Sunday, August 7, 2016

Mingalaba to Myanmar, and Goodbye to Ms. Britton

Mingalaba! That's the first word I learned in Myanmar (it means "Hello"). Initially I thought this post would be all about the sites around Yangon because we had New Teacher Orientation, and it was jam-packed with events. After experiencing the whirlwind of orientation and teacher planning week, my plans have changed. It was all a bit overwhelming, and I am still learning many things everyday here. So instead, I will introduce you to my new home and school! (Warning: Lots of shop talk toward the end of this post. Also, there will be lots of exclamation points because I am in LOVE with this new chapter in my life!) 

As for the explanation for the second half of the title of this post, I will no longer be going by Ms. Britton. At this school, teachers are allowed to choose whether they will go by their first name or their surname. Others are fairly split on their choices, so I gave it some thought. I am grateful for my previous positions and the experiences that they brought me, but I decided to change things up for my new experience. Therefore at this school, my students will be calling me Ms. Stefanie. It will take some time to get used to, but I'm actually very excited for the change!

This door makes me smile every time I walk up to it. Shoutout to Brenda Faz for designing my fabulous letters!

When the car pulled up to my new place on the day I arrived in Yangon, my greeter (and amazing orientation guru!) said, "Welcome to The Palace!" I made some dumb joke about a palace, and he said, "No, that's the actual name of this place." He wasn't kidding. It has a golden gate and all. We even have a guard! Inside I wandered around - I think there are about eight rooms, each with a bathroom. It is huge, and I keep losing track when I go around to count. It ended up that each of the roommates chose a floor. Yes, that's right. There are three of us, and we are each living on our own floor of this house. Considering the fact that I have lived in tiny apartments in very big cities with outrageous rents, this is something very new to me. We also have a dining room, a living room, and a huge kitchen to share. Did I mention that housing is provided by my school, and it is only about a three minute walk to campus? 

Throughout our first several days here, we had many work meetings and many shopping trips. We were already provided with furniture, but I had to buy other things to make living more comfortable. It took most of the first week, but once I bought everything and was able to unpack, I was incredibly happy with my new home!

 
Furniture provided by my school. Backpack and fan provided by me.

The other part of my room. Most of the furniture was already here, 
but I bought the little (handmade!) rattan storage thing on the right.

I turned this rattan spice rack into a medicine cabinet for my bathroom.

My shower has a weird drain situation, but this curtain brings me a lot of joy. #iwillnevergrowup

There are a lot of mosquitos here, and on the first few nights I was getting eaten alive. I am mildly allergic to mosquito bites, so they were starting to drive me crazy. I bought a mosquito net and hung it in a weird way, so it sort of feels like I am waking up in a cocoon every morning. But it keeps those suckers away from me at night! I will put in a maintenance request to hang it properly, but I was waiting until the craziness of the beginning of the school year settles. A couple of other things that have come in handy in my new home life:

This bug zapper definitely changed my life (along with the mosquito net).

Veggie wash - diluted in a spray bottle

The water here is not safe to drink, and there are many pesticides used when raising fruits and vegetables. We have to wash everything in this veggie wash diluted in bottled water before eating it. So far, it has worked out well.

As I said before, we saw many new places during our New Teacher Orientation. I got sick from dinner on the second night here. I knew it was inevitable, but it definitely could have been a lot worse! We also were introduced to the true meaning of "monsoon season":

Going home after our work meeting... I am so happy that I bought rain shoes! 

My roomie Brighton totally embraced the experience.

I think my face sort of says it all here. I didn't think the water ACTUALLY
came as high as they said. But it definitely comes up to the knees. And I just
don't really want to think about what was IN that very high water... Good thing I 
got my shots! (Also, I screamed every time something touched my foot because I was
convinced that a snake was going to be there.)

As a part of our orientation, we learned a lot about culture shock. As a team, we decided to whole-heartedly embrace the honeymoon phase. I absolutely love my newbie group that came in. We have really bonded, and they are making my life so enjoyable here. Some of my favorite highlights from orientation week:

Taken at our local coffee shop. James is amazing, and his *delicious* coffee is 
only 1200 kyats (that's about $1 USD!)

This was my favorite lunch spot during orientation. They have food come around
on a conveyor belt, and you make it yourself. Delish! (they don't like you to take photos inside)

My obsession.

One of my favorite buildings in our neighborhood - it's near the local market just beyond campus

Example of some really beautiful local architecture (and yes, that is a KFC next door)

View from our rooftop dinner at Vista Bar.

I read a lot about Yangon and Myanmar before I came, but you can never really be fully prepared for new experiences. I am very pleasantly surprised at the beauty in this city. I had a different idea of what it would be like, and I am so happy to be here. One thing I read about was the climate. I knew I was moving here in the rainy season, and that it would be very hot. Coming from the Midwest, it's been quite an adjustment. I am slowly getting there. I even survived a run the other day! (I am easing into it, while my body adjusts to living in the humidity again.) Something else that I read about was the dogs in Yangon. There are many wild dogs living in the streets here (I learned about the rabies vaccine after I got here, and will be getting it shortly!). We have three neighborhood dogs that live on the street where the teacher apartments are, and they sort of keep the other dogs away from us. They are so sweet and everyone loves having them around. Ballsy even walked me home one night when I shared a cab home with someone in the teacher apartments! #gooddog

Survived my first run in 100% humidity AND I didn't get lost!

Meet Ballsy, Puppy, and Lady

Our whirlwind orientation was fantastic, and I've really loved getting to know the other new teachers in my group. Here is a selfie with some of my favorites outside a pagoda last weekend (we will go back for a more in-depth tour at a later date):

The Just Ok Club, minus a few members <3
I love the hot mess status of this photo!

View from the rooftop of my school. Our house ("The Palace") is the one with 
the blue roof closest to the school.

This seems like the perfect segue to explain my new school. On the first day of our orientation, we were doing the usual introductions. We had to tell our name, where we came from, what we are going to teach, and something significant about ourselves. I was all ready to tell about how I had lived in NYC and Chicago, two of the largest cities in the US. That's usually my thing. And then other people started talking. It felt like that scene in the movie Legally Blonde when they are all introducing themselves, and then it gets to Elle. One guy in my group has taught internationally for like 25 years and has lived all over the world. The married couple taught in Alaska for a year, and before coming abroad they decided they needed to see the US, so they took a 48-state roadtrip together. Another girl has been teaching about the same amount of time that I have, but has also lived all over the world. And then it got to me. And I stammered something about being excited to teach world drumming this year. (Since then, I have become much closer with this group, and they are very forgiving!)

I was already very excited for the opportunity to teach at this school. And the more the meeting went on, the more excited I became. Everything was so positive and supportive. When they talked about our observations, it went something like this: "We will come in and see you teach a couple of times, and then we'll do a few walk-throughs. At the end of the year we will give you a write-up so that we can try to give you tips to help you grow." I wanted to hug him, but I thought that might be weird. I was also elated to find out that we do not have to submit weekly lesson plans. I do have to submit unit plans, but it will be so much easier to find time to write those when I am not spending so many hours of my life commuting and writing weekly lesson plans!! 

Later in the week, they took us to the stationary store. We got a shopping cart, we piled all of the office supplies in it that we wanted, and then gave it to the cashier. The school paid for everything. Without question. I have boxes and boxes of paper clips and scissors in storage back in Florida because I have spent thousands of dollars over the years buying my own supplies out of pocket. I am already so spoiled here! 

We did have many meetings during the week, which is expected. Some of them were postponed so that teachers would have adequate time to set up our rooms. I am astounded. There is such a sense of community, positivity, and teamwork. I am trying not to dwell on the past, so I will just say this: I am very excited and positive about my new position and the potential for a great school year!

Our director impersonated Donald Trump and Hillary to deliver
the platforms for the coming school year. I was almost crying from laughter.

I found out that I have not one, but TWO rooms, one of which is like a Music Suite! The school is on two campuses (about a 5-minute walk down the street) - the 123 campus has grades Preschool-2, and the main campus has grades 3-12. Since I will be teaching grades 1-6, I am on both campuses. I am sharing a room with someone on the 123 campus, but the main campus room is all mine! Considering I spent two and a half of the last three years teaching on a cart (and later, out of a bag when the elevator broke down), words cannot describe the excitement I felt. Later, that excitement turned into feeling overwhelmed because setting up two classrooms is a LOT of work, but eventually it all came together.

Spelled correctly and everything! (Note: ROOMS. Plural.)

First, I'll introduce you to my room on the 123 Campus. My 1st and 2nd graders will be working here with me. It's obviously still a work-in-progress, but I'm very happy with its status for the first day of school! (This is the room that I am sharing with someone else. We each sort of decided to use one side of the room.)


My mini-Word Wall for my mini-campus.

Small space, but it's for my littles. (There are only about 13 in a class!)

Hopefully, you get the idea.

The small sampling of Orff instruments on this campus.

The rest of the instrument closet. (The largest instrument collection I've had at the initial start of a job!)

I love that both of my rooms have a mirror. I think it will do wonders for movement!

The main campus is where I will be teaching for the majority of the day. I am in love with this room. It was very difficult on the first day, trying to figure out how to maximize the space. I am very happy with the setup! We'll see how it works when I get my kiddos in there and really start using the space. I forgot to take a picture of the ceiling, which is a cool feature. There are colored squares on the ceiling of my classroom, so when I send students to work in groups, I can send them by color! So cool! I tried to capture the rest of the room, but it really is much better in person. 

Board for my Singing Wall and my mini-lessons. To the left, I'll display my 
learning objectives. To the right, I'll make a rhythm board (still in progress!).

My entire area for my mini-lessons. The blank whiteboard will be
used when I project things. You can kind of see the ceiling I was 
talking about. Not pictured: The bookshelf with rhythm instruments behind the whiteboard.

Also still in progress: I will post essential questions, enduring
understandings, and key vocabulary for each grade level on this board.
Above it, I have my expectations and procedures. Below, I will post
my participation rubrics after I talk through them with the kids this week.

My full-sized Movement Word Wall!

I'll use this area for movement. I love the mirror! 
Again, you can kind of see the colors on the ceiling.

My drumming and xylophone areas.

I have two carpets that are the same, so I set them up facing the same direction.
I can use this area in front of the xylophones to reteach or pull small groups if needed.
Otherwise, I'll use the board when modeling things for the xylophones, which are 
approximately in the spot where I snapped this photo.

On Friday, we had orientation. Most of my students walked through with their teacher. There were mixed reactions (the most common sentiment being that I'm really tall!). Overall, I think it is obvious that I am thrilled to be in this position and am excited to get started. I am quite nervous too; I have never replaced anyone before, and the woman I am replacing is adored by students and faculty. I am hoping the students grow to love me too. I am also nervous to teach two new grade levels, and generally a VERY different demographic than I am used to. I hope I can challenge these kids and make learning fun. And mostly, I hope we make great music this year! 

In my next post, I promise to bring more details from the actual city of Yangon. In the meantime, positive vibes are very welcome! 


Saturday, July 30, 2016

"Travel light my friend and enjoy life!"

I am writing this in an attempt to stay awake so I can try to get adjusted to the new time zone as quickly as possible, since I start new teacher orientation TOMORROW(!). If things seem a bit confusing or even delirious, please forgive the jet lag.

The title of this post was inspired by a Facebook post: “Travel light my friend and enjoy life!” When my friend Alberto wrote these words to wish me well on my adventure, I immediately said out loud, “I will!” Little did I know how true these words would ring. There was a bit of a fiasco with the movers who I hired to bring my stuff from Chicago to Jacksonville. Long story, short: I came to Yangon with MUCH less than I originally intended, most of which is brand new. Initially I was upset, but I think it’s very fitting for the newest chapter in the story of my life.

Bags packed and ready to go!

I left Jacksonville on Sunday, July 24th. My greatest concern on this journey – other than the length of the flight – was the process with my bags. I wasn’t sure if I would have to pick them up and transfer them at any point along the way, so when the man at JetBlue told me I would see them again at my final destination, I was incredibly relieved. I said goodbye to Mama Britton (aka I cried), and she told me how excited and proud she is, and how she can’t wait to come visit. (More tears.) As I walked through security, I felt a sense of deja vu I felt equal amounts of excitement and terror, just like I did when I left the same airport almost eight years ago to move to New York City. Maybe it was the fact that I was actually flying to NYC to connect for my overseas flight, but I think the feelings come from a place of happiness and doing exactly the right thing with my life right now.

Mama Britton and me

My flight left on time and went very smoothly, and we even arrived in New York early. Ordinarily this would make me very happy, but I already had a scheduled seven-hour layover at JFK. I think I was more concerned with this than I was about the 20-hour flight! It was not enough time to leave the airport and go into the city, so I took my time in Terminal 5, grabbing a $10 sandwich and reading over the outpouring of love from friends and family through texts, calls, and loving Facebook and instagram posts. I started to feel very sentimental, so I gathered my things and headed to Terminal 4 to catch my next flight.

I really do <3 

Trying to eat healthy before the endless amounts of airline food.

My plane to Singapore

  
Look... my legs have a tiny bit of space! Well done, JetBlue!

I finally boarded my Singapore Airlines flight and was absolutely blown away. I sprung for the extra legroom because of the length of time I would be spending on the flight (about 20 hours total). Probably one of the best purchases of my life:

Holy leg room, Batman!

As much as I travel, I do not do luxury travel. So this paragraph may seem silly or even a bit juvenile to some people, but that’s just me...

The stewardess passed out hot towels to everyone. I felt very much like Adam Sandler in the movie The Wedding Singer. I looked from the hot towel in my hand to the guy next to me and back again. I finally decided to copy what he did. It was quite nice, actually. (By my third leg of the trip, I was a pro!) Just when I thought things couldn’t get any better, I added my polka dot compression socks, a personal TV, and a (free!) glass of wine to the mix. I settled in and watched The Jungle Book while I ate my dinner of beef goulash and potatoes.

 
My setup for the long haul.

Oconomowoc friends will appreciate this: 
The roll was definitely the highlight of this meal! #passthebutter

Later in the flight, the stewardess brought around a “refreshment” of apricot crumble, yogurt, and tea. I was trying to stay awake as long as possible so that I could try to make the transition to the new time zone. I lasted most of the trip but ended up napping for the last two hours before we reached Frankfurt, Germany.

 
Yum! (especially for airline food...)

Originally, I thought we were staying on the plane, but we had to disembark during refueling and crew changes. I walked around the tiny corner of Terminal B to stretch legs yet avoid missing the flight. Therefore I could only snap this German sign - I feel weird photographing gate areas. I don't know why.

 
Leisure Zone in the Frankfurt airport. Unfortunately, that was the same 
position of my 20 hour fly, so I had to take a pass.

I sat in the same spot for the next and longest leg of the journey. I had new seatmates, who promptly took the overhead bin spaces I was using on the previous leg of the flight. I had to put my things about five or six rows back, so I ended up getting a bit bored because it was a pain to get up and down, crawl over people, and simply retrieve a little bit of chapstick or a book (for example). I noticed that everything on the screens and many packaged foods changed to French and German after we left Frankfurt (which makes complete sense). The cuisine also shifted from German cuisine to Asian-inspired dishes.

This leg of the journey was my longest. I planned to sleep toward the second part of the trip because that made the most sense for my new time zone. I took some melatonin to help me sleep. For the most part, it helped. I occasionally woke up to screaming babies or the slamming of bathroom doors, but I was able to fall back asleep. It started to feel a bit hopeless when I had about seven hours of the flight remaining, but I somehow convinced myself that if I slept for a good chunk of time, then I could tolerate the rest of the flight. This tactic seemed to work best. In the early morning hours (about 4:30 a.m. Singapore time), I received another hot towel and a very interesting breakfast.
  
I had to transfer planes in Singapore in order to get to the final leg of my journey. It took a moment to realize why things were “backwards,” and then I remembered that the British had many colonies in this part of the world.

Notice I'm walking on the left!

 
Highlights from the Singapore airport

I had a very short layover in Singapore. I had just enough time to wash my face and put my contacts back in before going through security one last time. I boarded my plane and left at 7:55 a.m. Singapore time, which is 12 hours ahead of Jacksonville and an hour and a half ahead of Yangon. My flight was short and smooth – about the time it would take to fly from Chicago to NYC when I went on weekend excursions. Mostly, I was happy to be done with my flights!

When I arrived in Yangon, I stopped to pick up my business visa. I probably looked ridiculous with the amount of papers I had in my hand (I was incredibly OVER-prepared), but everyone was incredibly polite to me. I got my visa, went through immigration and customs (I was relieved that my luggage made it!), and met with a teacher from my school who escorted me home. I will post more about it later, but just as a teaser, it’s nickname is The Palace. There were many rooms to choose from, but I chose one on the bottom floor because of a quote that is painted on the wall:

 
Is it possible that this was meant to be?

I did a lot of reading to try my best to prepare for this trip. For those of you who are planning to come visit me (yay!) or plan to travel anywhere else far away, here are some stats from my trek:

Things that I did that worked well for me
  • Singapore Airlines – highly recommended!
  • extra legroom on a long flight is definitely worth it (if you’re tall like me)
  • layers of clothes to easily adjust to temperature changes in airplanes and airports
  • inflatable neck pillow (space-saver yet comfortable)
  • ear plugs
  • compression socks (to aid in circulation while you sit for many hours)
  • toiletries to freshen up at each layover (soap to wash my face, toothbrush, etc.) -water bottle to refill at airports and plenty of chapstick/lotion – planes are dry places!
  • snacks (cut down on expenses, especially on layovers)


Things I will definitely do next time to make the trip even more comfortable:
  • fewer/shorter connections
  • some sort of eye mask to block the lights on the overnight flight
  • canvas bag or some sort of shoulder back (extra legroom meant no seatback in front of me, so I slept with my glasses case in my lap and my water bottle jammed in my back, and had nothing to read for a good stretch of time because of the seatbelt sign)
  • change of clothes


After about 24 hours of flying and more than 13 hours spent in airports, layovers, and plane changes, I am finally here! My feet have now touched 3 different continents for a total of 12 different countries (I do not count Singapore because I only saw the airport… SO FAR!). I’m a bit nauseous from all the airline food and the motion sickness, my head hurts, I am completely exhausted and generally feel like I’ve been hit by a bus, but I could not be happier :-)