23.3.11
my loyal readers...
this past month has been a whirlwind. i'll start with a highlight: at the end of february, i went to the canary islands with a friend of mine. it was PERFECT. i went with my friend valerie, her sister, and their friend. they were all french, and it was certainly a cultural experience. they were wonderful women and i was happy to spend a week with them, and i was taught how to appreciate good wine, good cheese and fresh fish. while in the canaries, we stayed at a beautiful old hotel in las palmas, but we were able to travel to different parts of the island to see mountains, beaches, and even a small desert. even more, it was the week of Carnaval. one night there was a huge parade and everyone was dressed up, dancing and having a good time. it was fun. most importantly, it was good to have a change of scenery... palm trees and sun were a much welcomed change from the cold and windy streets of kosice.
besides the canary islands, i've been to some concerts, some parties, my friend stephanie visited and i found a new park in the city thanks to the help of my co-worker and friend misa. a typical day consists of waking up and enjoying a long breakfast, going to school, coming home and reading, watching a few episodes of Mad Men, and then meeting friends in the evening. i cannot express how blessed i am to be here.
i'm realizing that my time is starting to come to an end. two people at school today asked me when i was leaving, and when i met my friends tonight we were discussing summer plans. when i think about leaving the only things i feel are fear and despair. let me explain why. on the most basic level: i live alone in a perfect flat, in the center of the city, with a great (and famous) landlord, and with a phenomenal view. i work with amazing people. i LOVE my co-workers. i have a great principal, great vice principal, great direct co-workers... and what's more, great students. i truly love going to school everyday. teaching makes me come alive and i am surrounded by the kindest, most supportive and most interesting people. AND i live in a great place. slovakia is a beautiful country with great people. there are mountains and breathtaking nature everywhere. and kosice is a perfect city. it's large but without the international/tourist market. it feels authentic, warm and welcoming... and it's simply wonderful and loaded with opportunities for culture.
on a bit of a deeper level: i've made great friends here. they are great people-- supportive, interesting, fun. but what's most important-- they want to do things! i have always found it frustrating at home that when i want to go out, or go on a trip, or meet for coffee, or go shopping, or go to a movie, or go on a walk... that i have to pull teeth to find someone to go with me. ok, ok... maybe it's me! maybe i'm horrible to spend time with. but this sense of community and engagement is one that i lack at home. i'm not saying it's distinctly american, but i will say there is a sense of belonging and activity that i've always longed for at home, but have mostly lacked. here i have it. and it is so, so precious.
and finally, most selfishly, i have been totally free here. i have truly felt like this is a year for me, and it has been such a gift. i have been allowed to grow and experiment and change... all without the heavy pressure from home. maybe it's a consequence of being finished with college, but i feel so light and free. i have hardly any responsibilities, and those i do have i can do with pleasure.
i know that all of these things are rare in life. and like all things which are gold, they cannot stay. i know that when i come home i need to start thinking about life: money, future, grad school... but for now i'm basking in the beauty and freedom i feel in slovakia.
until next time...
xo
anna
19.2.11
is it spring yet?
25.1.11
a good start to 2011
i'm not sure how many of you are still reading this; nonetheless, i will faithfully march on and continuing writing for anyone who cares :)
unfortunately, not a lot is new with me. a few weekends ago i went to visit my good friend, stephanie, in her "willage," tisovec. though it was a small city, it was so nice and so peaceful. we went out to dinner, ate brownies, watched 'arrested development,' and caught up. it was wonderful.
the following monday i judged the "English Olympics" for students in kosice. whew! it was a lot of work. i had to read two pages out loud, correct 3 different tests for twenty students, and give 2 oral exams to the same twenty students. needless to say, i was WORKED. i came home exhausted. tuesday, unsurprisingly, i was really sick. although i went to school and taught, it was pathetic... i more or less simply sat in front of my students and told them to have a conversation with each other in english. i could barely walk home in the afternoon, but as soon as i was there i sat. and sat. and slept. and ate oranges. before i knew it it was wednesday morning and i pulled myself out of bed and came to school, where i suffered through another day. what was worse, it was the week that grades were due.
normally the week where students receive grades is stressful on both students and teachers. however, i've never experienced this week as a teacher... let me tell you: i prefer being a student. it was hell. what is worse, many of my students tried to negotiate with me for better grades. for my young, empathetic self, this was really difficult. i've been building relationships with these students for months, and suddenly when i give them a "B" i have become their worst enemy. they viscously wanted "As," which i couldn't rightly give some students. without getting into too much detail, it was simply DRAMA at the school. my takeaway impression is extremely negative. i felt like the students disrespected me and completely shamed themselves, and it all left a horrible taste in my mouth. i hope it is a situation that i can learn a few lessons from and try to avoid next semester.
besides that, not much else is new. i went to a concert with my friend valerie (which was certainly a highlight of my month), and i've been watching a lot of "House" to cope with my less-than-healthy laziness.
i hope you all are enjoying this cold, dark month.
xo
anna
11.1.11
remember me?
11.12.10
quick update
21.11.10
busy. tired.
Friends, family, fans...
I am feeling sorry that it has been awhile since my last blog post.
Fortunately, it’s because I’ve been so busy! So last time I wrote, I had just returned from the High Tatras with my friends Thomas and Patrick. The week after was relatively uneventful. However, on Friday night I went to Kasarne Kulturpark to see a band from Switzerland. Kasarne is an old military building which is now being used to host cultural events, mostly in preparation for 2013, when Kosice will be the Cultural Capital of Europe for the year. The performace we saw was called Compagnie Drift-Black Peter, and they were so, so interesting. Rather than attempting (and likely failing) to describe them, here is a youtube video of their performance: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_KM7okqErt8
Then on Saturday, I went to Liptovsky Mikulas to meet my dear Fulbright friends, Katrina and Stephanie. Katrina lives in LM, so we saw her flat and a small portion of her life there. It was a good night, but I was so tired from the night before that I had to go home early. On Sunday, Katrina’s boyfriend, Palko, drove the three of us to Krakow, Poland for a ETA Teacher Training conference for Fulbright. The drive was absolutely beautiful. We drove through mountains, small villages… it was gorgeous. And fortunately, Palko was able to drive us. Otherwise, it would have been a nearly 11 hour journey because the train system to Krakow is so complicated.
The conference in Poland was OK. We met other ETA’s from Poland, Czech Republic, Bulgaria, Romania and Hungary. It was great to meet some new people, and we had a lot of fun together. The actual conference was only mediocre, so on Tuesday I skipped the sessions and went to Auschwitz. No one else wanted to come with me, so I went on my own. I was a bit nervous to go… whenever I think of the horrible, evil things that happened at these concentration camps, I almost feel sick that humans could behave in such a way to fellow humans. The whole trip there (about 1.5 hours), I was emotionally preparing myself for what I might see. However, when I got there, I was surprised how much of a “tourist attraction” it seemed to be. There were people getting their photos taken in front of the crematorium, groups of students making jokes… it seemed odd. However, when I found myself in a room alone, I started feeling really anxious. Also, there were some rooms where large groups of people were locked for weeks, left to starve to death. Those rooms, even with people around, were too difficult to really look at. There is something about seeing the physical reality of a place that is simply too overwhelming.
On Wednesday afternoon, as we were waiting for our driver, Palko, Katrina and I decided to get a piercing. We found a place, and they told us that their piercer would be there in ten minutes. So we waited, and suddenly a man came into the room… he was dressed in a black triangular skirt, a black button-up shirt, and big black shoes. His face was pierced everywhere. His eyebrows were shaved and femininely re-drawn. His ears had gauges that were likely 2 inches in diameter. His hair was bleach-blond and slicked pack. He had small, horn-ish implants in his forehead. And most scary of all, he was wearing contacts that made his whole eyes black, except for the irises, which were silver. He was as pale as a ghost, and his fingers were long and skinny… and his nails were also overgrown. I was scared. However, as soon as he started talking, I realized that he was incredibly nice, warm and friendly. Certainly, he was one of the strangest-looking people I’ve ever seen, but his charming personality somehow made his look seem normal… or at least appropriate. So, we trusted him and 30 minutes later, Katrina and I had new piercings. We stayed around and chatted for a little while, and they (his friends at the parlor), told us that he is a really famous piercer, and that we should feel lucky we had our piercings done by him. No big deal :-)

I returned to Kosice on Wednesday evening absolutely EXHAUSTED. I drug my body to school, and a few teachers even told me “you look so tired!” Always a nice thing to hear. But, I made it through the day, and through the week for that matter. Friday evening, I returned to Kasarne with some friends and we saw some Slovak bands perform, Plastic Swans and Swan Bride. They were interesting, at least. And certainly not horrible.
Saturday I met one of my students for a lesson, and then in the evening I met my dear friend Vesna. I am so happy to have met her. Spending time with her is so comfortable and natural that whenever I’m with her I almost feel like I’m home.
That’s all for now. Enjoy the rest of your weekend, and stay warm back in MN!
Love from SR,
anna
9.11.10
already november?


dear friends and family,