09 July 2010

Florence, Part 3

Are you sick of Florence yet?  Not me!  I could stay here forever.  Even today, which did NOT go according to plan, turned out to be a great day. 

Strikes are common in Italy.  You have to just go with the flow when they happen, and they can mess with even your  best laid plans, like the tickets we'd reserved months ago for the Uffizi and the Accademia today.  The Uffizi was closed when we got there this morning, because of a guard strike.  We rushed to the Accademia only to find that it too was closing, but they honored our afternoon ticket and let us in to see David.  I think Judy may have gotten a little weepy.  It's an amazing statue, definitely.  You have to see it to understand the scale, the power of it.  But more fascinating to me are the unfinished statues leading up to David, the amazing figures emerging from marble that are sort of haunting.  I'd post pictures, but they don't allow photography.  But seriously, the nonfiniti are an amazing glimpse into the process of art, and the title "Prisoners" really gets at the captivity of the figure in stone that Michelangelo wrote of. 

And now I rant for a bit.  There was a student tour group at the Academia and the kids just looked so BORED.  Which, I get, when I was 16, a museum was not how I wanted to spend my summer.  But if you're lucky enough to be in the presence of possibly the greatest statue ever carved?  Turn off your iPod, stop drinking soda (seriously, why do you even have soda in a museum, are you a moron?) and at least look.  Pretend to be interested or something, because someday you'll be 30 and saying "Oh, I saw that, but I don't really remember it" because you were too busy listening to Katy Perry and chipping the polish off of your nails.

della Robbia's rondells
Brunelleschi's columns
Rant over.  After the Academia my travel companions completely indulged my Renaissance geekiness.  We went to the Hospital de Innocent, the first classical building since ancient times, the one that put Brunelleschi on the map.  Of course, since we were supposed to be in museums all day, I didn't have my camera, so you get cell phone pics withh this entry.  It was pretty cool, and definitely an out-of-the-way site.  Also, the rondels by della Robbia were gorgeous on the building.  They have some of those at the MFA. 
Check out the fence!

Next it was a short walk to the San Marco monastery, where the majority of Fra Angelico's works were housed.  Again, no photos, but that's ok.  The most famous of his works was the Annunciation at the top of the stairs, and it's such a strange place for a painting, but beautiful. I'll keep that design idea in mind for when I have a house, because I love how it just seems to rise as you climb up to the second floor.  What fascinated me about this painting was the fence in the background.  Yes, perspective, yes, classical, yes, realism, but look at that fence.  I had that SAME FENCE in my backyard growing up.  How is it that in 500 years people are still building the same fence?  Am I the only one who thinks that's some sort of amazing piece of human history?  It's the SAME FENCE!

At the leather markets
Ok, the rest of the monastery had scenes in the monk's cells, including Savaronola, who is one of my favorite crazy people in history.  Crazy monk, preached a lot, ruined Boticelli, for which I sort of hate him, and got killed about 9 different ways, just to make sure he was well and truly dead. 

After lunch we split up and did some shopping in the leather markets.  I went into San Lorenzo with Anne, which has more Michelangelos, but I wasn't as impressed here.  The tombs of the Medici were definitely the highlight, but overall I think I was getting statued-out.  So, more shopping, without much purchase this day, but still a fantastic love of the city.

08 July 2010

Florence, Part 2





Michelangelo's tomb
Vinny has arrived!  Minus some lost luggage, we met up with him at the Hotel Silla and got to begin our adventures here in Tuscany.  While I was with Laryssa for dinner last night, the rest of the gang went up to Piazza Michelangelo for sunset views of the city.  This morning, we began at Santa Croce, the final resting place of Galileo and Michelangelo.  There were also these amazing frescoes by Giotto but they were covered in scaffolding, being restored.  There's always something, right? 

Anyway, Santa Croce was very impressive and I probably could have spent a day there studying all of the tombs. Ghiberti was buried here, an unexpected find, as was Lorenzo Bartolini (see: Letters to Juliet). They had some cool religious artifacts as well, and the Pazzi Chapel, one of Brunelleschi's masterpieces. 

After Santa Croce, we wandered up to the Bargello, a former prison that's now a statue museum.  That sounds so unimpressive, but this is the home to a huge collection of Michelangelos, Cellinis, and Donatello's.  You can't take photos inside, which I actually enjoy sometimes because instead of looking for a great pictures, I can just LOOK at the artwork.  I try really hard to look and not just photograph things, as I see so many tourists doing.  Using my imagination while taking in a piece of art or scenery makes me remember it better than even a picture will.  My grandmother taught me that- she used to look at my pictures and point out things I'd never noticed.  Now I try to look more.




Brunelleschi's tomb
Lunch was at a little hole in the wall with the most amazing wine and olive oil.  It was such a pure green, so extra extra virgin, so awesome.  After lunch, it was up to the Duomo.  We went into the church to study the interior, and to find Brunelleschi's tomb.  The poor man is buried in the gift shop!
After, Joanne and Judy climbed bell tower, and Anne and I went into the baptisery to see the medieval mosaics in the ceiling.  We also found an amazing workshop and thanks to Anne's Italian skills, the craftsmen invited us in to see their restoration work.  Very, very cool. 




Be good or the devil will eat you!
We rendezvoused for gelato (tris di chocolate!) and then the group split up for a bit.  I went with Leslie and Joanne to the Musee di Opera del Duomo.  I love this museum best of all, I think, because it's not crowded.  Have you even been alone in a room with a Michelangelo Pieta?  Or a creepy wooden statue carved by Donatello?  If you haven't, add it to your bucket list, because for most of us, it's the closest we'll ever get to truly understanding artistic genius.




07 July 2010

Florence




Ponte Vecchio
If there is a city I love more in this world than Florence, I haven't found it.  There's just something about this place.  I've been here in rain or shine, and in both it just seems to have its own glow.  It's modern, but there's a history that just eminates from the stones.  Then, there's the art.  It's just there.  Art where is was meant to be, tucked into the niche on a church, painted unassumingly on the wall, standing proud in a piazza.  It's in the arches on the buildings, the rondells over the windows.  Your eyes will never get bored or tired in Florence, and your soul will never cease to be marvelled.




Statues on Orsanmichele
I'm glad Anne gets this.  When we got to Florence, most people were tired, but Anne and I were just itching to get out into the city.  We walked down, across the Ponte Vecchio and it's tempting gold displays.  Once in the city, it was past the Uffizi and the street performers entertaining those in LONG lines to get it, into the Piazza della Signoria.  Then there's David, ok, a copy, but he's there, announcing that yes, you are here, you have entered what was the center of the cultural world half a millenium ago.  There's amazing art in the loggia, and tourists snapping pictures, and I wonder if any of them feel like I do, like it was here that the modern world errupted from darkness and then called us back to bear witness to its creation.  I know, I'm being incredibly over profound, but it's FLORENCE and it's just that amazing to be there. 

But the Piazza isn't the end, or even the center, because you have to keep walking, keep plugging onward to the Dome, and then you're in the narrow streets connecting the two, in the shadows of the greatness you can't see yet, but you know it's coming.  Then, when you arrive, it looms larger than imaginable.  It looks like a special effect, because nothing could be that big, or that stark against the blue sky.  It won't fit into a one picture, it's that huge, and to stand in its shadow and imagine Brunelleschi designed that, without cranes or drills, with just oxen and pulleys and men climbing up the 400 steps every day to lay bricks.  I could stare for hours at the Dome, and still not see it all. 




Il Duomo
And you're still not done, because there in the shadow of the Dome are the doors, with their Gold panels and throngs of tourists who are just in the way, and won't let you see no matter how long you patiently wait your turn.  The original panels are gone, thanks to the flood of 1966, but the copies mark their place and you wonder how many eyes have lingered here, how many great popes or leaders learned their Bible stories from the bronze reliefs. 



San Lorenzo
Anne lived here, looking out at this, and I'm incredibly jealous.  We quickly ran to her old apartment and marvelled at the proximity.  Then we continued on, up to the markets of San Lorenzo with their leathers and purses.  I was so happy to see that the knock-offs are gone, replaced with original designs in all colors and sizes in a shopper's paradise. 

Florence could be home for me, and it is for my friend Laryssa, who moved their after college.  I met her for dinner at an amazing restaurant called the 4 cats, which also had my favorite meal in all 30 years I've been alive.  It's a pasta stuffed with pears and marscapone, served in a creamy sauce.  I had it in Rome in 2005, and have craved it ever since.  I found it two places in Florence, here and at a little cafe near our hotel, and it remains my favorite food ever.  This restaurant had the recipe on the website, so I will be making this when I get home! 

06 July 2010

Amalfi Coast




Hazy Coastline in the Morning
The Amalfi Coast is famous for its beautiful hillside towns and its scary, scary roads.  They are basically tiny horizontal ribbons tossed onto the cliffs.  One slip of the wheel and you're falling.  Not being brave enough to drive it ourselves, we took a bus tour that stopped in several of the towns along the way.  I was glad not to be driving, but wish the weather had been clearer.  There are winds from Africa called sirocco that are blowing in a hazy, hot front, muting some of the dramatic views.  They also make it really, really, really hot, and make me think that if I wanted Saharan heat, I could have gone to the Sahara!  Also, global warming: it does exist!




St Andrew's tomb
We stopped first in Amalfi, where we had a short walking tour of the town and then took a boat tour out in the sea to look back at the coastline.  It was really beautiful, and I loved getting out on the water.  In town, the Cathedral was pretty cool, with a gorgeous courtyard and some pieces of St. Andrew in the crypt.  I'm oddly fascinated at how so many saints got chopped up and distributed through Europe during the Middle Ages.  I think his head's in Scotland.  I wonder if they do tours specifically to see all of the parts of a given saint.  Maybe I'll start them and make millions....





Ravello

Anyway, after Amalfi, we rode further south, stopping in Ravello for a delicious lunch and some free time to explore the town.  There was a cool castle-like remnant as well as some beautiful gardens and just gorgeous cliffside views.  I loved one building that had "Peace" written on it in many languages.  I'm also amazed that neither Joanne, Lisa, nor I got a picture of it.  I would have made it my Christmas card.  There was a great pottery shop too, but big souvenirs during the first week of vacation just take up too much room and usually get broken by the time you leave.

 

This was new Italy for me, and I could definitely come back here and stay longer.  Next time I want to go even further south and see the Greek ruins at Paestum.  Being in a section of Italy that was so caught up in the Mediterranean rather than European world is definitely something I want to explore more.



Clearer skies in the afternoon.  Gorgeous

05 July 2010

Pompeii and Capri

Two highlights for me: seeing Pompeii for the first time, and returning to Capri, one of the most beautiful places I've been.
 

We opted to do things a little differently for Pompeii, resting in the morning and leaving at lunch time.  I'm not sure how much that worked out.  We were all exhausted by the end of the day, but I think it was more to do with the heat than the timing.  It was HOT.  Pompeii was just out in the blazing sun with no shade and very little vegetation.  I made use of the public water fountains still running around the ruins of the city.  We wandered sometimes together, sometimes apart.  I had hooked Judy and Joanne up with audio tours, and Lisa and Ed sort of stayed with us as we wandered.  We saw homes, gardens, and went all the way down to the stadium.

Yes, there were bodies too.  I have mixed feelings about bodies being on display.  On the one hand, I truly appreciate the learning that comes from studying remains, especially those who are preserved in unique ways like Lindow Man in England or the casts frozen in time here.  On the other hand, I feel like if I died in some terrible, awful painful way, the last thing I'd want is some tourist taking pictures of my body a thousand years later.  So I observe, sort of give thanks that from this death comes knowledge of their time, and then move on without photographing anything.  But they were there and were gruesome.

After Pompeii we went to Herculaneum, which was at the bottom of a very big hill.  I was doubtful that I'd make it back up, I was so tired!  But once there, it was pretty.  It's no where near as excavated, and we didn't get down into the settlement, but it was cool to see the difference between that city and Pompeii.

Now, Capri.  The ride was much smoother than the last time I was here (I got pretty sea-sick feeling on the boat last time).  There were also a LOT more people.  We got into the dock and bought tickets for the Blue Grotto, then boarded another boat to ride around the island.  It was hazy- there were sirocco winds blowing from North Africa that made everything a little fuzzy.  When we got to the Grotto, we had to change to ANOTHER boat, this one a row boat.  Anne almost went it!  We got in and had to lay down to squeeze through the opening into the Grotto, but once there-- wow!  It was like something from an animated movie- real life water doesn't glow that color does it?  My pictures are a little fuzzy because of the movement and lighting, but trust me, it was amazing.  When we got out, we had to get back into the big boat and the had a tour around the island.

The afternoon we spent at the top of the island, having lunch is a wonderful pizza place with beautiful views and then shopping, eating gelato, and visiting the gardens with the beautiful views.  It was hot but gorgeous.

I definitely preferred Capri in April, but it was still an amazing day.


04 July 2010

Sorrento

Sorrento is beautiful.  After Rome and seeing a lot of the sites again, (they don’t change), it’s great to be somewhere new.  It reminds me a lot of Seville, that relaxed Mediterranean atmosphere with narrow streets and beautiful little piazzas.  World Cup fever is in full swing even though Italy was eliminated and the restaurants are full of spectators on giant flat screen TVs. 

Traveling is definitely harder with a group.  Some pack lighter than others so getting on and off of trains, not to mention up and down stairs, has been a challenge sometimes.  We’re still working out teamwork logistics of “now is time for bathrooms, now is time for shopping,” but we’re getting there.  Last night we went to a restaurant on a pier over the water for dinner.  It was a beautiful spot, and a delicious meal that broke the bank for a couple, especially those who forgot to ask the price of the fish before ordering! 

The food has been amazing overall, though we’re starting to get past the glee and realize two huge plates of pasta today is not a diet anyone can maintain for two weeks.  Today we’re going to picnic before going to Pompeii.

02 July 2010

The Many Sides of Rome


Two days in and we've already conquered Rome!  Yesterday was dedicated to the Vatican since our hotel is near there.  We went to the museum in the morning and had such a good time that we ate there and some of the group stayed to see more.  I loved getting to see School of Athens up close, one of my favorite paintings and one that I use to teach the Renaissance.  I was in heaven!  We went to the Basillica afterward and stayed until closing.  It was beautiful, very different than I remembered, I think because of the light and the time of day.

Today was ancient Rome.  In the blazing heat we trekked the Circus Maximus, climbed the Palatine Hill, strolled through the Forum, and quickly toured the Colosseum.  It was grand, though so very hot!  I found my FAVORITE restaurant in the world for lunch.  Yes, I found it!  It wasn't QUITE as good as I remembered, but still delicious, and I even got a street painting of the street.

We went to St. Peter in Chains after lunch to see Michaelangelo's Moses, a very cool piece from Julius II's unfinished tomb, and then rode the Metro to miscellaneous Rome.  Spanish Steps, Trevi Fountain, Temples, Pantheon, and then to St Mary Minerva which held the body of St Catherine of Sienna and another Michelangelo, Christ holding the cross.  It also had the grave of Fra Angelico AND I MISSED IT!!!  Must go back.

We went to Piazza Navonna in the evening to see the 4 Rivers Fountain and then had a delicious dinner in a little piazza.  Anne and I finished the night walking to Castel St Angelo and then back to the hotel.  So busy, and now to pack, for it's off to Sorrento Tomorrow.

01 July 2010

Welcome Back!

I can't believe how FAMILIAR Italy feels. I spent one week here five years ago, and it shouldn't feel so much like stepping into an old familiar neighborhood. We arrived this afternoon tired, hot, and cranky, but riding on the #64 bus across the city was just an amazing burst of energy and excitement. I was BACK. I made it here again.

Our hotel is near the Vatican, a converted monastery that wasn't at all what I expected. The rooms are simple but enough of a hotel to be comfortable. We walked a short distance for dinner tonight, and shared some wine and a big bowl of pasta for our first meal in Italy. Afterward, we ventured down toward St. Peter's Square. It was nearly deserted since the Basilica was closed. The sun was just setting despite being well past 8 PM, and we were able to sit in the square and take in the grandeur. As the sun set, the lights came on, and the greatest Basilica in the world cast its glow through the square. We could even look up to see the Pope's light on in his apartments.

26 June 2010

Getting Ready

The crazy 8s are on the go! For years we have been planning, and now, we are only 3 days away from our grand tour of Italy. With me will be Judy, Joanne, Ed, Lisa, Anne, Leslie, and Vinnie. Some of us went to Peru several years ago- others are new to the crew. Either way, I'm sure it'll be an amazing trip.

Our schedule includes the following:
  • Rome
  • Sorrento, Almalfi Coast, Capri, Naples, Pompeii
  • Florence, Sienna, San Gimignano, Assissi, San Marino, Cinque Terre, Tuscan Countryside
  • Verona, Venice, Milan, Bolzano, and possibly Lake Como for some
Time to start packing!

13 June 2010

My thoughts on Schools

This is the story of education in Argentina. All public education is free for students, and there is no age limit for students in secondary or tertiary schools.

The first thing that jumps out at a US teacher when visiting schools is the turno system. There are not enough schools in Argentina so one building must operate for multiple sessions in order to educate all of the children. There are three turno sessions: morning, afternoon, and evening. The same school building may function as a primary, secondary, and tertiary school throughout the course of the day, or may hold three sessions of the same level.

Teachers are not assigned to a particular school but rather must gather periods throughout the county. Periods are chosen by rank order, those with the most credits having first choice. Credits are earned through years of experience and professional development or higher education. Teachers must have 36 class periods a week to be considered full-time. During my two week tenure I did not meet any teachers who exclusively worked in one school or at one time. Rather, they typically worked in 3-4 schools in at least 2 turnos.

There are three levels of public education in Argentina: primary, secondary, and tertiary. The primary level functions much like elementary education in America. The students have only a couple of teachers throughout the day, and receive basic instruction in math, geography, history, Spanish language, and sciences. Schools are local, with no provided transportation. Primary school is 6 or 7 years, depending on the secondary program in use.

Secondary schools are quite different than in the United States. Students are assigned to a classroom and stay there for the course of the turno. Teachers float in for a class. The turno is divided into six classes and classes are grouped together into three modules with breaks in between. A student rarely has 6 different subjects in a day because of the way teachers float. Often two periods, or even three, are the same subject. Classes do not meet daily and seem to vary from 1-2 times a week. Breaks are typically 10 minutes, during which the students are watched by monitors while teachers retreat to a tiny workroom that is no more than a table and a few chairs. During breaks students visit a snack bar or hang out in the hallways. Bells signal the end of breaks and classes.

There are two systems of organization at secondary school. The first is a simple years 1-5 system, the equivalent of our grades 8-12. This is the old system and is coming back into practice. The current system in most schools, however, is a general curriculum for years 1-2 called EGB, and then years 1-3 of polimodal, which focuses students on either a science or humanities track.

The number of students assigned per class is quite large, however only two months into the school year it had shrunk to numbers comparable or even smaller than typical US classes due to truancy. One class of 60 had only 18 attendees. Efforts are being made to stop such significant drop out rates.

The first sign of this was the Colegio Secundario, a night school session for older students who worked during the day. Most arrived tired, without supplies, or with a poor attitude. A sandwich was provided mid-way through the evening since many students came straight from work with no time to eat. Though students lacked effort, simply the fact that they were attending was a sign that the school was succeeding somewhat.

Another way to keep students in school seems to have more detrimental effects than advantages. Administrators in the district have taken a “do not scare them away” approach, a “keep the students happy and they will come” attitude. This transfers into the way teachers interact with students. Bells ring to signal the start of classes or the end of breaks but students make no move to leave the halls and go into classrooms. They wander in for up to 10 minutes after the bell. Teachers are not allowed to discipline late students or refuse them entry. The same holds true for students who are disruptive or disrespectful during the class period. This creates constant interruptions in classes. Students who chose not to do work are not penalized unless they perform poorly on exams. Teacher also cannot force students to work, as that might cause them to stop coming. When teachers have tried this, parents complained to administration that their children did not enjoy the class, and teachers were told to back down. When homework was assigned during my two weeks of observation, it was usually not done. This has created an atmosphere where there is extreme disrespect for the teacher with no consequence for bad behavior. Much of the classes are repetition of previous learned material.

Students who are doing poorly often stop coming and start fresh again the next year. Because there is no age limit for public education, it was not uncommon for people in their mid-20s to still be attending secondary school classes.

In addition to drop outs there is also the problem of new students. Because it is close to the Bolivian border and the farms that surround Ledesma provide work for a constant flow of migrant workers, it is not uncommon for there to be two or three new students a week in a class. Some stay for the year but most attend only a few months and then move on. Each time there are new students teachers must spend significant time catching them up, to the deterrent of the rest of the class.

Because school buildings are used by multiple turnos, there is absolutely no after school activity at school. Teachers do not give extra help to students, and there are no clubs or sports teams practicing after classes have ended. There is also little sense of school pride or loyalty. Schools are covered in grafitti, some of which incredibly inappropriate for a building that is used by primary students. Students write their names on everything- walls, boards, desks, bathrooms, - with permanent markers and white-out pens. There is gum under desks and in cracks in the wall. Classrooms are kept as clean as possible, swept between every turno, but it is obvious that there is little respect or ownership of the buildings.

Being used by multiple turnos also means that classrooms cannot be decorated. In other countries where students stay in one room but teachers rotate, the walls are covered with student work. In Argentina, the only student projects on display were posters in the halls celebrating the bicentennial that occurred in May. The classroom walls were blank except for the graffiti. It gave the buildings an institutional feel, emphasized by the bars on the windows and the flickering fluorescent lights.

Tertiary education is similar to the US university system, though it remains free for all students who wish to attend. It is strictly focused on skill development for a specific field- there is no general education. Students attend a school dedicated to a particular field: economic sciences, the profesorado for teacher training, medicine, law, etc. This level also suffers high drop out rates and there were students who were repeating the classes for the third time after failing twice before.

My work with Alicia took me to four schools: Calilegua, Fraile, Colegio Secondario in Libertador, and the Profesorado for English Teachers.

Calilegua is a small town north of Libertador. The school is a simple one story structure with classes on either side of one long hallway with a large covered gymnasium and outdoor basketball court. Alicia’s class here is a group who are repeating first year. They were completely unmotivated and spent most of the class making fun of each other at the back of the room. One day they all skipped school- we arrived and had no class. Another day the school was closed because the well ran dry and there was no water.

Fraile is a larger town south of Libertador. This school building was more impressive, with a grand foyer and two levels of classrooms. It is five years old and aside from the graffiti was in good condition. The school used the polimodal system. Alicia taught three classes there, all first year. One class stood out as being particularly motivated: students answered questions, attempted to speak in English, volunteered to write on the board, and worked without much prompting. Of the other two, the afternoon class seemed average and the evening class more interested in talking than working.

At the Colegio Secondario, Alicia taught two night classes. One was second year, the other first. Her first year class made almost no progress. She repeated the same lesson three classes in a row because students could not remember. The second year class was more interested but were clearly exhausted, meeting 10:30 – 11:20.

The profesorado was specifically to train English teachers. Classes are taught fully in English. Students attend for four years and then get licensed to teach. Alicia teaches two British history/society and literature classes. They are both teaching the content and how to break it down and teach it to students. The profesorado does not belong to any school and must rent space in a school building. Students come from throughout the district to attend training classes.

I think that's everything. Obviously there's some bias in my thoughts here, but I've tried to get down as much as possible, because I'm sure I'll forget a lot soon.

Some Argentine Music

This was my absolutely favorite song heard in Argentina. Paula, my host's 14-year-old daughter, played it around the house and the beat was completely addicting. I dare you to stand still while listening. The lyrics are really beautiful, too. English translations are available online if you can't figure out the words.

Home at last, but still more to come

I'm home!  I feel terrible that I wasn't able to update more while I was away, but I will continue to post information here about my teaching experiences in Argentina and pictures from the trip.  It seemed that everything was conspiring against me to get at any website other than Facebook while in Argentina.

My last few days were amazing.  One of the highlights was gathering with Alicia's family for a feast of empanadas and watching the first Argentina game of the world cup.  When they defeated Nigeria, there was a huge commotion in the city and an impromptu parade started as everyone got on their motorbikes or piled into the back of trucks and started driving around the city waving flags and beeping the horn.  It was awesome!

Back to work tomorrow with many stories.  More here soon.

12 June 2010

Farewell to Ledesma

Students at the Profesorado made this presentation for me on the last night I was there. It has much better pictures of the city that I was able to take.

09 June 2010

Short message from Argentina

Hi guys. Internet has been hard to get here and the blog won't recognize my phone because of the country code. I'm having a wonderful time and have tons of stories to share when I return. There was a dance at a school that went from 10pm to 4am, and I went to a beautiful native village in the mountains. I have been very busy but am loving the experience of being immersed in a culture. My Spanish improves daily. Miss you all and see you soon. I can still read comments so please ask questions now and I will return with answers.

05 June 2010

Workshop Presentation

Alicia asked me to do my mandated IREX workshop on writing, something I love to teach.  The workshop began with speeches and presentations from local principals and teachers.  Then there was a demonstration of local dances, videos of which you can see on the Picasa site.  Finally, there was my presentation.

The first presentation was on basic writing skills and teaching them.  After lunch, my second presentation was on more advanced ideas like creating cumulative schoolwide writing programs and research-based writing assignments.

Overall I think it went very well!

Information for these presentations came from my district writing guides, located online for High School and Middle School levels





Photo release forms were obtained for all students pictured.

03 June 2010

Day Four

Still fighting to get internet easily in the hotel, but Alicia is letting me use hers.  I´m loving Argentina so far.  The people are so nice and friendly here, and very helpful.  Most of the classes ask a lot of questions.  They want to know about Halloween and what we do for Christmas, about sports in the USA, and about what teenagers do.  Here teens go to the disco at night, and the drinking and smoking ages are much lower.  They only have about 20 minutes of homework, usually on the weekends.  They say life in America sounds boring.  Oh well.  It´s better than the other idea from movies that it is all organized crime.

I went to the national park yesterday morning and it was beautiful.  Afterwards I saw a private primary school and then went to another school that had to be cancelled because there was no water.  Today I went to a high school in the morning for three classes and then to a lunch at Alicia´s house of traditional tamales, huaritos (corn and pumpkin in a leaf), and some kind of cookie with dulce de leche.  This afternoon we took the bus to another school and I saw some presentations students had made in one English class and watched a lesson on using FOR or SINCE in another.  Tonight there is one more class and then I am going to the teacher training program for some classes.

I am tired. The days are long here, but I am seeing and doing so much.

02 June 2010

First Impressions of Schools

I have had some trouble getting to the internet, but hopefully it will be resolved soon.  All is well here.  Went to three schools yesterday and it was really different than in the US.  Students attend one of three turns a day, morning, afternoon, or evening.  Evening classes go past 10 PM.  There is little in terms of books and the classes can be very large, but most I saw were the size of American school classes.  The students are only just starting to learn English but enjoy hearing about life in the USA.  One girl really wanted to know about St. Patrick´s Day.  The teachers go to different schools, some that are very far away, and they teach only one class and then go back to a school in the complete opposite direction.

28 May 2010

Last Minute Preparations

I can't believe I'm leaving the country in two days!  I feel so unprepared even though I know I'm packed and ready to go.  It's going to be so strange flying to someplace COLDER than Boston- I don't know that I've ever done that before, except maybe flying to Colorado and going up the mountains when I was 12.  Still, colder is relative- weather.com reports that it's going to be in the high 50s/60s during the day and in the 40s at night- that's not that far off from our temperatures!  It certainly won't be winter clothing weather, for which I'm thankful.

Packing is rough.  I know I'm going to be over the Argentinian Airline limit, but I'll just have to pay the extra fee at the point.  I learned this last year, but having to pack for work and play is rough, and bringing teaching supplies and gifts takes up a LOT of room in luggage.  Generally I'm the light packer of the group, so I hate that for this trip I will be bogged down with stuff.

Technology is charging at the moment.  My nook is filled with the new Sookie Stackhouse, the new Jodi Picoult, the 3 books from the "Girl with the Dragon Tattoo" series, "The Botticelli Secret" which Anne recommended, as well as some other randoms.  My SD chips are loaded with movies (Dirty Dancing, Hairspray, Twilight and New Moon) and tv episodes (a salute to the best Angel/Buffy moments this time) for entertainment on the plane, and my favorite songs are loaded into my nook, which doubles as an MP3 player (lots of Airborne Toxic Event and Gaslight Anthem for this trip, as well as a few poppier numbers).

So, my work here is done: Ottoson Yearbook has gone to print, lesson plans are left and reviewed with the sub, students threatened to behave (Yes, you, if you're reading this.  Be good.) Packing is done, workshop is outlined and prepped, electronics are ready to go.  Next time I write, I'll be on my way!

02 May 2010

Rescheduled!

I'm back in! I'm going! I leave on May 30th, and I can't wait!

29 March 2010

A slight delay

With any great plan comes bumps in the road.  Sometimes they are easy to navigate around, but other times you have to stop and recalculate your route.  It's a hard lesson to learn, and one that doesn't necessarily get easier as you get older.

I was supposed to be in Argentina a week from today, but that's not going to happen.  Because there have been a series of teachers' strikes in the province of Argentina that I was to visit, schools have not yet opened for the year.  If there are no schools in session, a teachers' exchange cannot occur.  Add to that the instability reported from the strikes and IREX has decided that I should not be going.

I can't debate the logic, but that doesn't help the disappointment!

The plan right now is to wait and see what the situation is at the beginning of June.  Hopefully, I can travel then.  If that is not possible, they will look into sending me someplace else.  I just hope things settle quickly in JuJuy, and the trip can be rescheduled soon.

07 March 2010

Getting ready

As I sit swamped with my own student research papers, I'm delighted that one of the workshops I will be running in Argentina will be on teaching research writing.  After a few panic attacks, we settled on something comfortable for me, and something that I feel I have worked down to a nuanced science.  It's always a little bittersweet when this unit ends, so I will be happy to revisit it in April.

My other teaching assignments are in US History (early colonial period) and in Didactics, which I'm still a little bit fuzzy on.  Time for some digging and talking to my colleagues about the best methods for that one.

Less than a month until I leave!  It's approaching so quickly I hope I can get everything done on time.