I have too much
to write about in Astana, Kazakshtan. So putting up photos is the easiest thing to do and besides I’m having fun with the “Where’s Walda?” theme. The Kazakh girl who did this didn’t even know such a book series exists in the U.S. Where’s Waldo? is about a funny guy with glasses and a red stocking hat and a striped shirt who is very difficult to find in a crowd of people. My nephew and I would devour the “Where’s Waldo?” books to not only find Waldo but even smaller objects. If I find an example, I’ll put in tomorrow’s post. Check out yesterday’s photos.
Posts tagged Charity Bazaar
Where’s Walda at the annual Charity Bazaar?
Silent Taxi Driver and “Where’s Walda?”
Today, I had our other regular taxi driver, Yerik, shout after me to take his taxi or so I thought when I was about to wave down a gypsy cab to go to work. (see yesterday’s blog) Apparently Yerik and Yaheya are friends because Yerik jumped out of Yaheya’s car and indicated I should go with Yaheya. Well, I thought this might be another talkative session going to work this morning, like yesterday, but he was silent today. Does Yaheya read my blog? OR do other people read it and let him know what a kick I get out of his monologue in Russian? Anyway, since I don’t have much to report (though there is a backload of many things I could write about but no time to do it), I’ll use photos I got from someone who was at last weekend’s Charity Bazaar. Apparently we made 8.6 million tenge in sales from all the booths and raffle tickets. That means charities around the Astana area will get a slice of the pie from about $58,500 total, if my math is correct. That’s a LOT of money in one day of selling!!! Where’s Walda?
GREAT TRUTHS (Part II)
A continuation of yesterday’s blog entry…What I don’t understand is that I’m being flattered by some of my Kazakh teaching colleagues to give talks which will ultimately help them look good in front of their Kazakh students. Yet at the same time some of these same flatterers will run to my boss and say that I’m not teaching according to the syllabus or something else they deem wrong. Words, words, words!!! Other things that have been said against me have trickled back to me. I must rise above the fray.
Yes, I’m being complimented left and right about how I can lead seminars and workshops for my Kazakh colleagues so these same teachers can passively sit back and take it in while I actively put the talks together. All the while trying to grade the rough draft papers that are supposed to hit my desk within this week and returned to my <100 students by the end of next week. (My numbers in my five classes have dwindled somewhat dramatically since I gave out some dismal midterm grades several weeks ago. I have an average of 16-17 showing up in each class that used to have 20 or more.)
Here is my schedule of speaking engagements and topics that I will deliver before the end of the semester:
Nov. 4, Today – AIWC (Almaty International Women’s Club)– “Violence against Women” with my MBA student from last semester presenting on what she found in our library’s electronic databases.
Nov. 11 Next Wed. – will lead 35 potential MATESOL students in a Computer Lab in a hands-on workshop “How to use electronic databases successfully” (Ebscohost, ProQuest, J-Stor)
Nov. 19 – talk to my Kazakh colleagues about the research I’ve done with my ESL, EFL and American students in the last 15-20 years regarding learning styles, multiple intelligence and temperament sorter inventories.
Nov. 24 – talk to these same Kazakh colleagues about the differences between student centered and teacher-centered paradigms
Dec. 1 – willing to talk to my writing teacher colleagues about student-centered learning and assessment.
But somewhere in all this, what is left of our fall semester, I am supposed to also help with Professional Development and explain to my Kazakh peers about the Internet sources I use, such as Thesis Statement Builder, Citation Builder, Ted.com, etc. I’m not sure where that will fit into my already packed schedule. I want to have these teachers go to the computer lab to learn this for themselves and USE it. I would rather teach them how to fish rather than give them the fish.
I didn’t mention that I am in the middle of assembling the 50+ wonderful and beautiful photos I got from my <100 students for a Photo contest that I’m sponsoring. We (I have four judges lined up) will present the winners at the AIWC Charity Bazaar at Miras School on Nov. 22. I also didn’t mention that I am in charge of the Book Stall at this bazaar where we hope to sell 1,000s of books, DVDs, CDs and other things at this event on Sunday to help raise money for orphans and pensioners. [BTW, for those who live in Almaty, I’m still taking donations of books, etc. to be sold at this special Sunday event.]
I guess all that I do is for charity and is volunteer work if you tabulate the extra hours that I put in as a teacher at my “westernized” university. Others know that I am doing front line battle with plagiarist students and also with lazy, unmotivated teacher colleagues who have job security while I don’t. Other foreigners and some of my teaching colleagues help me do battle in this great land of Kazakhstan. Yes, I’m flattered that I am so needed, yet this reverse flattery of not being wanted reminds me of what Ezekiel encountered:
“…do not be afraid of them nor be afraid of their words, though briers and thorns are with you and you dwell among scorpions; do not be afraid of their words or dismayed by their looks, though they are a rebellious house.” 2:6
Yes, I am needed but NOT wanted. I have no contract to teach next semester. Like I said, I have no job security, NONE!!!