Monday, February 21, 2011

Not another gurney


We found out that we are moving to the Triveneto area near Venice this weekend and we will be there for a month! Then it is off to Rome for a month! My group is super excited!

Well, this past week I got kind of sick, and on Friday I had to leave a performance early and be taken to the ER to see what was going on. I ended up spending 7.5 hours in the ER waiting to be seen by a doctor, accompanied by my good friend Camber, who kept me entertained with classic games such as, "What's in your wallet?" and "Try to remember what you bought from old receipts lost in your purse." We also made some videos to document the waiting process, during which we were sure to cut away whenever we spotted a gurney in the ER- and in tandem would yell, "Gurney, gurney, gurney!" It was a long day. I finally got in to see a doctor that night, which lasted all of 7 minutes... so, that was reassuring. But, I am hoping my medicine will start to kick in and make me feel normal again.

My group and the group we are living with in the Milan flat had to work this weekend for an English camp at a school. It was super exhausting and a lot of work, but it was fun and a nice change of pace from our usual day to day routine.

Saturday night some friends and I went to the Inter vs. Cagliari football match, and it was really fun! It was an experience for sure, and I definitely want to go to another match while we are in Rome.

Today my group had an English day- which meant that we only had one performance, and went to a school and basically taught a class for 4 hours. So, it felt like being a teacher on a small scale. It was really tiring... because we obviously do not have the kids in desks for that time, we are up and moving and running around. But, it was a really satisfying day and I think my students learned a lot and had a lot of fun.


Wednesday, February 16, 2011

Where for art thou, Rome?


So, just found out this week that our group would be leaving for Rome next weekend and spending a day or so in Florence on the way… then just yesterday were told that we may be in the Lombardia area a little longer, and then go to Rome in a month or so. So, we probably will not know what our tour will be for sure until we are in the car and headed in a specific direction. These kinds of quick changes are good for me, because I am such a planner and a control freak. I like to always know what is ahead so that I can plan accordingly for it. So, I am hoping that through these next few months I will adopt the flexible attitude that is innate in most Italians and take it away with me when I leave here.

Workshops. Workshops. Workshops.
When I walk into a classroom to conduct a workshop the students are usually told to sit in their desks and they repeatedly hear, “Silencio!” from there teacher. But then the first thing I say to the students is, “Hello everyone! Move your desks to the wall. We need to make a big circle.” This is usually accompanied by several gestures to help with comprehension, depending on the level of English. Typically the students will move their desks to the surrounding walls, and then sit back down in them. I have to tell them repeatedly to come into the center of the room and form a circle, and this idea appears to be completely foreign to them. For the entire time that these actions are being performed, the students check in with their teacher (if the teacher is in the room) to make sure that it is ok to be doing what they are doing. More often than not, the teacher looks as confused and distressed as the students do during this furniture rearrangement. After the students have formed a circle with me, I begin the workshop.

In this introduction to the workshop it is troubling to me that the students are staggered by this action of getting out from behind a desk in a classroom to learn. Since I have been working here, each day I am struck with this same thought and it seems to be continuously circulating in my head… The importance of seeing beyond the way things appear to be, and seeing the potential that they have. Basically, the main point being to color outside the lines. This concept may not seem to be an important one, but I know in my heart, and from observation that change does not come from one operating the way that they always have, but by going against the grain and perceiving life in a different way. This is a generalization, but for the most part I feel like Western education does focus on learning through doing, but in Italy, one could study a subject and only be taught through a book and not through experience. I feel that in some small way I could be altering the way that the students think about learning, and possibly bridging this idea on a much larger scale- changing the way that they perceive the world around them.

I feel very blessed that I was raised to not settle for the mediocre and to not become complacent or satisfied with the way that the world around me is presented, but to question things, and to see beyond the way things appear to be. I think that very often, especially in school settings, this ideal can be confused with a rebellious nature. However, in this context, I feel that it is only an expansion of one’s self and exercising the right to think independently.

So, yeah… these are the things that I keep thinking about.

On a lighter note...
This past weekend, my friend Camber and I spent the day in Milan and it was lovely! We shopped, and had the best cannoli ever! And, this was on Chinese New Year and a parade began as we were walking downtown and we were amidst it all. We also went to a carnival that was near the "castle" downtown and it proved to be an experience as well. A fun weekend indeed.

This blog was super serious and wordy.

Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Milano Gelato


I have been staying in Milan for over a week now! Time is flying by. My group of four and another group of four is staying in the company’s flat in Milan which is not equipped with personal space and is quite cramped- which certainly makes it feel like an authentic European living experience. Even though we are crowded here, it is nice to get to know this group of people really well and we kind of feel like a family here.

Milan is definitely not as beautiful as sunny Sanremo, but it is nice here. Our second day here we went to Milan’s duomo- which is the hub of the city. We did some shopping and toured the world’s largest gothic cathedral.

Our first week has definitely had its ups and downs. We have been in great schools with awesome kids, and we have been in not-so-great schools with not-so-awesome kids. On our third day of work, my teammate Kyle and I had to travel back to Sanremo to make our appointment with the Italian police to get fingerprinted regarding our visas. The short trip was fun. It’s strange because the entire three weeks that I was in Sanremo it didn’t even feel like I was in Italy because I only went out at night after rehearsals when most things were closed, and traveled in big English speaking groups. But, this time it felt like Italy and I was able to really enjoy it. After our visas were sorted, we walked by the sea and it was so sunny and beautiful and was such a relaxing day. It was nice to be in Sanremo again and to experience it the way that I did.

On Thursday of this week we performed in a school and the children were really difficult and it was a terrible experience for all of the actors. It was a mental and emotional workout for sure- there was no classroom management, and the kids would not listen to or follow instructions that we gave them during workshops, they were out of control. After that day, I was worn out and thought to myself how much I didn’t like my job. But, then on Friday all of my excitement and love for the job was restored when we performed at the nicest school and had the best kids ever. All of the kids were really intelligent and so interested in everything we said in workshops. It was so refreshing. Usually at the end of workshops, I have a question and answer time with them to close the workshop. These kids wanted to know everything about America and they shouted out all of the bands and TV shows that they liked. When I would leave a workshop the kids would all get sad and ask me not to leave and all wanted to give me high fives. I did not want to leave this school. After this day, I thought to myself how much I love this job and how much I would love to do it long-term.

Arrivederci!