’m just so thrilled that pretty much all of my requests were met when it comes to my site placement and the type of school in which I’ll be working.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I will probably be moving to my new home right after I’m sworn in as an official volunteer but before that I get to go and spend like 4 or 5 days in town just meeting people, learning the layout and picking out an apartment. So that should be cool.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;            &lt;/span&gt;But ok, to get back to the site placement today; it was actually a pretty fun process in hindsight but at the time i was just anxious and annoyed that it took so long! So here’s how it went:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in the gym of our school they made the outline of Romania with some rope on the floor and inside the outline of Romania they taped pieces of paper where each site is located. So, for example, there were pieces of paper with ‘Bucharest’, ‘Ploiesti’, ‘Onesti’, etc. all taped to the floor in the approximate location of each city. And then, our language professors each got up and read these weird/funny/strange tidbits about a certain city and then they would say that there were 4 people nominated for it and they would say 4 names and one of them would be a trainee and of course the trainee won the nomination for the city and he/she came up and got their info packet and then got to go stand on their little piece of paper. So for me, Simona got up and said something like “This city has a really strong history of sports especially gymnastics.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In fact, Nadia Comaneci was born here and there’s a school named after her. The nominees for this city are “No Pain, No Gain”, Monica Lewinksi, Monica Payne and Major Payne!!!” And then of course I already realized that it was my site so i went up and got my info and went off to my little piece of paper.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;In the event that I wouldn’t be able to articulately explain this whole situation, which seems to be the case, I took pictures so that you could see what I’m talking about! So you can check out the pics on my picture page. I added pictures to the albums entitled "Pre-Service Training" and "My Gazda!" so check them out if you have the chance. But other than that, there’s not much else to say; I’m just so happy and ready to get my new life in my new city started and tell you all how it unfolds.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;love you much and hope to hear from you sooner than later.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;;"&gt;Oh and LEAVE COMMENTS ON HERE!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-1069378158809582858?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/07/site-announcement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-6249043262557492175</guid><pubDate>Sun, 06 Jul 2008 10:53:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-07-06T06:56:34.806-04:00</atom:updated><title>quick lil' update</title><description>&lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;ok so i know that it’s been a long time since i updated this but i’ve just been either too tired or too busy to sit down and make a post.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But now i’m ready, so here it goes:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;life with the gazda is still good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;they still love to shove massive plates of food at me but now that i can actually speak romanian, i can refuse all of the food a lot easier now. i have now lost 2 pounds since being here and i think i lost them in the past week because i finally learned how to turn down food haha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;my pre service training is still going on; i’ve got less than a month left (woohoo!!) and it doesn’t seem to be dragging by so slowly now.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But the most exciting bit of news is that i find out where my site will be on wednesday!!! i’m really excited and anxious to find out where i’ll be living for the next two years.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;in my site placement interview i was very straightforward and honest with them and told them that i am not the type of person who would enjoy living way out in the sticks with not electricity or running water and that i also don’t want to work with little kids. So....i guess we’ll just have to wait and see what type of town and what type of school they place me at.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The 4th of July was kind of fun. we had a cookout at our school and everybody came with their gazda and we had lots of food and we all sat around and talked. Some people were brave enough to try and learn traditional romanian dances but not me....i enjoyed just sitting back and watching them trip all over themselves and try to do these crazy dance steps.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: &amp;quot;Arial&amp;quot;,&amp;quot;sans-serif&amp;quot;; font-style: italic;"&gt;Well, i think that pretty much covers everything that’s been going on since i last posted. it’s still extremely hot here; the temperature yesterday was a scorching 98 degrees.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I didn’t think that when i joined the peace corps i would miss my pool so much!!!! But i really want nothing more than to just get on a plane, go to cincinnati, go to my backyard and jump in the pool and swim around for a while and then just get on a plane and come back to romania haha. that would be perfect.... i just need a dip in the pool and i’d be happy.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-6249043262557492175?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/07/quick-lil-update.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-5174484574199972632</guid><pubDate>Wed, 25 Jun 2008 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-25T13:57:52.161-04:00</atom:updated><title>Practicum and stuff</title><description>&lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So, I’ve been here for over a month, I‘ve survived the Teaching Practicum and I’m trying to make it through this summer alive, although the weather here is so stifling that I’m not so sure I’ll make it!! On average, the weather over the last week has been around 36 degrees Celsius which is approximately 97 degrees Fahrenheit. So, needless to say, I’m burning up all the time. I think it’s like 93 degrees even in the shade and there’s NO air conditioning anywhere and there are very few fans in my school and none in my house so.....let’s just say it’s hot.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The teaching Practicum went well; my first week i taught 10th grade and then this week i taught 6th grade.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Without a doubt, I prefer to teach high school; they just have more to say and they have a lot to bring to the table.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I don’t really like just giving out information and then checking for understanding, which is what I feel like elementary teachers do.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With high school, we actually have discussions and we share opinions, thoughts, ideas and are able to do more than just grammar or basic conversation. I absolutely loved my 10th grade class and I think they loved me too! But don’t get me wrong, I also like my 6th grade class that I have now but they’re just a little too rambunctious for my tastes!!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I actually think some of my pre schoolers back in Cincinnati were better behaved than some of these 6th graders!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So, my practicum was basically the most important part of my 10 week training; i got observed 5 times and i was being judged on my classroom management, my presence in the classroom, my ability to convey the material of the lesson and my ability to achieve the objective of my lesson.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They also observe us to get a feel for what language levels and ages we’re comfortable with.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of my observations went well and I really want to thank all of you for you prayers and support because I don’t think there’s any way I could have gotten through this whole ordeal without a little extra help from upstairs haha.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Now I have to do this questionnaire in which i have to answer all of these questions about the type of place i would like to live and work in for the next 2 years (yeah, so basically it’s like my next 2 years are somewhat decided by what i write on this piece of paper) so needless to say, it was kind of scary to fill that thing out because i wanted to be sure that they understood everything i wrote and didn’t misunderstand me or anything. But luckily, we also have interviews with our Placement Manager where we get to go over our questionnaire and voice our preferences about where we want to live.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I’ve decided that I want to live in a fairly large city and teach at either a regular high school or a bilingual high school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So hopefully that’s what I’ll get but they can’t promise us anything.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily I won’t have to wait that much longer to find out where I’m going though! My questionnaire is due tomorrow and then my interview is next week and then the week after that, on the 9th, I find out where my new home will be!!!!! I’M SO ANXIOUS/NERVOUS/EXCITED!!!!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 10pt; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;But other than the practicum and the oppressive heat, things are still the same: life with the Gazda is great and I’m slowly but surely getting better with my Romanian skills. I think I’ve moved up from talking like a 2 year old to talking like a 4 year old....so things are looking up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It sounds a bit crazy, but in the month 3 days that I’ve been here, I can already feel a change in me; I can’t quite put my finger on it but I definitely feel like I’m learning a lot about myself and it’s really eye-opening.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I guess I’m learning that I’m capable of things I never imagined I’d do.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-5174484574199972632?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/06/practicum-and-stuff.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-3042744992701370576</guid><pubDate>Mon, 16 Jun 2008 12:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-16T08:14:36.622-04:00</atom:updated><title>My 1st English Class</title><description>Today was the 1st day of our two week teaching practicum and it went very, very well.  Katrina, Zack and I are sharing a class so we divide up the 3 hour class between the 3 of us. So we each teach for 1 hour a day, everyday. But, because today was the 1st day, we sort of did a group teaching thing where we each sort of took ownership of different activities in class and allowed the students to get to know each of us. &lt;br /&gt;I think that the class is a really great group of girls; we were supposed to have 16 but 11 showed up and they are all very nice young ladies.  The lowest English ability is probably around an Intermediate-Beginner level and the highest level is Advanced-Intermediate level.  So the girls who have better skills were really pushing the lower level students and really helping get them using new words and new grammar.  It was really cool to see them helping each other and it was only the first day!&lt;br /&gt;As far as my teaching went, I really think that teaching is like riding a bike. I was worried at first that I’d be a little rusty and not really do that great of a job but as soon as class started I was able to slip right back into the “Ms. Payne” role and it was actually really nice to back at the front of the classroom.  Katrina and Zack did great jobs as well, especially Katrina because she has never had any teaching experience and she really did a great job of both leading the class and managing them when they got off task.&lt;br /&gt;So anyways, it was a really great morning and it just helped to build my confidence and it reminded me how much I love kids and teaching.  It’s not that I thought I was a bad teacher, I just thought that I was mediocre simply because I haven’t been doing it for that long, but it was really awesome how during our lunch break today, like 5 people came up to me and told me that my teaching partners had told them that I was an awesome teacher and that I did a great job. That was an awesome feeling and I’m really flattered that people think I’m good at my job. But anyways, I just wanted to let you know how my 1st day of practicum went. I’ll try and post again soon with another update on my class. Oh, and my class is 11 girls who are going into the 11th grade next year. Ok, I’ve got to go to Romanian language class now. Peace and love!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-3042744992701370576?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/06/my-1st-english-class.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-2394755776451927361</guid><pubDate>Sun, 15 Jun 2008 19:07:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-15T15:13:29.657-04:00</atom:updated><title>Brasov</title><description>Today I returned from my first weekend excursion here in Romania. I went to a city called Brasov with some fellow PC kids. It was gorgeous! The city is really old (dating back to the 14th century i think) and I just had the stereotypical 'old world charm' that one would expect to see in an old european city.  It's situated up in the mountains so the views were spectacular and the aire was cold and fresh. The weather was a bit drizzly and gray when I was there but it wasn't too bad.&lt;br /&gt;I left on Friday evening and took a 3 hour train ride with my fellow volunteer, Rachel.  It was an amazing feeling to navigate our way around these train stations where there was no English and to just go on a real adventure. It was a really liberating feeling actually.  Also, I got to use my Romanian in an arena other than the classroom and I think it helped to build some more confidence with my language skills.&lt;br /&gt;But anyways, I've posted some pictures from my Brasov trip so check them out (the link is Monica's Photos, located on the right side of the page).&lt;br /&gt;Hope all is well on your side of the Atlantic.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-2394755776451927361?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/06/brasov.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-4113511542320526600</guid><pubDate>Tue, 10 Jun 2008 17:12:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-10T13:13:44.383-04:00</atom:updated><title>Ice Cream</title><description>&lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Today I learned a very important lesson: in Romania, there are rules about getting ice cream. Yes, there are rules and yes, I inadvertently broke the most important one. Ok, so here’s the story:&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;It was lunch time and, as usual, I was sitting in the park eating and talking with a handful of my fellow PCT’s (that’s Peace Corps Trainees for those of you who aren’t hip to the thousands of abbreviations that the PC has for everything. See? there was another one).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Diane walked by with a delicious looking ice cream cone and of course I asked her where she got it and how much it cost because, as well all know, I have a serious love for all things ice cream and it was probably 80 or 90 degrees outside. So she told me that the ice cream was available across the street at a little corner store and the soft serve dispenser was right outside on the sidewalk and that I could just walk up and get some ice cream. So my friend Chase and I walked over there to get some ice cream.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As you can imagine, I was very happy to find that the corner store was set up just as my girl Diane had described; the soft serve dispenser was right outside and the cones were on top of the machine in a tupperware box.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I’m the type of person who takes directions/instructions very literally so I remember what Diane said about just walking up and getting my ice cream so I walked right on up to the machine, grabbed a cone and just as I reached for the handle to get my ice-cold deliciousness, a very angry ice cream man came out of the corner store and gave me the kind of look transcends all language barriers and needs no hand gestures. So I just stood there feeling mortified and scared.....meanwhile a group of 6 or 7 children walk up. They walk right in front of me, hand the ice cream man their money and wait patiently as he makes their cones. Well, after those children got their ice cream and then after 3 or 4 other adults got their ice cream the ice cream man then turned to me and took the cone which I had apparently stolen, picked up a NEW cone, gave me the ice cream and a dirty look that basically told me to go away. And he did all of this without ever saying a word.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nevermind that during the whole ordeal I’m stammering “Imi pare rau”(I’m sorry) and gesturing like an idiot to try and convey the fact that i didn’t know the rules and that I did not know I had to wait for him to dispense my ice cream for me.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So anyways, the kids who bought their ice cream all got a good laugh out of me standing there with a cone in my hand and a confused look on my face.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;As we walked back to our friends, Chase turned to me and said “Hey, you gotta know the rules man....and apparently there are rules for ice cream here, the main one being: you don’t mess with the ice cream man”.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Well, ya learn something new everyday I guess.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-4113511542320526600?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/06/ice-cream.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-7289109159802948883</guid><pubDate>Sun, 01 Jun 2008 12:38:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-06-01T08:39:54.775-04:00</atom:updated><title>Lost in time</title><description>&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I can’t believe that I’ve only been here in Romania for a week.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It definitely feels like longer; and I don’t mean that in a bad way I just mean that in a very literal way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I really honestly cannot believe that today is only like my 10th day in this country.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It’s such a weird feeling and I’m not even sure I know how to describe it articulately but it’s almost as if I’ve somehow messed with the Space/Time Continuum and I was just in the States a week ago but somehow managed to, in that week, cover like 3 month’s worth of time.... See? I told you I couldn’t really articulate my thoughts very well!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;But anyways, moving on from my refusal to believe I’ve only been here a week, I just wanted to talk a bit about the food here. Ok, well, for starters, there’s a lot of it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;With the exception of breakfast every meal that I eat has at least 3 courses.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The first is usually “salad” or “soup”. I put these in quotes because they really aren’t soup or salad the way we, as Americans, think of soup or salad.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;For example salad here is finely chopped cabbage that is SATURATED in oil and vinegar and is sometimes served cold but most times not.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Soup here is probably more liquid fat/grease than actual water or broth and there’s usually a huge piece of chicken just chillin in the middle of the bowl.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;If you want to actually have some cut up chicken in your soup, you gotta cut if off the bone and then cut it into little pieces, but by the time you actually do that the greasy broth is ice cold and so is the chicken! Hahahaha! Now don’t get me wrong:&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;the food here IS good.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I mean, I eat all of my food at every meal.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I’ve just had to deal with the reality that most of my food will probably be ice cold and may or may not have some actual solidified fat in it.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At first I was kind of scared of eating all this fatty food but everyone here (well more specifically, women here)&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;is skinny so there must be something good about their diet!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So I gladly eat pretty much any and everything that’s put in front of me and so far so good.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Oh and one last thing about the food: the fruit here is spectacular!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Strawberries and cherries are so tasty and I have never liked cherries before in my life!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But they are sooo good here!!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Anyways, my Romanian skills seem to be improving even though I do still speak at the level of a 2 year old.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I can understand a fair amount of what people say to me and it seems as though they can understand the pathetic utterances that pour from my mouth everyday.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;So all in all, things are good and I’m doing well. Much to my surprise, I haven’t experienced much homesickness or loneliness here and I think that is a good omen about how my life in this country will be. I do have lots more that I want to write but this is getting long so I’ll write more in the coming days.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-7289109159802948883?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/06/lost-in-time.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-8369643027684369487</guid><pubDate>Tue, 27 May 2008 17:55:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-27T13:58:59.147-04:00</atom:updated><title>Feeling hot, hot, hot!</title><description>&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So today was our second day of classes and it was a bit of a whirlwind. Well, actually, only the morning is a whirlwind and then when the afternoon comes and the sun is high in the sky, the hours seems to go in slow motion and the heat seems to get more and more unbearable with each passing second. But back to the morning...&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;We have 3 hours of language classes in the morning and it is...umm....&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;VERY INTENSIVE&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I think that in 6 hours of language class (3 today and 3 yesterday) we have probably covered what most entry level foreign language classes cover in 3 or 4 weeks. YEAH....IT’S THAT RIDICULOUSLY INTENSE!! Haha!! But I think that you will all be pleased to know that I’m doing quite well with the vocab and grammar that we’ve learned so far and I’m not having too much trouble....but we’ll see how I feel on Friday I guess.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;In the afternoons we have 3.5 hours of classes that basically teach us about any and everything related to either Peace Corps, Romania, TEFL or some combination of the three.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say it gets a bit daunting after two hours in an &lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;80-degree&lt;/span&gt; room with 45 people in &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;NO &lt;/span&gt;air conditioning and poor ventilation.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But we get like two or three breaks during the afternoon and everybody goes across the street to the piata(pee-yacht-zuh) which is the outdoor market, and we all buy water, ice cream, candy, etc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Our classes are held at a middle school that is still in session at the moment so every time we walk in and out of the building, children flock to stare at us, point at us and, on rare occasions, speak to us.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Most of them yell “HELLO!!” and are very excited to see people who speak English.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;All of the boys are excited to see a black person and they talk about how they love hip hop, especially snoop dogg.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They like to rap and dance and show how cool they are....it’s quite a show!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The children here are all very friendly and energetic and when they have their breaks inbetween classes, it’s not at all uncommon to hear them running and screaming through the hallways and apparently the school administration has no problem with this. So today when they were on break I took a few snapshots of them, just to give you all an idea of what the school is like here.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Life with my gazda is going great; they make me lots of good food and they’re trying their best to teach me Romanian despite my brain’s inability to understand 95% of what they try to teach me haha.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But from talking to other people in my group, I am very lucky to have a family that has a house, pets, a car and internet. So I’m definitely counting my blessings and thanking God everyday for taking such good care of me. Well that’s it for today I think. Oh!! And I was SUPER HAPPY today because I found my iPod!!!! it was inside a shoe(Yeah, don’t ask me how that happened, just be happy I found it ok)!!!! Liz gave me her USB cord and I’m charging it right now; I can’t explain to you how happy I was to find that thing....I really did think that it was lost forever.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-8369643027684369487?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/05/feeling-hot-hot-hot.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-8107178291966518046</guid><pubDate>Sun, 25 May 2008 19:49:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-25T15:56:44.091-04:00</atom:updated><title>My Gazda!</title><description>&lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Ok, so today was my first full day with my Gazda Family(Host family) here in Romania.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Yesterday I got here at about 3pm and on the way to the house my Gazda Mom(Host Mother), Carmen, turns to me and says “Oh yes, we are having party today for my mother. She has birthday today; so we have birthday party with whole family.” Uh, yeah....needless to say I was &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204); font-weight: bold;"&gt;REALLY &lt;/span&gt;anxious and immediately broke a sweat and was totally freaked out! Haha!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;So we get to the hosue and there are about 15 people hanging out inside and outside, drinking and smoking and talking and laughing. All of the older women were in the kitchen cooking and talking and the men were outside talking and drinking vin (veen) which is homemade wine. We were told at our training sessions to accept any and all food that we were offered because it is a sign of respect and appreciation so of course I accepted each and every glass that was offered(I think they thought it was funny that I just sipped it but as a member of PC we aren't really supposed to drink).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The food here is really quite good and I’ve enjoyed trying all sorts of different meats, cheeses, salads, sauces, etc.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My Gazda Grandmother (Host Grandmother) is really cool; she just turned 82 and she has a great sense of humor!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The word for Grandmother in Romanian is Mamaia (pronounced like the fruit Papaya except with an M instead of a P).&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She is always talking to me in Romanian and it seems to be no issue to her at all that I speak only English. She’ll just talk to me and talk and talk and I just try to follow her hand gestures.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;I really like my house here; my Mamaia has a garden with tomatoes and cucumbers and legumes...she also has beautiful flowers growing out front.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My room here is great; it actually made me VERY proud of the way I packed! I have exactly the right amount of stuff to fit in my room.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I have my own room and a nice queen size bed and a wardrobe.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;At some point, I’m going to try and post the pictures I took of the house and my room. Oh, and Fram, my dog, is such a cutie!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Suzi is the cat and she has lots of attitude but deep down she’s just a softy.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;Tomorrow’s my first day of language classes and Carmen took me to the school where I will be spending 8 hours a day for the next 10 weeks.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It is a 30 minute walk away which actually makes me happy because I was really worried about excercise options. Running in public is a bit taboo here since women do not usually wear shorts nor do they run/jog so it’s nice to know that I’ll be walking for an hour a day.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;TV is really big here, just like in the USA so I’ve had lots of fun watching TV with my Gazda....even though I haven’t the slightest clue as to what the shows are about haha!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But I was very shocked to see that they have MTV, CNN, Comedy Central, Animal Planet and National Geographic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;It was a very pleasant surprise when I found channels that had English speaking people. Well enough for now. This is getting long. Please keep the emails coming! It really makes my day when I’ve got an inbox full of emails!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;love and prayers!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;  &lt;address&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/address&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-8107178291966518046?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/05/my-gazda.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-2241716768173055604</guid><pubDate>Thu, 22 May 2008 15:50:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-22T11:57:22.057-04:00</atom:updated><title>IN ROMANIA</title><description>Well, I'm &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"&gt;FINALLY&lt;/span&gt; here.  I'll try and give a quick overview of how my travels went, but I actually have to be in the hotel restaraunt in 8 minutes for dinner so this probably won't be as in depth as  I would've liked.&lt;br /&gt;So the flight from JKF to Munich was miserable and hot and crowded and of course I got stuck in the middle seat of the middle section of the plane. but the cool part was that the plan had two floors and a lot of us got to go down to the lower level and just hang out and talk and enjoy the nice air conditioning they had down there. So we get to Munich and we had like a 1.5 hour layover. I can't really tell you much about the flight from Munich to Bucharest because I fell asleep before the plane even took off...yeah....i was ABSOLUTELY exhausted in every sense of the word.  Then we landed in Bucharest and were greeting by a big group of PC(Peace Corps) staff and volunteers who helped us load the bus and head to Ploiesti(ploy-esht). I can't tell you much about the bush ride since I fell asleep before we left the airpot and didnt wake up until we got to the hotel.  I'm sitting in the hotel lobby right now using their wireless internet so that was a very pleasant and welcome surprise.&lt;br /&gt;All in all I'm happy, but I'm sooooo tired that all I want to do is sleep.  Oh and the 'fishbowl' affect has already taken place and almost every person who i pass on the street or in the hotel looks at me as if I'm the first black person they've ever seen (and I'm 99% sure I AM the only black person they've seen). so I've already had lots of stares and pointing fingers and hushed whispers...but oh well. its not really that bad.&lt;br /&gt;but i've got to run!! dinner is starting now!!!&lt;br /&gt;love you!&lt;br /&gt;monica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-2241716768173055604?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/05/in-romania.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-1593500600466777142</guid><pubDate>Wed, 21 May 2008 16:15:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-21T12:22:09.531-04:00</atom:updated><title>A Rude Awaking</title><description>So, this morning we were all supposed to meed downstairs in our hotel at 8am.  So lst night I re-packed, organized, laid out my clothes and was basically ready to just get up, shower and get on the road. Well, when I went to bed, I somehow DID NOT set an alarm!(but I didn't know this at the time)&lt;br /&gt;So this morning at 7am I awoke to blasting sirens and a weird robotic voice saying: AN EMERGENCY SITUATION HAS BEEN DETECTED IN THE BUILDING. PLEASE EVACUATE IMMEDIATELY. And it played over and over and over and over again and all the guests filed out of the building down onto the streets. So after standing about and watching the fire dept. come, we were told the coast was clear and we could go back in. Well it was at that point that I realized that I hadn't set an alarm and I just told myself that the fire alarm was just God's way of making sure the EVERYONE got up on time to make it to the bus! I kinda picture him up there saying, "Wait a minute, I got you this far, you better not miss this bus child!" haha I told some of my friends that and one of them was like "Wow....I'm amazed...you really can find the silver lining in ANY situation can't you?" And I guess I never really thought about it but maybe he's right....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well anyways, I just wanted to share that story of how my last morning in USA started with a pretty rude awakening but hopefully that isn't an omen of how the rest of the trip will go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;xoxox&lt;br /&gt;monica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-1593500600466777142?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/05/rude-awaking.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-1708018250638198121</guid><pubDate>Thu, 15 May 2008 13:10:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-15T09:18:32.119-04:00</atom:updated><title>FrUsTrAteD!</title><description>OK my level of frustration has just reached an &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;ALL-TIME&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;HIGH&lt;/span&gt; today. I just feel like the list of things to do keeps getting longer no matter what I do. It doesn't matter how much i clean, organize, pack, re-pack, throw away or keep I still have more crap to do. It's just too much. There's just too much to do and I'm to the point where I'm just like "Forget it...whatever. Just get me on the plane."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This whole endeavor has gone from somewhat exciting to a royal pain in the you-know-what in a matter of like a day. I'm so sick of looking at lists and looking at the volunteer handbook or the welcome book or the PST packet or whatever other pile of paper I've been given. If there's something that i need for this trip and I don't have it by now, then oh well. Too bad. Because my patience and my energy are gone and I'm done. Just get me to the airport so we can just get this over with. I'm so sick of waiting/preparing let's just get this started already! Geeeeez!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-1708018250638198121?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/05/frustrated.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-8836651070155570325</guid><pubDate>Wed, 14 May 2008 04:00:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-05-14T00:09:29.071-04:00</atom:updated><title>6 days til departure</title><description>I leave for PST in less than a week and it still doesn't even feel real.  I can't tell if I'm just in severe denial or if there's just so much going on that I'm too distracted to really take in how ridiculously life-altering next week is going to be.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm pretty much packed. Everything that I want to take is laid out &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;next&lt;/span&gt; to my luggage....now all I have to do is find a way to put in all &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;IN&lt;/span&gt; my luggage! I don't know... I keep procrastinating because it's like, once i put those clothes in those bags, it's real. It's happening. I'm leaving. And ya know, maybe I'm just not ready for that yet. Maybe i need a couple more days....&lt;br /&gt; It's weird because the way I'm feeling about leaving is &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;THE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;COMPLETE&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 102, 0);"&gt;OPPOSITE&lt;/span&gt; of how I imagined myself feeling.  Yes, I'm excited but I'm also like 3,459 other emotions and they're all going through my brain and my heart at the same time. It's confusing, to say the least.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But I'm off to bed now. Gotta wake up nice and early so I can finish up my packing/organizing/cleaning.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-8836651070155570325?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/05/6-days-til-departure.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-2687205107315305920</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Apr 2008 23:41:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-04-14T19:51:38.212-04:00</atom:updated><title>Finally got my travel info!!</title><description>the day has finally come and this is all starting to become very, VERY real! I got all the travel info and the final bits of paperwork that need to be done before departure.  I'ts a very weird feeling...I'm happy but also anxious and a myriad of other emotions that i can't really articulate just yet. but i'm happy to finally be on the 'final step' of what has been one heck of a year.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-2687205107315305920?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/04/finally-got-my-travel-info.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-8486139381725318538</guid><pubDate>Sun, 17 Feb 2008 06:22:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-18T13:15:17.797-05:00</atom:updated><title>Just for fun!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:0;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;This interview from The Stephen Colbert Report is hilarious and I really enjoyed it. So, even though hit has nothing to do with the PC or anything, I still thought it was worth sharing :-) if it doesnt work, sorry just look it up on YouTube; type in something like Colbert Zimbardo Lucifer interview in your search and it should come up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3pyx9hEGPJY"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3pyx9hEGPJY&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-8486139381725318538?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/02/just-for-fun.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-3856616144050260318</guid><pubDate>Tue, 12 Feb 2008 21:28:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-02-14T22:42:52.898-05:00</atom:updated><title>interested in learning Romanian?</title><description>&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;If your answer to the question above is 'yes' then read the following &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;very&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt; carefully:&lt;br /&gt;There is a guy named Sorin who goes around soliciting Romanian lessons to people.  Now, while I have NO idea how he is as a teacher, I do, however, have a little insight to who he is as a person.  Below I've posted the ONLY correspondence I have EVER had with this person.  And as you can see, he's quite the charmer. So if he emails you or comments on your blog, don't say I didn't warn you....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this was sent Dec. 17, 2007&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Hi Monica&lt;br /&gt;You have been referred to me as willing to learn  Romanian. If you are serious about it, I can teach you good Romanian. In fact I  am a teacher of English (with almost 17 years of experience in tutoring), but 4  years ago, seeing there were a number of people interested in learning Romanian,  I thought I could use my teaching skills the other way round. I know that the  materials for someone who wants to study Romanian as a foreign language are of  very low quality - coursebooks and dictionaries. As a language teacher, I know  how many have tried to learn English from books (even from web sites!). The  simple truth is you do need a teacher to guide, correct, organize you, it just  doesn't work with books only, let alone when their quality is so poor... So, I  have designed my own line of course, which is now available to potential  students.&lt;br /&gt;As I am located in Romania, this is an ONLINE course,  interactive, with text and live audio. You'll need to have some skill in using  file transfer and audio over the Internet. You will have to install the Yahoo  Messenger or even better Skype (a 15 minute job, unless you already have  either). Also you must have sound capabilities on your computer - a mike,  headphones - and a decent Internet connection. We'll meet on the YM to get  acquainted and discuss further details, including a convenient schedule. I can  also offer you a good dictionary.&lt;br /&gt;It is going to be just like the usual  tutoring sessions (if you did that before), except the 2 persons are not in the  same room, but connected via Internet.&lt;br /&gt;How did you become interested in  RO and Romanian? Are you going to visit RO in the near future?&lt;br /&gt;Looking  forward to meeting you (online first!)&lt;br /&gt;Sorin&lt;br /&gt;(Yahoo Messenger ID:  &lt;strong&gt;sorinromanian&lt;/strong&gt;)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this one was sent on Jan. 31, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" id="1emd" class="ArwC7c ckChnd"&gt;      &lt;div bg=""&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Salut Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;How are you? Where have you  disappeared?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Are you still interested in  learning Romanian? Or was it just "un foc de paie"? (approx: a fleeting  caprice)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;For info on the course, please  see:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;&lt;a href="http://www.romanianlessons.ro/" target="_blank"&gt;www.romanianlessons.ro&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Looking forward to hearing from  you,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Sorin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);" bg=""&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;-- i sent this reply Jan 31, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="Wj3C7c"&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thank you for your interest in teaching me Romanian, however I am currently taking lessons and am quite satisfied with my progress.  If I do decide to change my minde, I will be sure to let you know.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Thanks,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;--&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Monica Payne&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;"Charm is deceitful, and beauty is vain, but a woman who fears the Lord is to be praised" ~Proverbs 31:30&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this was sent to me on Feb. 4, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Dear Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;The main question is how serious  you are about learning Romanian.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Because, if you are, you cannot  waste your time just like that. Very few people learn a foreign language on  their own, and even so they need good materials. The materials that you can find  about learning Romanian are no more that pathetic garbage, so not even the  greatest language genius can have any real progress. You don't even have the  right dictionary, so what progress do you think you are making? Actually that is  very easy to test. Whenever you are ready.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Actually, that would be called a  "regress"! You'd have been better off, if you had never started with those  materials. Now you got wrong knowledge and wrong reflexes which will be very  hard to correct later. Many of my students went through this ordeal of having to  get rid of previous trash. The real Romanian proved to be very different from  what the lame materials had described to them. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;In case you are not willing to  learn Romanian in an organized manner, the language teacher's advice is to  just stop those "lessons". They will only harm you.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;font-size:100%;"  &gt;Sorin&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt;--i sent this reply on Feb. 4, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Sorin,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Please remove my name and email information from your mailing list. I would appreciate it GREATLY.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;Have a great day,&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);font-size:100%;" &gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;--this was sent to me on Feb. 11, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div id="1enj" class="ArwC7c ckChnd"&gt;      &lt;div bg=""&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Dear Monica&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;I noticed you are one of those  strange people who vainly attach some quote from the Bible to the end of their  emails. I wonder what connection is there between being a Christian and your  rude and freakish attitude? &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Why do you pretend you are a  Christian, when you are tormented by the devils of blinkeredness and  haughtiness???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Are you planning to bring those  devils with you to Romania?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;I pray the Lord that you are guided  to find a gifted Romanian priest to exorcize those nasty devils from  you...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 255);font-family:Trebuchet MS;" &gt;Sorin&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(153, 153, 153);"&gt;Yeah.... uh, am I the only one who thinks that this is totally un-called for and offensive? I take my faith very seriously and am very upset by what was said to me in the last email.  So if you are a current student of this person or considering being a student of this person, I just thought you ought to know who you're dealing with.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(192, 192, 192);font-size:100%;" &gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-3856616144050260318?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/02/interested-in-learning-romanian.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-5987388389206370724</guid><pubDate>Mon, 14 Jan 2008 04:40:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-13T23:54:24.149-05:00</atom:updated><title>Learning Romanian: Day 1</title><description>So, I just finished my first ever Romanian lesson! And it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be! I bought the book Teach Yourself Romanian which is published by the company Teach Yourself, and they make hundreds of books that focus on how to teach yourself various languages using Cd's and a textbook/workbook. I just did Unit 1 and I learned how to say greetings, ask how someone is doing, etc. I actually love the way the language sounds....which isn't what I expected at all! I love Spanish so much and I think its one of the most beautiful languages to listen to and I'll admit I was a bit biased, assuming that Romanian would sound like Russian or some other language that (I think) sounds harsh to the ear. But actually its quite pretty. :-)&lt;br /&gt;I've decided to study/practice about an hour/hour and a half a day, 4 or 5 days a week. I mean, I don't leave til May so I think I've got loads of time to slowly build my skills before I leave. Plus I just wanted a good base on which to support allll of the language that I'm going to learn once I'm actually in training.&lt;br /&gt;But all in all, I'm actually quite surprised by how much I enjoy the language and I'm definitely less intimidated now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; color: rgb(51, 102, 255); font-weight: bold;"&gt;*sigh*&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wow...its just weird that I've begun learning Romanian; it just makes it all so very very real now. Its one of those moments where it feels like everything slows down and I'm somehow able to look at myself and say: &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;I'm learning Romanian. I'm learning Romanian because I'm moving there in 5 months. I'm moving to Romania in 5 months and I'll be there for 27 months. Damn. Am I ready for this???&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well OK, gotta hit the hay-- I start my new job as a preschool teacher tomorrow so I gotta get my rest!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;Noapte&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="color: rgb(102, 0, 204);"&gt;buna&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt; (that's 'good night' in Romanian!!!!)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-5987388389206370724?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/01/learning-romanian-day-1.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-8356764186020508728</guid><pubDate>Tue, 08 Jan 2008 01:43:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2008-01-07T20:53:51.742-05:00</atom:updated><title>Facebook has world domination</title><description>&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok so, I know that facebook is teaching young children how to become stalkers one newsfeed/relationship status update at a time and I also know that facebook might be more addictive than crack cocaine but I really &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;REALLY&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; did not want to admit that facebook is also taking over the world. And by "taking over" what I really mean to say is "has already taken over". The friggin debates the other night were sponsored by facebook.  You can rent an apt., buy furniture for said apt. and get a roommate for said apt. all on facebook. You can meet your spouse on facebook and then invite people to the wedding on facebook.....I mean the list truly does go on and on.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;And now, when I'm so desperately searching for people who are heading to EE(eastern europe, get with the lingo, ok lol) and for people who are going to &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Romania&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; with the same group as me, I come to find out that they've all been secretly discussing miscellaneous Peace Corps topics on mother f*%#!@* facebook!!!! So what did I do when I realized that all of this was going on without my knowledge, you ask? Well.... well.... well I joined all the Peace Corps groups. hahaha I mean, I didn't want to be left out!! People were talking about departure dates and what to pack and all that stuff that seems to ridiculously important to me at the moment. So yes, I gave in and am now an active participant in facebook's world domination. But oh well! It's gonna help me get in touch with people who'll be with me on the other side of the earth come May.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, that is all. I'm done ranting. Thank you for your time.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-8356764186020508728?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2008/01/facebook-has-world-domination.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-1096299337587348660</guid><pubDate>Sun, 30 Dec 2007 01:51:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-29T21:00:55.848-05:00</atom:updated><title>Last NYE in USA</title><description>&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;Ok, so I know that this is not necessarily my &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;LAST&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt; New year's in the states but there is a very very very good chance that this time next year I'll be kickin it in Europe and not here. My family keeps saying they'll find a way to get me home for the holidays during my service but, I think that I'd like to spend at least one of my winters of service in my country of service.... but anywho, I'm excited to be going to NYC tomorrow to hang with my bro and to ring in the new year with &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;style&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt; haha. That way, just incase it is the last NYE I spend in the states for a while, it's guaranteed to be a good one. I'll probably post pictures either while I'm there or when I get back.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color: rgb(255, 204, 0); font-weight: bold; font-style: italic; font-family: trebuchet ms;font-size:100%;" &gt;Either way I wish you all a safe, happy new year.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: trebuchet ms;"&gt;besos!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-1096299337587348660?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2007/12/last-nye-in-usa.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-5021809206048711920</guid><pubDate>Fri, 21 Dec 2007 04:06:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-20T23:15:48.534-05:00</atom:updated><title>Aspiration Statement</title><description>&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;Yeah, so... like I said before: it felt stupid writing this because I cannot even begin to know what it will be like to be a volunteer.  It really is something so foreign to me... it feels like everything that I wrote is in some way foolish or naive ya know.... like looking back in your journal to see what you wrote when you were 14. Its like, at the time you truly believed what you were writing but now you realize it was totally naive. That's what I think it will be like to look back on my aspiration statement in 3 years. I'll probably laugh at myself and think, "that girl had &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;NO&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt; idea what she was getting herself into". but oh well, here it is nonetheless.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;A:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  I plan to use my previous classroom experience as a professional attribute during my service.  The leadership and communication skills that I was able to develop while teaching in the classroom will surely be beneficial in my new classroom experience during my service.  I also plan to use the organizational skills that I used both in the classroom and as a camp counselor during my service as well; those past experiences allowed me to learn how to adapt to many situations and use my creativity to the best of my ability.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;B:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  In order to help host country partners meet their expressed needs I would first listen to exactly what it is they want or need and then figure out how these desires would positively (and/or negatively) affect their community.  After clearly defining the needs of the hosts, I would do my best to  work with them and initiate a way to get their ideas off the ground; I think that because there will probably be a language divide, it will be very important to make sure that all the needs and wants of the host country partners are clearly explained and established before any big moves or decisions are made. This is vital to assuring that the end result of a project/task will actually be what they needed in the first place.  With that said, it is extremely important that listen to people and try to understand their situation.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;C&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;:  I think that the main strategy that I will have for adapting to a new culture will be to learn the history behind why/when certain things are/are not done in the country.  Understanding why people do certain things is one of the best ways to appreciate why it is they do the things they do; and this understanding can come from learning the history behind cultural customs.  With respect to my own culture, I will focus on how important and special my culture is to me and just think about how important their own culture must be to them.  Another strategy I have is that I will do my best not to take any situation or opportunity for granted; when offered a food that I’ve never heard of before or invited to do something I’ve never done before I will always remind myself that what I am doing is something that many people will never have the chance to do or see.  Hopefully that attitude will help me to actively participate in my new culture and community and thereby help me to adapt easily.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;D:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  The most important skill that I believe I can learn during my pre-service training is the language!  I just feel that when it comes to truly helping people and giving them what they need, it is imperative that nothing gets lost in translation.  Communication is key in all relationships in life and this is no more evident than in the relationship between a volunteer and the community in which he/she works.  Along with language I hope to gain knowledge about the political climate of the country as well as its societal norms and taboos.   Having a well rounded understanding of my future community and project will help me to make prudent decisions, both personal and professional, during my service.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;E:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'trebuchet ms';"&gt;  I think that the Peace Corps will influence the way I do business in my life; not only will it affect the way in which I do business in professional relationships but it will also affect how I do business in personal relationships.  I think that the way that I look at the world will be different and that I will have much more drive and confidence to change the things that I believe are wrong or unfair.  I think that after my service I will have a much better idea of what career path I want to take.  As far as personal aspirations are concerned, I am sure that the way in which I spend my money, my time and my efforts will be greatly influenced by my experiences as a Peace Corps  Volunteer.  To put it plainly, I hope that after my service, I come out a stronger, smarter, more grateful human being in all aspects of my life.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-5021809206048711920?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2007/12/aspiration-statement.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-2676673032966523814</guid><pubDate>Wed, 19 Dec 2007 23:45:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-19T18:49:37.196-05:00</atom:updated><title>Procrastination!!</title><description>&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;AGGHHHH!!!! i am procrastinating sooo badly!!!!&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; I really need to get it together and finish my friggin aspiration statement...i've only been working on it for like two weeks, no big deal haha.  They shoulda never told me that I didn't have to adhere to the 10 day deadline thing since i'm not leaving for like 5 months! Because now i'm just bein ridiculous!! I guess old habits die hard....but this ain't some college English class this is like, uh.... &lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; MUY IMPORTANTE&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;so hopefully you will see my aspiration statement up here soon. it just feels so hard to write cuz i feel stupid writing it. like, who wants to sit and type pages about how useful their skills are and how theyplan to deal with a situation which they've never before in their lives dealt with??!? uh....yeah its a bit on the difficult side.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;but i gotta run to Bible study ya'll so i'll catch ya later! and the aspirations will be complete!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besos!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-2676673032966523814?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2007/12/procrastination.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item><item><guid isPermaLink='false'>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-8419279550943445491.post-2493735332483906773</guid><pubDate>Sun, 02 Dec 2007 22:19:00 +0000</pubDate><atom:updated>2007-12-02T17:46:04.644-05:00</atom:updated><title>.::Photos::.</title><description>Ok, so posting pictures on this blog is proving to be a royal pain in the ass but I finally figured out to put a link to my pictures in the sidebar on the right of my page. So, if you look to the right you'll see the link "Monica's Photo Gallery" and just click that and there ya go! My pics! haha&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well that's all I wanted to say for now. I said I'd post the reaction pics that my mom took when i got my invitation so I wanted to make sure I posted them ASAP.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;have a blessed sunday!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;besos!&lt;br /&gt;monica&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/8419279550943445491-2493735332483906773?l=odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</description><link>http://odysseyacrossthesea.blogspot.com/2007/12/photos.html</link><author>noreply@blogger.com (Monica Marie)</author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></item></channel></rss>