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Friday, July 25, 2008
leaving vilnius today. Picked Dom up at the airport yesterday. I took the bus there and a ticket cost 1.1 litas or abot 50 cents. When I arrived, I had a taxi arranged to pick me up and it cot 60Lt. Such a rip off for nervous tourists... I don't feel like a tourist anymore, but now I will be traveling around the country and the real research begins. I am speaking a little Lithuanian but I do not yet have enough words to get beyond some basic subjects. I met two wonderful book authors yesterday, and several of June's friends. I hope to have wifi access as we tour around so I can share the rest of the journey.
Thursday, July 24, 2008
i am sad
moving on
to the next phase of my journey
i am not ready
time moves forward
too soon
i will be home
but my heart will be here
is this jet lag
or something deeper?
the next two weeks
may ease the transition
or make it harder
today i will try
to find a way
to help my soul
change directions
moving on
to the next phase of my journey
i am not ready
time moves forward
too soon
i will be home
but my heart will be here
is this jet lag
or something deeper?
the next two weeks
may ease the transition
or make it harder
today i will try
to find a way
to help my soul
change directions
Wednesday, July 23, 2008
Yep, you read this right. I found a cute little post card flaunting a Lithuanian haiku while I was waiting for my latte in a coffee shop yesterday morning. Here is the Lithuanian poem by Tomas Sinickis with my, somewhat free, translation.
I showed it to some of my fellow students and said, "Uhoh, I'm in trouble." I heard someone mumble, "Me too" behind me.
I use the word pagan as a synonym for apostate, but that's not really what it means outside of a certain American mindset. Haiku is supposed to be about nature, and Lithuanian paganism has very strong ties to nature and the old ways are experiencing a kind of public revival in some parts of the country.
Christianity here is mostly of the Roman Catholic variety, although there are some Protestants and even a few evangelicals. From what I can tell they are nothing like American evangelicals. The Catholic church has too much power here and recently parliament passed a proclamation declaring that a family is a man, a woman, and their children. With a divorce rate above fifty percent and many single mothers, you can imagine that this has pissed off a lot of people, even if it hasn't pissed off Jesus.
The funny side of the story about Lithuanian Christianity is that there is a national holiday celebrating the day that Bruno of Querfurt, a Christian missionary, was bonked on the head and killed by the people in 1009, also the first time that Lithuania was mentioned in writing. Next year the country will be celebrating the 1000 year anniversary of these events.
When Mindaugas, the first and last king of Lithuania finally converted and had the country baptized in the thirteenth century, it was only so he could receive the crown which had to be delivered by the Pope. Although Lithuania has been a Catholic country ever since, and the people consider Catholicism to be part of the national identity and as such, something to be preserved and used to oppose the Soviet occupation, there is still a very strong undercurrent of paganism here and the old stories and myths are as strong in the daily psyche as the teachings of the church. It is quite amusing to me, and gives this poem a slight twist of irony, completely appropriate to haiku, that I believe was fully intended by the author.
Cross posted on Skepchick.
***
Pagonys stovi
virš bazilikos mano
Jėzus bus piktas.
***
Pagans are standing
all over my church
Jesus will be pissed.
***
I showed it to some of my fellow students and said, "Uhoh, I'm in trouble." I heard someone mumble, "Me too" behind me.
I use the word pagan as a synonym for apostate, but that's not really what it means outside of a certain American mindset. Haiku is supposed to be about nature, and Lithuanian paganism has very strong ties to nature and the old ways are experiencing a kind of public revival in some parts of the country.
Christianity here is mostly of the Roman Catholic variety, although there are some Protestants and even a few evangelicals. From what I can tell they are nothing like American evangelicals. The Catholic church has too much power here and recently parliament passed a proclamation declaring that a family is a man, a woman, and their children. With a divorce rate above fifty percent and many single mothers, you can imagine that this has pissed off a lot of people, even if it hasn't pissed off Jesus.
The funny side of the story about Lithuanian Christianity is that there is a national holiday celebrating the day that Bruno of Querfurt, a Christian missionary, was bonked on the head and killed by the people in 1009, also the first time that Lithuania was mentioned in writing. Next year the country will be celebrating the 1000 year anniversary of these events.
When Mindaugas, the first and last king of Lithuania finally converted and had the country baptized in the thirteenth century, it was only so he could receive the crown which had to be delivered by the Pope. Although Lithuania has been a Catholic country ever since, and the people consider Catholicism to be part of the national identity and as such, something to be preserved and used to oppose the Soviet occupation, there is still a very strong undercurrent of paganism here and the old stories and myths are as strong in the daily psyche as the teachings of the church. It is quite amusing to me, and gives this poem a slight twist of irony, completely appropriate to haiku, that I believe was fully intended by the author.
Cross posted on Skepchick.
Tuesday, July 22, 2008
I'll be writing more over the next few days, because classes are over. Even though I'll have a couple of research tasks, I should have some extra time until Dom gets here on Friday afternoon. But we took our exam at class today, we're getting together for beers tonight, and tomorrow we get our diplomas and have our farewell party. I am already sad because I live so far away and I've made a few wonderful few friends here, and have no idea when I will get to see them again. It's easy enough to catch a flight anywhere in the US or Canada for a weekend, but going to another continent requires more time and much more money. I wish I was rich enough to do anything I want at any time, but I am not and I do not expect to be rich at any time in the foreseeable future. The only saving grace is the internet! Without email and Skype it would also be expensive to keep in touch (by phone) or take and incredibly long time to exchange notes (by snail mail). To any of my new friends who have looked me up on the internet, I will miss you!
Sunday, July 20, 2008
So this has been a great trip, even though I tend to only blog on my down days when I've been feeling melancholy or just exhausted. I have learned more in 4 weeks than I had in the entire year leading up to my trip studying from books and CDs and a meeting a few times with a private tutor. Now that my skills are at a higher level -- although I am still a beginner -- having a tutor will be much more beneficial I think, because we can just speak to each other in Lithuanian instead of in English.
I do not want to let my Lithuanian language skills, slim though they may be at this point, atrophy when I get home. I am going to write one page a day in Lithuanian in my journal, meet with a tutor at least 3 times a month, attend some gatherings of the Lithuanian community in Colorado, and study an hour every day.
What that means, is that some of my other projects will go more slowly than planned. I'm currently of the frame of mind that says, "That's OK and I don't care what the consequences are." In a perhaps significant way, my priorities are changing on this trip, or perhaps becoming aligned with what they've been in my heart and mind for some time. Often I find that I say "yes" to too many projects that are not in line with my personal goals and desires, or that I think are in line with those goals but that turn out to be distractions.
It's not just that I want to learn the language for working on my book. It's all part of the experiences that I've been having for the past 10 years that I call "turning into myself"... this is something that's not showing up in my memoir and that is a huge problem. I am not sure what to do about that project. I definitely want to write it, but I think I may have rushed into preparing a proposal when an editor from a major publishing house emailed me earlier in the year. I'm not very happy with the depth (or lack thereof!) of the material I've written so far. I don't think it really cuts deep enough into the heart of the issues I want to discuss.
So here I am trying to figure out what I am going to spend my time on when I get home. Lithuanian language study is one of those things. I am not going to let anything else get in the way of my continued studies. I didn't finish the writing on two knitting books that I had wanted to complete before I left, so this may mean that I end up pissing some people off or getting into some kind of trouble because things take longer than I'd hoped. We'll see what happens. I'm not abandoning any of my projects, just reprioritizing them and making them fit together more comfortably. In the end, I think this means the end products will be better written and, I hope, more successful. (Hi Deb & Janet.)
OK, that's all I have time to write now. I have to do some bookkeeping because sales tax reports are due tomorrow in Colorado. TTYL.
I do not want to let my Lithuanian language skills, slim though they may be at this point, atrophy when I get home. I am going to write one page a day in Lithuanian in my journal, meet with a tutor at least 3 times a month, attend some gatherings of the Lithuanian community in Colorado, and study an hour every day.
What that means, is that some of my other projects will go more slowly than planned. I'm currently of the frame of mind that says, "That's OK and I don't care what the consequences are." In a perhaps significant way, my priorities are changing on this trip, or perhaps becoming aligned with what they've been in my heart and mind for some time. Often I find that I say "yes" to too many projects that are not in line with my personal goals and desires, or that I think are in line with those goals but that turn out to be distractions.
It's not just that I want to learn the language for working on my book. It's all part of the experiences that I've been having for the past 10 years that I call "turning into myself"... this is something that's not showing up in my memoir and that is a huge problem. I am not sure what to do about that project. I definitely want to write it, but I think I may have rushed into preparing a proposal when an editor from a major publishing house emailed me earlier in the year. I'm not very happy with the depth (or lack thereof!) of the material I've written so far. I don't think it really cuts deep enough into the heart of the issues I want to discuss.
So here I am trying to figure out what I am going to spend my time on when I get home. Lithuanian language study is one of those things. I am not going to let anything else get in the way of my continued studies. I didn't finish the writing on two knitting books that I had wanted to complete before I left, so this may mean that I end up pissing some people off or getting into some kind of trouble because things take longer than I'd hoped. We'll see what happens. I'm not abandoning any of my projects, just reprioritizing them and making them fit together more comfortably. In the end, I think this means the end products will be better written and, I hope, more successful. (Hi Deb & Janet.)
OK, that's all I have time to write now. I have to do some bookkeeping because sales tax reports are due tomorrow in Colorado. TTYL.
Thursday, July 17, 2008
In the last 24 hours, three people have told me, in so many words, that they didn't think I was really an American.
I wonder if that means I actually am quite unusual for an American or that they had been holding unwarranted stereotypes of Americans. I was born in America, and this is only the third time I have been out of the US in my entire life, and the first time was only a three-hour excursion to Tijuana. I must be an American.
I've never really tried to be normal, so it would not surprise me if I am substantially different that most Americans in many ways; but on the other hand, I do know quite a large number of Americans with whom I have very much in common, so I don't think I'm really a white crow.
I wonder if that means I actually am quite unusual for an American or that they had been holding unwarranted stereotypes of Americans. I was born in America, and this is only the third time I have been out of the US in my entire life, and the first time was only a three-hour excursion to Tijuana. I must be an American.
I've never really tried to be normal, so it would not surprise me if I am substantially different that most Americans in many ways; but on the other hand, I do know quite a large number of Americans with whom I have very much in common, so I don't think I'm really a white crow.
Sunday, July 13, 2008
I actually found someone else who likes strawberries in sour cream. Two people actually, one from Belarus and one from Ukraine. I really like the people from the countries all around here. And not just because they like the same weird foods that I do. Everyone is friendly, curious about people from other places, and just pleasant in general. I've invited all the students from other countries to come and stay with me if they want to visit the US. I hope at least a few take me up on the offer!
Sadly, the only crabby people I've seen around town and in the language classes are other Americans (only a few, most are very nice). One group at a restaurant was hassling the waitress so much, I think she started to cry. I left her a huge tip, even though I only ate a dish of ice cream.
Even the drunk people here are friendly. It's strange, because last year it seemed like no one wanted to talk to strangers, but this year it seems like everyone is very outgoing. Maybe it is because of the sunshine. Or maybe things are changing here. Or maybe the people from countries surrounding Lithuania are friendlier than Lithuanians and I can't tell the difference. I don't think I'll find out on this trip, but I do plan to keep coming back in the future.
I can't believe how quickly the time is going here, which is both good and bad. Only one more full week of school, and I haven't learned nearly enough. I do miss Dom a lot, so I'm glad he will be getting here soon. I miss my cats too, but they'll have to wait until I get back home. It's strange to be away from home by myself. I would like it better, I think, if I had an apartment so I could make it a little more homey. I do spend some time here -- I can't spend all of my time sitting at cafes and such, plus it's easier to have one set spot for getting online and answering email and doing work. The cafes here don't usually have any power for you to plug in your computer, which makes the free wifi pretty much useless unless you have a Mac with 4 hours of battery life!
Here are a few photos from Rumšiskes, an open air museum that shows what it was like to live in Lithuania in the 18th and 19th centuries. I'm just showing the spinning wheels and such. These are shown with flax set up to spin linen thread for weaving. Sorry these are a little dark. They came out better without a flash and I haven't done any correction to brighten them up on the computer yet.
I had a very quiet weekend. I went to cafes and parks and wrote and read and knitted. I bought two books. One is poetry in Lithuanian by an author we heard about in one of our culture lectures and the other book is historical stories and legends for children. I can read some parts of the children's book. I can recognize words in the poetry, but because syntax in poetry rarely follows what is used in colloquial speech, I may never really be able to understand that book. The author, Jurga Ivanauskaitė, has had some works translated in to English, so I will try to find those when I get home. I've only seen the Lithuanian versions in bookstores here. I was really fascinated with her story when we heard about her in the class. The instructor knew her (sadly, she died last year from cancer in her mid-forties).
So, sorry this is so rambly but I have to study so I'm just writing off the top of my head. Lots going on in my mind when I am here and I have thought about making some changes in the direction of my work and writing but we'll see how I feel after it all settles back down this fall and the trip is part of my past.
Sadly, the only crabby people I've seen around town and in the language classes are other Americans (only a few, most are very nice). One group at a restaurant was hassling the waitress so much, I think she started to cry. I left her a huge tip, even though I only ate a dish of ice cream.
Even the drunk people here are friendly. It's strange, because last year it seemed like no one wanted to talk to strangers, but this year it seems like everyone is very outgoing. Maybe it is because of the sunshine. Or maybe things are changing here. Or maybe the people from countries surrounding Lithuania are friendlier than Lithuanians and I can't tell the difference. I don't think I'll find out on this trip, but I do plan to keep coming back in the future.
I can't believe how quickly the time is going here, which is both good and bad. Only one more full week of school, and I haven't learned nearly enough. I do miss Dom a lot, so I'm glad he will be getting here soon. I miss my cats too, but they'll have to wait until I get back home. It's strange to be away from home by myself. I would like it better, I think, if I had an apartment so I could make it a little more homey. I do spend some time here -- I can't spend all of my time sitting at cafes and such, plus it's easier to have one set spot for getting online and answering email and doing work. The cafes here don't usually have any power for you to plug in your computer, which makes the free wifi pretty much useless unless you have a Mac with 4 hours of battery life!
Here are a few photos from Rumšiskes, an open air museum that shows what it was like to live in Lithuania in the 18th and 19th centuries. I'm just showing the spinning wheels and such. These are shown with flax set up to spin linen thread for weaving. Sorry these are a little dark. They came out better without a flash and I haven't done any correction to brighten them up on the computer yet.
I had a very quiet weekend. I went to cafes and parks and wrote and read and knitted. I bought two books. One is poetry in Lithuanian by an author we heard about in one of our culture lectures and the other book is historical stories and legends for children. I can read some parts of the children's book. I can recognize words in the poetry, but because syntax in poetry rarely follows what is used in colloquial speech, I may never really be able to understand that book. The author, Jurga Ivanauskaitė, has had some works translated in to English, so I will try to find those when I get home. I've only seen the Lithuanian versions in bookstores here. I was really fascinated with her story when we heard about her in the class. The instructor knew her (sadly, she died last year from cancer in her mid-forties).
So, sorry this is so rambly but I have to study so I'm just writing off the top of my head. Lots going on in my mind when I am here and I have thought about making some changes in the direction of my work and writing but we'll see how I feel after it all settles back down this fall and the trip is part of my past.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
no time to write until this weekend, but I didn't want to leave the blog hanging on a post called "feeling like shit".... feeling much better, studying, writing, wearing new comfy-cushy sneakers, eating tiramisu and pica (that's pizza in Lithuanian, the c sounds like ts)...ttyl
Tuesday, July 08, 2008
I felt like shit today. I want to go home. I miss Dom and my cats and my car and my shower and my kitchen and my.... well, everything. I went to lunch by myself and wrote for an hour, after which I felt much better. I am going to start writing an hour a day, probably before or after classes for the rest of the course, and I will continue writing an hour a day as I travel around the country after that doing my research. I think it keeps me sane.
Last week I went to lunch with Piotr, a guy in the class from Poland. He made me laugh when he said he admires me because I have the nerve to call myself a writer (we all had to say what we do in Lithuanian as one of the exercises in class). Piotr is also a writer, but he doesn't call himself one (yet). When does one become a writer? When one is published? When one writes every day? When one decides that writing is more important than other work? I think I'll ask Piotr if he wants to write with me every day. I really enjoy it when I have a writing partner, even though we just write and don't talk. Somehow it makes it seem more concrete writing with someone else.
Anyway, I skipped the lecture this afternoon and came back to the dorm, put my feet up because my ankles are swollen, drank a half a gallon of water, and did some studying. My brain feels like it's more in order now and I can continue with the rest of the course. Tomorrow is the end of the two-week program and half the students will leave. It will be very sad. It's amazing how attached you can become to people in just a couple of weeks. But we've all swapped emails so I hope we keep in touch. On the other hand, the classes will be much smaller and probably more intense with more opportunity to engage in Lithuanian conversations.
I'm going to sit in bed for the rest of the evening and study and maybe make some chamomile tea, write a bit more and maybe watch some TV. Tomorrow classes don't start until 10:30, so I can sleep in! I "accidentally" got up at 5:00 yesterday to go to Kernavė. I say accidentally because I planned to take the bus with Carmen and Vita. But then Rachel decided to come and she has car! (I really miss my car. Sorry Dom, I really miss you too!) So I went to the bus station and Carmen met me there because I don't have a phone, so no one could call me to tell me that we could drive ourselves. We decided not to take the bus, which only ran at 7:20AM for the holiday schedule, so we went out for breakfast and sat in a cafe drinking coffee until it was time to meet Rachel at our appointed pick-up spot.
Well, TTYL.
Last week I went to lunch with Piotr, a guy in the class from Poland. He made me laugh when he said he admires me because I have the nerve to call myself a writer (we all had to say what we do in Lithuanian as one of the exercises in class). Piotr is also a writer, but he doesn't call himself one (yet). When does one become a writer? When one is published? When one writes every day? When one decides that writing is more important than other work? I think I'll ask Piotr if he wants to write with me every day. I really enjoy it when I have a writing partner, even though we just write and don't talk. Somehow it makes it seem more concrete writing with someone else.
Anyway, I skipped the lecture this afternoon and came back to the dorm, put my feet up because my ankles are swollen, drank a half a gallon of water, and did some studying. My brain feels like it's more in order now and I can continue with the rest of the course. Tomorrow is the end of the two-week program and half the students will leave. It will be very sad. It's amazing how attached you can become to people in just a couple of weeks. But we've all swapped emails so I hope we keep in touch. On the other hand, the classes will be much smaller and probably more intense with more opportunity to engage in Lithuanian conversations.
I'm going to sit in bed for the rest of the evening and study and maybe make some chamomile tea, write a bit more and maybe watch some TV. Tomorrow classes don't start until 10:30, so I can sleep in! I "accidentally" got up at 5:00 yesterday to go to Kernavė. I say accidentally because I planned to take the bus with Carmen and Vita. But then Rachel decided to come and she has car! (I really miss my car. Sorry Dom, I really miss you too!) So I went to the bus station and Carmen met me there because I don't have a phone, so no one could call me to tell me that we could drive ourselves. We decided not to take the bus, which only ran at 7:20AM for the holiday schedule, so we went out for breakfast and sat in a cafe drinking coffee until it was time to meet Rachel at our appointed pick-up spot.
Well, TTYL.
Monday, July 07, 2008
I went to Rumšiškės and Kernavė this weekend. You can click on the following link to read about Rumšiškės in English.
What follows is a photo essay about fiber-related events at Kernavė;. What's a photo essay? Lots of pictures, little text. :-) Enjoy.
According to Wikipedia (and me), Kernavė, "a medieval capital of the Grand Duchy of Lithuania, today is a tourist and archeological village (with population of 318 as of 1999) in Širvintos district municipality in southeast Lithuania. A Lithuanian state cultural reserve was established in Kernavė in 2003."
Every year they hold a "Day of Living Archaeology" at the site during the holiday that celebrates the Coronation of King Mindaugas in 1251. This festival is similar to a Renaissance Faire in the United States, except that its purpose is to celebrate the history and pre-history of Lithuania and to educate people about life here in earlier times.
Here are some wonderful fiber-related things I saw today at this festival...
I went with my friends (left to right), Rachel from Germany, Carmen from Alaska, and Vita from Brazil.
At a demonstration of pottery making, there were several spindle whorls. (More on spinning below.)
Several women were making socks using a technique that created a thick fabric using a bone sewing needle. (In case you are wondering, this was not naalbinding.UPDATE 5/09: I think it was a form of naalbinding, just not the same stitch that looks like knitted fabric.)
Here are some sheep of a rare breed called the Lithuanian Coarse Wool sheep.
Their wool has a long staple with very little crimp and it comes in many different natural colors.
There was a wonderful display about natural dyes, with yarns and a selection of plants that were used to give many different colors. All of the plant names were listed in Lithuanian only. :-( In general, the people dyed wool and used linen in its natural color.
A young woman was spinning wool on one of the drop spindles I mentioned earlier. She spoke English and we chatted a bit about spinning. I don't know the Lithuanian words for these things.
The Lithuanians used to spin sheep's wool, dog fur, linen, hemp, and nettles.
You can see all of my photos from the trip in this album.
What follows is a photo essay about fiber-related events at Kernavė;. What's a photo essay? Lots of pictures, little text. :-) Enjoy.
According to Wikipedia (and me), Kernavė, "a medieval capital of the Grand Duchy of Lithuania, today is a tourist and archeological village (with population of 318 as of 1999) in Širvintos district municipality in southeast Lithuania. A Lithuanian state cultural reserve was established in Kernavė in 2003."
Every year they hold a "Day of Living Archaeology" at the site during the holiday that celebrates the Coronation of King Mindaugas in 1251. This festival is similar to a Renaissance Faire in the United States, except that its purpose is to celebrate the history and pre-history of Lithuania and to educate people about life here in earlier times.
Here are some wonderful fiber-related things I saw today at this festival...
I went with my friends (left to right), Rachel from Germany, Carmen from Alaska, and Vita from Brazil.
At a demonstration of pottery making, there were several spindle whorls. (More on spinning below.)
Several women were making socks using a technique that created a thick fabric using a bone sewing needle. (In case you are wondering, this was not naalbinding.UPDATE 5/09: I think it was a form of naalbinding, just not the same stitch that looks like knitted fabric.)
Here are some sheep of a rare breed called the Lithuanian Coarse Wool sheep.
Their wool has a long staple with very little crimp and it comes in many different natural colors.
There was a wonderful display about natural dyes, with yarns and a selection of plants that were used to give many different colors. All of the plant names were listed in Lithuanian only. :-( In general, the people dyed wool and used linen in its natural color.
A young woman was spinning wool on one of the drop spindles I mentioned earlier. She spoke English and we chatted a bit about spinning. I don't know the Lithuanian words for these things.
The Lithuanians used to spin sheep's wool, dog fur, linen, hemp, and nettles.
You can see all of my photos from the trip in this album.
Sunday, July 06, 2008
I did nothing today. I have pictures and info to post, but I can't make myself do it today. Dom said I really should be keeping a journal and he's right. I haven't been at all in the mood to write, but I am going to start tomorrow anyway. At least a few pages each day, and not to publish.
I will try to post something interesting tomorrow night. Right now, it looks like Sundays will be my day of rejuvenation, solitude, and laundry.
I will try to post something interesting tomorrow night. Right now, it looks like Sundays will be my day of rejuvenation, solitude, and laundry.
Thursday, July 03, 2008
I am dead tired. Lots of grammar today and no time to process it. I'm sitting in a cafe right now and after I post this, I will be making some tables to help myself organize everything I learned today. Then I will just sleep on it and hope it sinks in.
Someone asked me, "Just wondering how you are FEELing about being there, how the school stuff is, about your roommate and other students --??"
So that's what I will write about today. First, the school is great. The classes are intense but a good mix of grammar, conversation, reading and writing. I'm starting to understand a little bit of what I hear people around me saying, but I am very slow at getting words to form in my brain to speak. But I can have short conversations about mundane topics. I'll have to come back to the language school at least two more times, or spend 6-12 months here to be able to speak and relax at the same time. I am starting to think that I want to try to come to the language school again next summer, after I teach in England and Switzerland, but I will have to see how the money goes and I would not stay in the dorm again. I'd try to find a place really close to the university. But it's not just the classes that are great, the students are fantastic.
I think I mentioned that I've met people from (I hope I don't leave anyone out):
Latvia
Finland
The Netherlands
Brazil
Poland
Belarus
Ukraine
Russia
Mexico
England
Germany
Russia
America
and, of course, Lithuania
My roommate is from Latvia, as I mentioned before. She is very shy and quiet and spends a lot of the evening time studying. She's been to Vilnius before, so she knows a lot of different places to go for meals and entertainment as well. Many of the students are of Lithuanian descent and others are married to Lithuanians and/or are living in Lithuania. A couple of people are doing research projects.
I guess I am about in the middle of the age range in the language program. The youngest student I've met is 18, and there are several seniors with grey hair and grand children. Most everyone seems to think I am in my mid-thirties, which makes me feel very good, being that I am (in case you don't know) 46. Most of the students seem very happy and outgoing, but when we described how we see the people from our own countries in the class today, many people said their fellow citizens were sad, serious, or pessimistic. I hope we can do more talking about where we come from, because I know next to nothing about most of the countries of my classmates and I'm definitely interested in learning more. Reading books is one thing, but how much better to talk to someone who actually lives in a place? And eventually, the best way to learn about a place is to visit.
As a country, Lithuania is sad and many people are pessimists (I guess that's where I get it from). The economic situation, especially inflation, is very hard, especially on those people living and working outside of the city centers. Life is also very hard in the country. People like the choices they have now with capitalism but they say that many products were higher quality under communism because businesses weren't trying to be cheap to make a profit. It's interesting to talk to people about how things have changed here in the last 20 years. Lithuanians, I've been told, hate Russia but love Russian people. At the end of one of our lectures, we were told, "Anyone who does not realize how dangerous Russia is, is stupid." Of course there's a lot more to life than that, and it's most interesting shopping for groceries and sundries and visiting places that are outside of the main tourist zone. Next week, I plan to go to the mall and the movie theater.
What really makes me sad is that the Lithuanians (and so many other people in countries around here), have been under constant oppression and stress for the majority of the twentieth century and even longer in many cases. I hope being in NATO and the EU helps Lithuania remain free and at the same time to achieve a greater prosperity for her people. Meeting people from so many other Eastern European countries makes me want to travel more in the area. Today we had to give our impressions of people from all of the different countries in the class and someone from Belarus said that Americans are, most importantly, free. It's hard not to take that for granted.
Well, that's enough for now. I'm going to go for a walk outside and later tonight I have coffee with a Lithuanian friend from Colorado. Mostly I am having fun.
Someone asked me, "Just wondering how you are FEELing about being there, how the school stuff is, about your roommate and other students --??"
So that's what I will write about today. First, the school is great. The classes are intense but a good mix of grammar, conversation, reading and writing. I'm starting to understand a little bit of what I hear people around me saying, but I am very slow at getting words to form in my brain to speak. But I can have short conversations about mundane topics. I'll have to come back to the language school at least two more times, or spend 6-12 months here to be able to speak and relax at the same time. I am starting to think that I want to try to come to the language school again next summer, after I teach in England and Switzerland, but I will have to see how the money goes and I would not stay in the dorm again. I'd try to find a place really close to the university. But it's not just the classes that are great, the students are fantastic.
I think I mentioned that I've met people from (I hope I don't leave anyone out):
Latvia
Finland
The Netherlands
Brazil
Poland
Belarus
Ukraine
Russia
Mexico
England
Germany
Russia
America
and, of course, Lithuania
My roommate is from Latvia, as I mentioned before. She is very shy and quiet and spends a lot of the evening time studying. She's been to Vilnius before, so she knows a lot of different places to go for meals and entertainment as well. Many of the students are of Lithuanian descent and others are married to Lithuanians and/or are living in Lithuania. A couple of people are doing research projects.
I guess I am about in the middle of the age range in the language program. The youngest student I've met is 18, and there are several seniors with grey hair and grand children. Most everyone seems to think I am in my mid-thirties, which makes me feel very good, being that I am (in case you don't know) 46. Most of the students seem very happy and outgoing, but when we described how we see the people from our own countries in the class today, many people said their fellow citizens were sad, serious, or pessimistic. I hope we can do more talking about where we come from, because I know next to nothing about most of the countries of my classmates and I'm definitely interested in learning more. Reading books is one thing, but how much better to talk to someone who actually lives in a place? And eventually, the best way to learn about a place is to visit.
As a country, Lithuania is sad and many people are pessimists (I guess that's where I get it from). The economic situation, especially inflation, is very hard, especially on those people living and working outside of the city centers. Life is also very hard in the country. People like the choices they have now with capitalism but they say that many products were higher quality under communism because businesses weren't trying to be cheap to make a profit. It's interesting to talk to people about how things have changed here in the last 20 years. Lithuanians, I've been told, hate Russia but love Russian people. At the end of one of our lectures, we were told, "Anyone who does not realize how dangerous Russia is, is stupid." Of course there's a lot more to life than that, and it's most interesting shopping for groceries and sundries and visiting places that are outside of the main tourist zone. Next week, I plan to go to the mall and the movie theater.
What really makes me sad is that the Lithuanians (and so many other people in countries around here), have been under constant oppression and stress for the majority of the twentieth century and even longer in many cases. I hope being in NATO and the EU helps Lithuania remain free and at the same time to achieve a greater prosperity for her people. Meeting people from so many other Eastern European countries makes me want to travel more in the area. Today we had to give our impressions of people from all of the different countries in the class and someone from Belarus said that Americans are, most importantly, free. It's hard not to take that for granted.
Well, that's enough for now. I'm going to go for a walk outside and later tonight I have coffee with a Lithuanian friend from Colorado. Mostly I am having fun.
Wednesday, July 02, 2008
... for not carrying my camera with me every day!
I missed the chance to get some great shots of people dressed in the traditional costume of Lithuania and many other countries. The festival I mentioned yesterday is going on all week. It is the Baltica International Folklore Festival. There are free concerts every day, and today there was a parade with all of the performers going down the main street in the city center (Gedimino prospektas).
I also went to the Genocide Museum today. It is in an old KGB prison. They allowed photos but I wouldn't want to take them anyway. It is quite depressing, but a place I think every visitor to Vilnius should go to. I'm not sure I have enough stamina to go to the Holocaust Museum on the same trip. Sadly, in a small way it made me think of America and another student asked me if I thought Guantanamo Bay would ever be made into a museum like this. There was information about how the Soviets claimed they did not use torture and how they secretly and illegally spied on Soviet citizens. I know the US is very far from the depravity of the USSR, but we should not kid ourselves into thinking we could never end up in such a bad place. It can happen anywhere and it is the responsibility of the individual citizens, particularly in a free democracy, to make sure that does not happen. Lately we have been doing a really shitty job. Sorry for the downer in the middle of a wonderful trip, but being here makes it very apparent how incredibly important these issues are.
The weather was absolutely beautiful, so I played hooky from my work obligations and spent the rest of the afternoon sitting at an outdoor cafe eating ice cream and doing my homework.
Here are the weekend plans, and I promise to bring my camera!
Saturday: Rumšiškės, an open air museum that has recreations of many different historical sites around Lithuania. It's like a mini-Lithuania.
Sunday: Baltica Festival concerts and demonstrations of crafts and national cuisine.
Monday (a holiday here): Kernavė for the Days of Live Archaeology.
I missed the chance to get some great shots of people dressed in the traditional costume of Lithuania and many other countries. The festival I mentioned yesterday is going on all week. It is the Baltica International Folklore Festival. There are free concerts every day, and today there was a parade with all of the performers going down the main street in the city center (Gedimino prospektas).
I also went to the Genocide Museum today. It is in an old KGB prison. They allowed photos but I wouldn't want to take them anyway. It is quite depressing, but a place I think every visitor to Vilnius should go to. I'm not sure I have enough stamina to go to the Holocaust Museum on the same trip. Sadly, in a small way it made me think of America and another student asked me if I thought Guantanamo Bay would ever be made into a museum like this. There was information about how the Soviets claimed they did not use torture and how they secretly and illegally spied on Soviet citizens. I know the US is very far from the depravity of the USSR, but we should not kid ourselves into thinking we could never end up in such a bad place. It can happen anywhere and it is the responsibility of the individual citizens, particularly in a free democracy, to make sure that does not happen. Lately we have been doing a really shitty job. Sorry for the downer in the middle of a wonderful trip, but being here makes it very apparent how incredibly important these issues are.
The weather was absolutely beautiful, so I played hooky from my work obligations and spent the rest of the afternoon sitting at an outdoor cafe eating ice cream and doing my homework.
Here are the weekend plans, and I promise to bring my camera!
Saturday: Rumšiškės, an open air museum that has recreations of many different historical sites around Lithuania. It's like a mini-Lithuania.
Sunday: Baltica Festival concerts and demonstrations of crafts and national cuisine.
Monday (a holiday here): Kernavė for the Days of Live Archaeology.
Tuesday, July 01, 2008
Today, after classes, I went to the Anastazijos ir Antano Tamošaičių galerija „Židinys“. for the opening ceremonies of a folklore festival. I didn't understand much of what was said, but the event was held in a wonderful gallery, and I even got to spin a bit on a drop spindle while I was there!
Anastazija and Antanas Tamošaitis were Lithuanian artists who also lived in Canada. They did weavings, tapestries, spinning, and they also reproduced many Lithuanian National Costumes, which was the subject of my favorite of their books.
They were also book authors. I have several of their books and want several more. One of their books, published in 1939, was in the museum at Trakai. It says Mezgimo -- Nėrimo Raštai as part of the title. That translates, more or less literally, Knitting -- Non-rhyming Writings. However that's not what it means. It seems to be a knitting term, possibly something like non-repeating patterns or such. I am going to try to find out before I come home, and I am going to try to find a copy of this book to buy or to somehow get a photocopy.
Oi, I don't want to write any more. I have to do my homework! :-)
I didn't bring my camera, but I should have time to go back tomorrow and get some photos. Alas, the singers won't be there!
Anastazija and Antanas Tamošaitis were Lithuanian artists who also lived in Canada. They did weavings, tapestries, spinning, and they also reproduced many Lithuanian National Costumes, which was the subject of my favorite of their books.
They were also book authors. I have several of their books and want several more. One of their books, published in 1939, was in the museum at Trakai. It says Mezgimo -- Nėrimo Raštai as part of the title. That translates, more or less literally, Knitting -- Non-rhyming Writings. However that's not what it means. It seems to be a knitting term, possibly something like non-repeating patterns or such. I am going to try to find out before I come home, and I am going to try to find a copy of this book to buy or to somehow get a photocopy.
Oi, I don't want to write any more. I have to do my homework! :-)
I didn't bring my camera, but I should have time to go back tomorrow and get some photos. Alas, the singers won't be there!
