Saturday, August 29, 2009
No Internet!
Speaking of school, tomorrow we've got an hour meet-and-greet with parents and students! Unfortunately, the parents or the teachers still don't know which kids are in which class. ASK is a private school, and all students have to pass admissions testing. And for whatever reason some parents like to wait till the last minute to bring there kids in to do that. So...that number of having 17 students in my class like I said before will definitely rise until all the student testing is complete.
(It's weird...this keyboard I'm using has english and Arabic characters on it!)
Today we took our final scheduled shopping trip to one of the big malls around here. Unfortunaltely is was scheduled for the morning...which means if you didn't eat anything before you left, you wouldn't eat for awhile. We had some bus/flatbed issues so we were all stuck in the mall for an extra hour and a half - 25 teachers with full carts loitering in the mall, hungry and thristy. A few of us were sitting on the floor against the wall and one of the "mall guards" told us we had to stand up! We all looked around confused, assuming that maybe it was a Ramadan thing or something. Alright it's getting late...I need to call a cab home and practice by bargaining skills. :)
Wednesday, August 26, 2009
Getting Ready for Sept. 1st
Here's a couple panoramic shots of my new classroom! Click on in it to see it full size. It's a little small, and obviously bare at this point, but my awesome mentor was able to leave a ton of teacher supplies for me to pick and choose from. Tomorrow I want to get some welcoming furniture for a little pseudo-reading nook.
Monday, August 24, 2009
Some Initial Impression on Kuwait
I heard that Kuwait is “1st world country run my 3rd world people.” I don’t really know how true that is, but I do know that Kuwait is a wealthy country. And I do know that Kuwaitis have a reputation of being somewhat lazy and doing half-assed jobs on certain projects. (There was an electrical fire in our apartment because some wires were connected incorrectly. And for some reason there are rusted nails sticking out of the wall in my bathroom. I could go on but I want to save my energy.)
There’s also a definite class system hear. Manual labor is reserved for the bottom rung: Bangladeshis, Filipinos, Indians…(Another teacher said that others see me in public and probably think, “who does he doing work for?”) So I try to take every advantage of speaking up in public so they know I’m from America.
It’s only been a few days, but as time goes on I’m hoping to try and get more immersed with the culture. Since Kuwait imports so many of their products, has so many Western stores and restaurants (Starbucks, Ruby Tuesdays, Johnny Rockets, Ikea, etc.) and since it’s quite easy to spend a majority of one’s time with other Western teachers and faculty, one can easily avoid a significant integration into the Kuwaiti culture. But…I guess that could be good or bad.