The
exploration of a new city is one of my favourite things to do. The sights, the smells, the delicious state
of unknown. Although we haven’t been
teaching a ton of hours, there is
nothing boring about not working. Last
Tuesday, Joe and I attended a conference given by Oxford University Press about
the books and how to teach. This turned
out to be a sales pitch, so we payed fairly little attention- and even less
attention when the second session was given in Turkey. Instead we passed the notepad back and forth,
jaunting down thoughts that passed and conversing that way. The flashbacks to communicating that way with
friends during church sermons came rushing back. It was given at the Hilton Hotel- new in
town- but with a fabulous seating area on the 18th floor overlooking
the entirety of Malatya. Dinner
afterwards was quite tasty, but, despite being in a room full of English
teachers, there were precious few people to talk to. Tea afterwards was served on the 18th
floor, and despite being bombarded by a woman wondering what kind of English
books were good to recommend for children (it’s been a long time since I read
children’s books) that was a bit odd, it was quite pleasant. One of our bosses drove us home afterwards
and I think it was the first time we were in bed past 9pm since we arrived.
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The main mosque in the center of town. The third pillar is incomplete becauses the architect died before it was completed. |
We
started actual classes on Saturday, and for the most part it was a lot of
fun. Turkish students are friendly, if a
bit shy to start, and their levels are considerably lower than I was expecting,
but that’s easy enough to adjust to. One
of my students told me Taylor Swift was her idol: I didn’t know how to
respond. It’s fun getting back into the
swing of it, although the system is once again different than I am used
to. The Turkish teachers teach the majority
of the books, and we go in to each class for one hour a day (of the three or
four) and teach a section of the book, that comprises of vocabulary, speaking
and ‘everyday English’- a hard sell when they don’t need to use English every
day, but alas. It means that we have no
say in how the grammar is presented, and although there is communication with
the teacher, I am still figuring out how best to use my time for the benefit of
the students. It may yet take a few more
weeks until I can determine this: for now I will do as I’m told.
The second President of Turkey. From Malatya. |
Other
than last minute lesson planning (I received my schedule for the weekend of
Friday for fourteen hours worth of lessons, and my weekly schedule on Monday-
if this continues there will be a discussion) I have been spending my time
exploring Malatya. The weather has
cooled down a bit (particularly in the evenings) and it has been lots of
fun. I found these old stone things on
one of my expeditions (they turned out to be Turkish baths from the Ottoman
Empire) and have loved the feel of exploring a city with so much
character. Onder took us on a mini tour
today to help us buy tickets for our upcoming trip to Istanbul, and then showed
us around the open air markets where the vegetables are aligned in the
brightest colours, and the smell of the fish market makes you feel like you
have already eaten it. Goat’s heads hang
from wires and everywhere the vendors are yelling at you to come and buy their
delicacies. Joe and I discovered a
fantastic kebab restaurant, and we tried ayran
(a yogurt drink that has been watered down- I would not recommend it.) We haven’t been doing too much cooking other
than breakfast, as the late lunch we have (of a donair, typically) is the most
filling food I have ever experience and will fill you up for more hours than
there are in an evening. I love learning
Turkish, although I do find their verbs quite challenging to get the hang of
thus far.
One of the many drinking fountains in Malatya. It is good to drink tap water again. |
Hehe Emily bought Ayran in mistake for Milk this week - my cereal didn't taste so good!
ReplyDeletehaha I bet. That stuff is gnarly!
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