Job Number Two

I now have a second job! Kind of. I got hired to work for two weeks teaching one 3 hour class per day, 5 days a week. I wish it was for longer than two weeks, but I'm not picky. The school is called the Australia center, and it offers English classes and helps Thais study abroad in Australia. Teaching there has been really good, the classes only have at most five students, so I can really get to know them and work closely with each one everyday. It's nice to have work to do every morning to give my day some structure. I am also teaching at the same job at the Buddhist temple, which is also going well, apart from the fact I only teach there three hours a week. I'm building lots of experience and connections, so hopefully something good will come up when the schools reopen from break at the end of October.

I still hang out with Maht a lot, he seems to love taking me places and practicing his English. We went bowling last week with a friend of his from Bangkok, which was great fun. Those little Thai dudes can bowl! I only won one game out of about ten. Maht has also been taking me to various resturants around the city to try new food, which is good because when left to my own devices I usually just get Pad Thai where I know it's good. Last weekend Maht and I went on a business trip to a resort/experimental farm in the far north near the Burmese border. We stayed two nights, and Maht worked fixing equipment during the day, leaving me to do a little exploring and get some reading done. I guess the King and Queen of Thailand commissioned an agricultural study of this area because it is at high elevation in a cloud forest. Don't quote me on that. It was really beautiful, the mountains in Thailand are massive monoliths that jut out of the ground, forming extremely steep sides. These are covered in lush jungle vegetation, making them stunning to behold. I can see why this country is such of hub of international tourism.

A real teacher? 

It's nice having a class of only three students.

Australia Center Chiang Mai

My Boy Maht

I have been teaching the same group of adult students twice a week for three weeks now. On the first day, I struck up a conversation with a student named Maht before class. He speaks better English than most in the class and is the most eager to ask questions and learn new words. When I told him my name was Forest he said "Hmmmm... no. I will call you Bob." I've been Bob ever since. This is especially funny/random since that was my nickname from ages 1-5 of my childhood. Maht offered me a ride home after class and we've been tight ever since. He is 53, maybe 5 feet tall, married with a 15 year old son and three cats, one of which he says is perpetually sick. (I hear kitty-AIDS is going around) Maht loves to constantly barrage me with questions about how to say things in English, and is dead set on teaching me Thai. We have hung out a couple times outside of class, which involves him running errands for his industrial cleaning products business and me riding along. Translation errors run rampant, especially because he often confuses pronouns. He often says your when he means hers or his. This leads to "He was with your wife" instead of "He was with his wife". Hilarity ensues. Maht loves to laugh, but I never know what will set him off. I might drop what I consider a great joke and get no response, but when I talk about how I have trouble remembering Thai words he will start laughing his ass off. Last week we went to a popular student restaurant that specializes in "toast", which turned out to be steamed white bread that you dip into custard sauce. This dish is accompanied by a mug of hot milk. I could help but laugh when he called the place the "milk bar". We sat around around for a while spotting cute college girls and debating which ones were actually boys. It was some of the most fun I've had here.

Maht has been incredibly generous and friendly to me. He now comes and picks me up from my house before class, often takes me out to resturants, and never lets me pay for anything. It really is some of that famous Thai hospitality. Next week I am going with him on a business trip for a couple of days to a resort up near the Myanmar border. It will be nice to get out of the city and see some of the countryside.

A few days ago Maht took me and some of the others from class out to dinner. It was an interesting restaurant experience, much different from the style I am used to. Each person got a bowl of rice, and then took little samples of the six different dishes that were ordered for us to share. I like this method, you can try many things and don't have to eat things you don't like. While we were eating, one of the students asked how long I would be teaching at the school. I replied that I wasn't sure, if I found a full-time job I would probably have to quit. She said that all of the students wanted me to stay, and that they had been gossiping about what a good teacher I was. I think my heart actually melted. It felt so good to hear this after my frustrating job search, where I seemed to get the brush-off at every school I applied at. Huge ego and confidence boost. It's funny how a small compliment like that can totally restore your motivation and make all of your efforts seem like they are worth it. That girl just earned a A in my class.

Doi Suthep

Last week one of my students asked me where I had been in Chiang Mai. I had to admit, not had not seen much, only places reachable on the old shoelace express. When he asked where I would like to go, I said I would like to visit the temple on the mountain. I have a great view of the mountain that towers over Chiang Mai from my window, and you can't help but notice the golden structure peaking out from the dense foliage. The student then offered to take me there the next day. I never turn down an invitation unless I have to, so I agreed.

The temple (Doi Suthep) is about a eight mile drive up the mountain from town. At the top is a cluster of shops selling souvenirs, a great view of the city, and a huge staircase leading to the temple. The temple itself was massive, with elaborate shrines everywhere, chanting monks, and gawking tourists. My student gave me the tour and insisted that I participate in some ritual chanting, bowing and candle lighting. While I like many of the ideas behind Buddhism, such as quieting the mind, non-attachment, and compassion, here they seem to focus more on Buddha worship, rituals, karma, and superstitions. I can't complain though, overall I have experienced Thai people to be genuinely kind, honest and helpful.   

I wish I would have counted the steps. The dragons back is the handrail all the way up.

A dragon vomiting out four others. Awesome.

One of the shrines inside the temple.

I'm not a Buddhist, I just look like one on my blog. 

Teaching

Well,  I guess I'm a real paid teacher now. I'm only working a few hours a week, so the stress level is definitely low.  I teach a mix of college students and adults, all who come to classes after school/work and on weekends. I teach mostly out of a textbook, which makes things a lot easier than coming up with my own lesson plans. I couldn't ask for better students, they genuinely want to learn and are good about asking questions about new words and concepts.
I have recently started looking for more work, ideally I would like a full time position where they help me get one-year visa. So, the last couple of days I got dressed up in my sunday best and went school visiting. I quickly realized that I am just one in stream of English teachers that must make the rounds to these schools to apply for positions. Usually I was just made to fill out an application for and leave my CV with the secretary, without even meeting with the person in charge. A little frustrating, but maybe one of the seeds I planted will grow into a job offer. The good news is that I only need to work about 10 hours per week to support myself. Gotta love a rock bottom cost of living!

My Thai Momma

Did you see that picture of the Pad Thai from last week? Well, here's the story of who makes it. My first few days were spent scoping the local food scene. Some places nearby cater strictly to tourists, some strictly to locals, and some a mixture of both. I prefer the local places, but often the menus are only in Thai, forcing me to just point to someone's food and say "bring me that" These places are usually very busy too, and the workers sometimes seem annoyed having to cater to some random foreigner that got lost and wandered in. After some sampling and searching, I found my Thai momma. She runs a hole in the wall little restaurant with no real menu and random stuff just kind of scattered around her booth. She had those two magic words posted out front in English, "Pad Thai". That was enough to get me in the door. But what makes eating there great is the woman herself. She speaks exactly zero words of English, and my Thai ranges from "Hello, how are you?" to "uhhhh Pad Thai?" I went home after my first visit and looked up the word for delicious, which are "Aroy mak mak". I went back and ate there again, and she was pumped about how delicious I thought her food was. After that I was in. Now I go there everyday, and she is always excited to see me and have a laugh about how little we understand each other. She gives me extra rice and samples of whatever she has laying around. When she is cooking for someone else, she stops by my table first and gives me a scoop right from thier plate before she delivers it. I love it. Ice water is free and plentiful, which is essential when you are sweating buckets or try the wrong kind of pepper that all Thai eateries have as condinments.  She always seems happy and has that motherly instinct of making sure you are well fed to the point of bursting.  As long as she is around, I think I will be fine living in Thailand

Job!

I got a job! A friend of Mackenzie's called me and said she knew someone who was looking for an English teacher. After a short interview of me giving my best professional English teacher pitch, I was offered two classes a week as a trial, with more classes if they like my teaching. Sweet! The best part is that there is no contract to sign, I was told that if I found a better job than I could just quit, no problem. It pays $9.60 per hour, making it the highest paying job I've ever had! While this is slightly pathetic, keep in mind that I've never actually had a full time job. (must be doing something right in life)  The school is part of a Buddhist Temple, so some of the students will be monks, and I will be teaching barefoot. This will be interesting. Hopefully the job will be a good foot in the door to a full time position, either at this school or somewhere else. I start on Wednesday, wish me luck!

The Ping river. Definately reminds me of the Nung river in Apocalypse Now. 

Impressive cemetery at the temple.

Who wouldn't want to hire me?

I've been enjoying some nice sunsets through my window.

First Week

                                              My dorm-room style temporary accommodation.

Note the AC and Thai-teen pop decor on the door.

                                   Awesome view of the city and mountains out my window.

The next Red Bull?

"Maggot in love" blanket that came with the room.

Pad Thai done right, for $1.

What is the deal in Asia with inappropriate cartoons and brands? After seeing the sperm drink and the maggot in love blanket above, the question is, are these things made to be funny or not? Is it just a bad translation or a cultural difference I don't get? I WANT ANSWERS!