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Day 2   (published in China)

May 23, 2015 by   Comments(4)

Yesterday I meet three of my four room mates, I am sharing one of the double rooms as we also have a male so he has the single room, the girls are really nice, the kitchen is very small though which is a change, also I had to get a medical exam and had the blood tests today, I am getting on really well there is another girl adopted from China and another Chinese girl but from HongKong, the girl I am sharing with is from California to be exact but she is half Chinese so we have a very Chinese feel to the appartment so far the only guy in our appartment is from Scottland so I am wondering what he is like, I am the youngest of all of us at just 18, the next oldest is one of the boys from the other appartment and he is from Sweedan and is really nice but very tall at 6.5ft (scary), then there are two of the girls in my appartment my roomate and the girl from HongKong they are 21 and then we have two 23year olds and that is the other adopted girl and the other guy from the appartment he lived in India and is Indian and moved with his family to Australia, the eldest is the only boy in our appartment he is in his 30's so thats going to be diffrent. We went out yesterday two of the girls from the appartment I am in and the two guys from the other we went to a little traditional area which was really nice and got to know the others a bit. At first it was stange but then we went to two clubs looking for work collegues of one of my roomates as she is interning at a law firm, it was really nice till I found out it was a smoke easy, also I was not suppost to eat after 9pm but was drinking bubble tea (yup thats right), so it was 9:39pm but I got my blood around 10am so it was fine. It was nice at the club but none of us realised how fancy it was. Today the others all went to go to ...

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Day 2http://www.mytripblog.org/pg/blog/BaoYin/read/392145/day-2
Day 2
 

Just got to see the apartment   (published in China)

May 22, 2015 by   Comments(6)

Ok so the plane arrived late and of couse I was not enjoying myself, wondering how far off the ground we were and if the pilots even knew where they were flying to. I then spent a lot of time at the passport/security check as they just asked me questions in Chinese well that went well, why don't you have a Chinese passport?? I was adopted at 18months old, why don't you speak Chinese as I went to a place where there were not many Chinese speakers and I didn't have lessons so no. Fun Fun Fun, had a shower and now eating lunch while writting a blog post.

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Just got to see the apartment
 

Mine sidste to uger   (published in Fiji)

May 22, 2015 by   Comments(0)

Bula :) 

Sidst jeg skrev havde jeg lige hoppet ud af et fly og lovede mig selv en uge med mindre aktion. Sidste uge var stille og rolig og jeg fik vist Philine lidt rundt i denarau og nadi :) vi har ligget på stranden ved smugglers cove og hygget os. Torsdag sagde vi farvel til en af de andre frivillige så vi spiste lækker middag på mamacita i denarau. 

Weekenden blev brugt på en tur til suva. Jeg kunne jo ikke forlade Fiji uden at have set hovedstaden! Så afsted gik det. Philine, Jean og Jeg tog en bus til først The beachhouse hvor vi mødte nogle andre frivillige fik lidt sol (selvom der nu ikke var meget af den) efterfølgende tog vi bussen til pacific habour for at se hvor de frivillige bor der og for at opleve lidt andet end bare øerne. Den side Viti Levu er meget skyet og det regner meget og no suprise det var skyet og det regnede. Men vi fandt et rigtig lækkert sted at overnatte og havde det super hyggeligt trods fulde mennesker (vi boede i et dorm og de følte lige for en fest midt i det hele). Dagen efter fik vi lækker morgenmad og tog tidligt bussen til suva for at kunne tilbringe dagen der, men what a suprise det er godtnok det værste jeg har oplevet. En helt grå by uden noget rigtig at se og når man så fandt noget der var værd at kigge på så var det så småt at det tog 5 minutter. Så vupti efter 45 minutter i suva tof vi bussen hjem igen, det vil sige at vi kørte en time til suva og 4 timer tilbage til nadi -.-" det var lidt kedeligt, men vi hyggede os og fik da det bedste ud af situationen. 

Ups nu starter vi på min sidste uge... Det helt underligt at begynde at skulle sige min sidste uge, ...

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Mine sidste to uger
 

Engelse les   (published in Ecuador)

May 22, 2015 by   Comments(0)

Terwijl vakantie aan t vieren waren op Isla Isabela, begonnen de scholen na 8nweken zomervakantie weer. Dat betekende natuurlijk dat ikmaan de bak moest en Engelse les moest gaan geven. Ik was ingedeeld op de school Pedro Pablo Andrade, de grootste basisschool van t eiland. Op maandag werd ik gebracht en voorgesteld aan Lucia, de Engelse docent aldaar. Ik ging meteen de les en we begonnen met het leren van een aantal standaard dingen, zoals 'what is your name?' 'How old are you?' etc. Al meteen werd ik door Lucia naar voren geschoven en mocht ik een groot gedeelte van de les doen. Het was erg leuk! 

Er is geen lesboek en geen lesmaterialen en Lucia vertelde me dat we ons deze maand voorsl richten op vocabulaire. Dat kwam goed uit, want ik had wat zaken voorbereid die te maken hadden met vocabulaire. En toen ik vertelde dat ik een memory spel bijhad met plaatsjes van dieren en de bijbehorende Engelse benaming, zei Lucia meteen: Dan mag jij morgen de les doen met dieren. En zo maakte ik me meteen al op de tweede dag onsterfelijk bij de kinderen! Ze vonden t memoryspel prachtig! En ik vond t super om een klas met enthiousiaste kinderen te leiden. En sinds die dag heb ik een grote rol in elke les. Soms bereid ik de lessen voor en leid ik de klas, soms bereidt Lucia de klas voor en leid ik de klas en soms assisteer ik Lucia alleen. Ik mket zeggen dat die dagen dat ik assisteer niet erg leuk zijn. Zijn meestal heel saaie lessen waarin de kinderen veel op moeten schrijven in hun boek en ik dat moet controleren. De lessen die ik mag leiden en zij voorbereid zijn leuk, maar t allerleukst zijn de lessen die ik mag voorbereiden, want dan worden er spelletjes gespeeld!

Zo heb ik voor morgen Bingo gemaakt aangezien de kinderen net de nummers geleerd hebben! Gelukkig heb ik mijn ...

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Engelse les
 

Bula! Bula! Perfection Does Not Bring Happiness   (published in Fiji)

May 21, 2015 by   Comments(0)

I arrived in Fiji two days after leaving Los Angeles. Yes, it is an odd feeling when you skip a day entirely upon crossing the international dateline. I kind of feel like I am a time traveler when I am a day ahead of everyone back home. Anyways, after leaving the airport I met my host grandma, host brother, and got settled in at home. I ate a meal of roti (Indian bread), dahl, and tea and headed to the volunteer office where was inducted into the programs. The tea is very good. I will have to bring some home for everyone to try.

Nadi, the city I am living in in Fiji, is broken up into three regions—Numaka, Martintar (where I live and volunteer), and Nadi Town. After my briefing, I then went to Nadi Town with the program coordinator and visited the market, got a sulu (fabric for a skirt that  we wear in Fiji villages), and the hardware store to get the supplies for the greenhouse we are putting up later in the week.

On the first day one Fiji taught me my first lesson. Here in Fiji everything is not perfect. Paint is often chipping, everything is not perfectly clean, the showers do not have hot water but none of that actually matters to the people here. In fact maybe putting too much effort and resources in making things perfect adds to our stress, decreases our productivity, and unhappiness.

“Bula” means “Hello” in Fijian. Within the first six hours of entering the Fijian culture I could not help but learn this word. Everyone you see, interact with, or greet says “Bula.” Everyone in Fiji is incredibly friendly and happy. I have never seen bigger smiles or received more high fives from then from the Fijian kids after leading a session of Zumba at Nadi Primary School.

Upon being in Fiji for three days I have helped done many ...

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Bula! Bula! Perfection Does Not Bring Happiness
 

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