Tuesday, January 31, 2012

Bye Dave!

David has officially left Europe.  The masses can return to their houses.  The crisis is over. 

This afternoon at 4:15pm, as David's plane left the tarmac, Máriapócs exploded in a display of joyous rapture previously unseen in this tiny eastern Hungarian village. Amanda and I were still driving home from the airport when the celebrations began but we have heard that there was dancing in the streets, an impromptu parade and the ritualistic burning of an effigy that was made in his likeness.  The crowds did get a little out of control at one point, but the memory of David's mid-afternoon jogs scattered the more virile revelers such that by the time we returned home there were only small clusters of people gathered around campfires telling their own horror-story experiences of when they met that crazy Australian.

Last night, after our Australia Day celebration at school (photos to come), we went out for dinner at our favourite restaurant where Dave and I had the gigantic meat platter, then we stumbled home happy and well fed.  It was a relaxing but good night. This morning we pushed Dave into doing the last of his packing (which he promised that he was going to do the night before), print out his ticket (which he promised he was going to do the night before), and stumbled into the car. Once in Budapest, we jumped through a few more hoops for Iago's re-importation into Australia and then wished Dave farewell at the airport.  

It's been fantastic having him here, we've really appreciated everyone who has come over to see us, but Dave's ten week semi-migration has been awesome.  It's weird to think that it was really ten weeks because the time has flown.  In the time that he was here we went to the castle in Eger and saw the minaret, went to the cave baths in Miskolc, we went to Austria and Slovakia, he then went to France for a week, then when he came back we spent the weekend in Budapest, then he was off to Scotland, then by the time he came back we only had time for a lunch in Romania and he had to go home. I think we'll definitely miss him in our five or so months remaining in Hungary.

In other sad news, Ili had an accident in Grade 1 P.E. on Friday and broke her finger. She had an operation on Friday and will have another one tomorrow so we all hope it goes well. Everyone misses her at work, and hopes she will recover soon.

- Daniel.

Thursday, January 26, 2012

Magic Sticks

Yesterday afternoon Daniel and I had the pleasure of teaching together for the first time in many months, and we spent it wisely. By the end of our 90-minute session with the Grade 3 and 4 students, many of them had been irreparably scarred and Australia's appeal as a top international tourist destination had taken a significant beating. It all started, perhaps unsurprisingly, with 'Waltzing Matilda'. Last year we thought the lyrics were too difficult for the kids so we didn't teach it. This year, we figured we'd try it anyway. It was pretty terrible. The kids who did understand the song's story seemed bored by it, and those who didn't understand were just bewildered by the whole thing. Awkward.

With fifteen minutes of school left before we could let the kids go home, I figured it would be a good idea to fill in the time by showing some YouTube videos of Australian animals. The first video was fine - a cute kookaburra laughing away. The second video was a little less endearing - another kookaburra happily laughing away until it was attacked by some other bird. Ooops! I quickly switched to a different animal and brought up a video of an adorable fat wombat being cuddled by a zookeeper. All was going well until about 30 seconds into the footage when the keeper suddenly started groping and exposing the wombat's penis. What the hell? Who does that? Of course the kids found it completely hilarious. 

After swiftly killing the wombat video, I moved on to yet another animal - the kangaroo. Unfortunately, the video I chose was even worse. This time we only got about five seconds of footage of kangaroos jumping around and eating grass, etc before a gigantic closeup of a kangaroo vagina appeared on screen and a tiny pink, slimey kangaroo joey emerged. By this time the kids were pretty grossed out and everyone was begging me to abandon my futile search for cute Australian animals. It was definitely a lesson in the importance of vetting teaching materials before (as opposed to during) classtime.

Speaking of being grossed out, today I made a pretty shocking/funny discovery. Over the last week or so many of the kids in our classes have been showing off their new cigarettte-shaped chewing gum sticks. Since they're banned in Australia, it's been ages since I've seen such things and it's a pretty repulsive sight to see them being consumed by kids. Anyway, this afternoon I walked into one of the Grade 1 classrooms and several of the kids proudly showed me their new 'ciggies'. I told them that I didn't like them and thought they were yuk. Of course, this had no impact at all :( After most of the kids had gone home, the teaching priest who was also in the classroom asked me about my reaction and I told him about my abhorrence of smoking and my surprise that the kids were allowed to eat candy cigarettes in Hungary. The priest then informed me that they weren't actually cigarettes, they were magic wands! He also held up the box (which looked a lot like a cigarette pack) in support of his claim. At this point I realised (somewhat belatedly I admit) that the priest was the one who was actually supplying the kids with the magic wands/cigarettes during his weekly Religious Ed lessons. He's such a nice bloke that I feel kinda bad for thinking this is really wrong.


Oh well, I guess in hindsight it's not actually that much worse than showing semi-pornographic videos of Australian animals :)

- Amanda

Monday, January 23, 2012

Australia Day preparations

Since we returned to work after the Christmas holidays, we've been spending a lot of time introducing the kids to everything Australian in preparation for our big Australia Day party (which we're having on the 30th so Dave can attend). Australian-themed activities are especially fun in the Grade 1 and 2 classes because the kids really enjoy pretending to be various Australian animals and trying to outdo themselves with each rendition of Aussie-Aussie-Aussie-Oi-Oi-Oi. They have no idea what it means (does anyone?) but they love being allowed to scream it as loud as they can. It's awesome.

The photos below show some of the fun projects we've been doing with the kids to get them revved up for the Australia Day party. Last week the Grade 1 students made bouncing kangaroo pencil toppers, and today they coloured in and mounted their own Australian (and Hungarian) flags. 


I must admit that it was a little tricky getting the kids to concentrate on their work today as a new teaching assistant has arrived at the school...and she knows how to fold paper cranes! As you can imagine, this made Laima the coolest person ever and the kids couldn't get enough of her. In fact, the only way that I could pry the massive hoarde away from her desk was by offering to take a photo of them with their flags. Fortunately, Laima seems really laidback, very patient and didn't seem to mind the attention at all.

- Amanda


Saturday, January 21, 2012

Die piggy, die!

It's been a bit of a boring week here in Máriapócs. Nothing much happened until very early yesterday morning when we simultaneously received the heaviest snowfall so far in Winter and drove Dave to the airport for his 8-day trip to Scotland. The roads were pretty slippery, visibility was poor and we were all kind of cranky because we woke up at 2am. The joys of budget flights!!

Privately, I was a little surprised that Dave was so keen to secure a cheap flight. You see, this week the Australian Dollar reached a 27-year high against the British Pound. That means that in Dave's ENTIRE LIFE there has NEVER been a better time for him to travel to the UK than this week. How's that for awesome timing?

When Daniel and I got back to Máriapócs yesterday morning we were both pretty tired and seemed to separately reach the same game plan for the day - teach as little as possible and let the kids tire themselves out in the snow. So at about 10:30am, I took my Grade 1s outside and discovered Daniel engaged in a snowfight against his Grade 4 class. There seemed like only one thing to do. I gathered my Grade 1s close, taught them two new words "throw" and "snowball", then set them off to test out their new vocabulary, "Throw snowball at Daniel". Needless to say it was utterly hilarious watching my little minions join in the fight against my very tired husband. Muahahahaha.
 
In other news, today we finally got to attend a pig-killing. Soon after we arrived in Hungary, Daniel was invited to participate in one at the home of a colleague, but he wasn't able to go. Ever since it's been something he's regretted missing out on :(

Fast forward to this week and Daniel's music teacher, Zoli, told us about a large pig-killing festival happening today in the nearby town of Napkor. Naturally we were pretty enthusiastic about going, even if I was also a little horrified by the whole idea. But pity poor Dave who missed out this time around due to his trip to Scotland.


The festival started at 9am and Daniel and I decided to arrive before 10am to ensure that we'd be able to see the live pigs and secure ourselves a prime view of the slaughter (geez, I feel bloodthirsty writing that). Unfortunately, when we arrived there were no live pigs anywhere to be seen and the only evidence that they'd ever existed were large pools of blood on the ground and massive piles of fresh meat being chopped, minced, sliced and diced wherever we looked. It seems that you need to arrive pretty darn early (7am-ish) if you want to see the pigs being killed. I was disappointed, but also rather relieved.

Anyway, the rest of the festival was pretty cool. About a dozen teams, each representing a nearby town, were competing to prepare the best pork-based dishes. One team had a whole pig turning on a spit roast, other teams had massive cauldrons full of pork stew, others seemed to just be enjoying hacking their pig into as many pieces as possible. It was pretty gruesome. There were also lots of stalls selling preserved foods, handmade knives and cleavers, and various leather goods. At one end of the field, a stage showcased traditional folk dances, citeria music (courtesy of Zoli's band) and old ladies singing. We didn't hang around to see him, but one of our students' favourite performers, Fluor, was also scheduled to make an appearance.

Bloody good fun.

- Amanda

Sunday, January 15, 2012

Dave does Budapest

This weekend we all travelled into Budapest to spend a few days checking out Hungary's awesome capital city (mainly because Dave hadn't seen it yet). Even though we left Máriapócs at about 4pm on Friday afternoon, it was almost 8pm before we finally checked in to our hotel. We thought we'd lucked out when we easily found a parking space on a nearby street, but our excitement was shortlived as we watched the car in front of ours get slapped with a parking ticket. Daniel quickly jumped back into our car and set off to find another space (which hopefully saved us from incurring yet another fine), which left Dave, Iago and I to find the hotel by foot. This proved to be quite a difficult task as we had no idea where we were. Anyway, after about an hour of driving/wandering around we finally managed to find each other and the hotel. Phew!

On Saturday morning Daniel and I woke up super early and took Iago back to the vet for the next stage in the process of returning him to Australia. In addition to receiving injection and nasal spray vaccinations, Iago also had some samples taken for important blood tests. I'm pleased to say that he was really well behaved throughout all of the procedures, but he did act like a total hero once it was over and his leg was bandaged. There was a lot of overly dramatic limping and licking of the "wound"...which remarkably stopped as soon as we handed him his new chew toy. Hmmmm.

Later on Saturday morning, after collecting Dave from the hotel, we all joined a free group walking tour of Budapest. The tour ran for two and a half hours and took in many of the city's most famous sights, and provided a great introduction to Hungarian history, language, food, customs and scientific contributions. During the first part of the tour we saw some landmarks on the Pest side of the Danube, including the Vigadó Concert Hall, a beautiful building that unfortunately has such bad acoustics that no musician will perform there twice and the Little Princess statue, the first piece of public art commissioned in Budapest after Communist rule and whose golden knees are a product of people constantly rubbing them for good luck. We also checked out Saint Stephen's Basilica, the largest church and equal-tallest building in Budapest and home to the mummified right hand of Hungary's first king. Interestingly, our tour guide informed us that the Basilica is not technically a basilica, but it has came to be known as one because the Pope once incorrectly referred to it as such. And, of course, no one was game enough to argue with the Pope.


After the Basilica, we crossed over the gorgeous lion-guarded Széchenyi Chain Bridge, and climbed up Castle Hill to Buda Castle. From the lookout, we took in some fantastic views of Budapest and learned that the entire scene before us was a World Heritage listed site. After the lookout, we passed by the Office of the Hungarian President (Köztársasági elnöki hivatal). Our tour guide informed us that from 1 January 2012 it is no longer permissable for anybody to touch the exterior of the building and it is now also surrounded by heavily armed guards. Other highlights of Castle Hill included the famous Matthias Church and Fisherman's Bastion, as well as lesser known sights such as a water fountain that resembled a large penis (apparently it's supposed to be a turban), a Trabant car made from cardboard and plastic, and a horse statue with shiny golden balls (the result of lots of rubbing by students who seem to think it brings them good luck during exams).


When the walking tour ended we decided to visit the nearby Labyrinth of Buda Castle. We really weren't sure what to expect from this attraction. We'd seen information on the web which suggested that it had been closed down in a dramatic government raid last July, but our walking tour guide assured us that it had since reopened under new management. Fortunately she was right! The Labyrinth turned out to be a large 1.5km network of caves and tunnels under Buda Castle. During our visit everything was pretty bare and poorly lit so it was easy to keep running into dead ends and losing our bearings. I think it would have been an awesome place to play hide and seek if we'd had more time. Daniel and Dave thought it would make a great paintball setting.


After exploring the Labyrinth, we made our way back across the Danube to our hotel and started preparing for our next adventure - outdoor night iceskating at Városligeti Műjégpálya, the largest artificial ice surface in Europe. First opened in 1870, the iceskating complex has just been renovated and recently hosted the 2012 European Speed Skating Championships. Unfortunately, while Daniel was quite quick on his skates, Dave and I could hardly have been confused for speed skaters last night. In fact, I spent most of my time sitting on the sidelines! Dave was pretty good, however, and he managed to successfully complete several laps of the massive rink (although he did fall over twice). All in all, lots of fun!

 

Since the iceskating rink was just across the road from Heroes Square, we all wandered across to check it out once we'd returned our skates. I really love Heroes Square. I think it's such an amazing place and the enormous sculptures always make me feel a strong combination of awe and pride. But I don't think Daniel or Dave felt the same way. They just wanted to punch a horse. And I don't think it was very impressed!


Today we finished off our weekend in Budapest by visiting the Citadella, a massive former military fortress. It sits atop a plateau on Gellért Hill and offers some stunning views of the city. For me, however, the main highlight of the trip to the Citadella was exploring old WWII bunkers which have been converted into a photographic and wax model museum. Many of the images were very disturbing and they left a powerful impression. I was also impressed again by the sheer size and scale of the Liberty Statue which was added to Gellért Hill in 1947. While the statue was originally intended as a reminder of the Soviet liberation of Hungary during WWII, it eventually came to symbolise Hungary's own liberation from communism in 1989.


Anyway, I think that's more than enough history and excitement for one weekend.

- Amanda

Thursday, January 12, 2012

Hell

So Daniel and I returned to work this week. We were actually quite excited to see the kids again and I swear that some of them even seem to have grown during the last three weeks. 

Unfortunately, I don't think the kids were as excited to see us. You see, before they embarked upon their extra long Christmas break, all of the teachers (including Daniel and I) banded together and set our students tons of holiday homework. And so, while the kids were happy to be back at school on Monday and were thrilled to see their friends again, many of them were less pleased when we showed up and asked for their homework.

I was particularly bemused by my Grade 2 students. Before the break we had spent several weeks in class learning 'clothes' and 'family' words so I thought it would be good revision for the students to write and illustrate a little book with pictures and descriptions of their family members. I dedicated several lessons to the concept and helped every student to get their book underway before the break.

As you can imagine, after all this work, I was a little crushed on Monday morning when only about two-thirds of the class submitted their finished books for assessment. In fact, the other third of the class claimed to have absolutely no recollection of the books whatsoever. It was so crushing. I hate giving out bad marks when students fail to submit homework (as I rarely did homework myself when I was a kid), but in this case I just didn't think it would be fair not to.

Fortunately, the books that were submitted were absolutely fantastic. It's awesome to see students cementing their learning and even applying their English language skills in new ways...well, sort of. As you can see from the picture below, one of my students got a little creative with the title of his book. I laughed for about 10 minutes when I saw it.


I should probably explain about the 'hell' thing. The kids at school are obsessed with a Hungarian energy drink called HELL. It's somewhat of a national icon over here and you can buy it pretty much everywhere. 

In spite of (or perhaps because of) the fact that HELL seems to make the kids hyperactive, they drink it all the time. It's actually pretty disturbing. Last year one of the current Grade 4 students was hospitalised with heart palpitations and though he's fine now, his doctor told him explicitly not to drink any more HELL.

Hell..."Gives you power like hell"

- Amanda

Sunday, January 8, 2012

An unexpected surprise

Yesterday morning as Daniel and I set off for Budapest to collect Dave from the airport, I decided that Winter was over. After a week of bright sun and temperatures of up to 8 degrees, the possibility of a sudden cold spell seemed unlikely, and the very idea of more snow seemed ludicrous. 

So, with a heavy heart and an even heavier sigh, I made the decision to return my snow boots to the cupboard. There seemed little point in keeping them by the front door if there was no snow, and they only made me feel sad whenever I looked at them. 

Likewise, when we arrived home last night, it seemed that putting our car into the garage would be a waste of time. So we left it outside.

And this is the sight that greeted us this morning.


 - Amanda

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

Interesting Hungarian word #6 = Szilveszter

This week has been pretty unevenful, apart from some excitement on New Year's Eve (which is known as Szilveszter in Hungary). Daniel and I went out for dinner, played some darts, then came home at about 11pm to count down the final hour of 2011. We'd been warned a day earlier that a big party would be taking place at the house next door and it was in full swing when we arrived home. Lots of sullen looking teenagers were milling around outside and loud music could be heard from inside the house. Every now and then impressive bangs could be heard from fireworks being set off in our garden. Iago thought it was awesome and quickly abandoned Daniel and I to join the party. Some of the partygoers (our colleagues) also came over to our house and we shared our first palinka shots of 2012 with them. All in all, a great night, even though it took three days to get the thumping dance music out of my head!

As I said, the rest of this week has been pretty quiet, but I wanted to write a quick blog entry today so I could link to an interesting news article that I found last night. Basically it summarises some of the disturbing politically driven changes that have been occurring in Hungary over the last 18 months.

Check it out at:

- Amanda