Friday, September 7, 2012

Thai Tobtuan. English Comp 101, and Lots of Rain.

So much for writing more frequently. There's not much to report as the week roll by.  All that's news worthy is that Kyle broke our refrigarator by "defrosting" it with an hammer and a chisel. We'll have it back and fixed. . . in one week. In the meantime, life somehow seems refreshingly simple despite the inconvenience. Our first morning without a fridge, Genla and I were rousing Kyle about the incident.  "I think Kyle has some problem, never thinking before doing," Genla said with a long, loving laugh.


Actually, breakfast has turned into "Thai Tobtuan" (Thai language review). Each morning, Genla painstakingly goes through our Thai notebooks and quizes us. Both Kyle and I have to answer each and every question. It takes quite a while, but it's a lovely little ritual.

Now that we're half way through the semester, my papers are starting to be due. It's fun working on papers, much more so than going to class, which I have to say, leaves much to desired. Have I mentioned that each class is 3 hours long? And they're not seminar style. That's 3 hours  - minus a tea break - of straight lecture. I've started teaching English to the MA students after Gen Jamspal's Monday class. I'm really enjoying it. Mostly we've been working on composition. Everyone here *really* wants to learn English. I watch some of the monks who goof-off during other classes listen with rapt attention during English class.  I actually have a lot to say about English language and IBC's vision, so I'll save that for my next post.


                                                       The rains have started!




The rainy season, which runs from about July - October, was slow to get going this year, but it seems the rains have finally settled in, scattering showers much of the day.  The overcast sky provides a nice break from the heat, and the rains bring strong breezes. But it's not overcast all the time. Every so often the sun unexpectedly bursts through, chasing away the clouds and exposing a brilliant blue sky, which then again clouds over, and gives way to the most tremolutous down-pours imaginable. They don't last long, nor are they to be underestimated.





The grass is growing like wild-fire, and weather permitting, it will soon be time for us to ask our neighbor to cut our lawn, which he seems all to happy to do, with a sicle, for about $5.  To cut the grass by hand is about an 8 hour job.




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