When someone moves to another country, they are forced to awkwardly navigate their way through a foreign culture, stumble through the process of learning another language, and learn about local politics and government. While coming to understand another culture, it is natural to compare it to the one from which they came. What many do not realize (until their first trip back home) is how differently they will view their mother country after becoming used to another one. Of course, this concept is called reverse culture shock.
I tried writing this as a snappy facebook status, but it ended up being too much to fit into a reasonably-sized status.
Today, the school nurse was giving all 5th graders their Diphtheria Tetanus Toxoid vaccines. The girls had been given consent forms for their parents to sign on Sunday. We had prepared for it and they had bombarded me with questions about it, for a week. Even this morning when I had before-school duty, 5th graders swarmed me and asked me last-minute questions about the dreaded shot that included (I kid you not) “Is it true that people are sick for 10-14 days after getting the injection?” and “Will there be fire coming out of the needle?” I know you’re not supposed to laugh at kids’ questions to their face, but, hahahahah, I did.
Well it sure has been a while! School began September 6th, and life has been moving at a neck-breaking pace ever since.
There’s so much I’d like to say about the weather, the culture, the food, the people, the teaching, the parents, my students, the school, but it’s 10:30 on a Thursday (the Middle-eastern Friday) night and I’m too tired to go into all that. I just wanted to touch base and say that I’m still here, doing relatively well.