Magyar Mayhem: The River Körös Runs Through It (Oct. 2006)
Ever wonder why we answer the phone with "Hello" in the States? According to one of the program participants/teachers, it is because the telephone is a Hungarian invention. True, Alexander Graham Bell toyed with it and introduced it to the masses, but it was a Hungarian that first put it together. In Hungarian (Magyar), "hallo" means "can you hear me". I tried to look this up online to learn more but wasn't able to find anything.
So, I'm almost through my second week of teaching. Most of the classes assigned to me I have co-taught with one of the two other English teachers. There are good days and bad days but things seem to be going pretty well so far. I am teaching Grades 5 - 8. The two fifth grade classes are total sweethearts. They are adorable! I love them! The three Sixth grade classes are really hard to manage when I'm alone (I have stories!) and the same goes for the 7th grade classes. At those times it is madyar mayhem but hopefully it will get better. The 8th graders seem to be ok so far. When I walk down the halls the kids are really sweet and say: Hello Miss Young!, Good Morning Miss Young!, Hi Miss Young! etc. There is a word here, czia (pronounced see-ya), which is the equivalent to ciao in Italian; an informal way of saying hi and bye. Some of the kids think "hello" in English is the same as czia so at the end of class or when they are leaving school they'll say "Hello Miss Young!"
Some of the popular names here are Norbert, Béla, Bence, Attila, Ferenc, etc.
Last weekend I met up with Laura, Jenna, and Sara in a town up in the Northern Uplands, Hernádnémeti. I am in the Southeastern part of the country near the Romanian and Serbian borders. I got there around 9 p.m. (it took 4.5 hours by bus to get from Szarvas to the hub of Miskolc and then another 45 minutes to get to Hernádnémeti) and it was sooo much fun; a good old-fashioned slumber party and we were talking nonstop as a result of not really being able to converse during the week. On Saturday we went to the Aggtelek caves in the tiny village of Aggtelek way up north on the Slovakian border. Just getting their involved a train to the hub of Miskolc, then a train to Aggtelek, and then a bus to the top of the mountain where the caves take up roughly 12 kilometers. We had an amazing one hour tour of the caves where actual cavepeople once lived and at times we were on the Slovakian side! A huge concert hall was carved out at some point in time, which is where they presented a spectacular light show - very Phantom of the Opera. All kinds of events are held their year-round in this underground cave concert hall. It looked like they were preparing for some sort of wedding when we were there. Then we got a bus back down the mountain to the train station, hopped on a train to Miskolc, and then splurged on a taxi back to Hernádnémeti.
The Habitat for Humanity group arrived a few days ago and yesterday I met them. There are three Americans (S.F., Portland, and Annapolis) and ten Canadians (all from Toronto, Victoria, and Vancouver). The Szarvas Habitat spokesperson met with me beforehand to tell me the current group's itinerary and then invited me to a ceremony they were having at the worksite. The Szarvas Mayor was there as well as the four families the house is being built for. Then we had dinner - they're a fun bunch. It looks like I will be helping out in the office and with upcoming groups (one from the States is arriving next month) -- I jumped at the the chance since I have a lot of free time here. And the best part: at the worksite there's this handsome and totally playful gaurd dog. He looks like some sort of big lab mix and is probably a good 130 pounds and I hope to be able to take him for some walks and runs in the woods here.
So far, the hardest part of this whole thing has been adjusting to life in a foreign small town and not knowing the language - very stressful and at times I feel like a mute or a mime. From talking to the others, it sounds like I've been having more of a hard time than the majority. For a while there I would just tune out the language but now I am really trying to learn something. In addition, things were weird in the beginning with the whole Lutheran connection that exists since I am living on church property and teaching at a Lutheran school. My next door neighbor and contact person, The Pastor, was expecting me to go to these daily prayers in the school cafeteria and I was like, "But I'm not Lutheran". This was after he told me to come to the church on one of the first days here for what I presumed was the opening school ceremony, but instead it was simply a service. Anyway, I've definitely gotten a bit of a bad vibe from the pastor since the whole "I'm not Lutheran thing" - but my program confirmed the obvious. Anyway, I'm really glad I'm here, it is certainly a challenge -- but after all I asked for a change and got one!
I haven't gotten a visa yet but the program did take a few people to Bratislava a few days ago. Hopefully they will call me soon! No one seems to know why we get Slovakian visas but a lot of things here don't seem to follow an order.
More about the town of Szarvas: the river Körös runs through it and there is also a small lake and a lot of woods. I usually walk through the woods in the afternoons, either attempting to go for a jog or while I'm attempting to read a book, or while I'm on the phone. The program gave us mobiles, so my number here is (36)30-372-4735.
