I spent three years overseas teaching at International Schools, two in Malaysia and one in Indonesia. I recently returned to the US for a few years so that I can see family since I had two family members pass away recently, one while I was still overseas and I hadn't been home in 3 years. I want to spend a few years back in the US seeing family and friends. I also want to work on my Master's so I can move up in the International School World.
Sunday, October 31, 2010
Movie Night
Last night I was invited by a lady in the book club I am a part of to a movie night at another lady's house. It was a girl's night in. We were supposed to come in our pj's or sweat clothes and bring drinks and snacks. I wore my clean workout pants and top. We were going to watch Eat, Pray, Love. Several of the ladies have read the book and really like it, and were excited to watch the movie. I was the only one who had seen the movie since I got to see it back in the US a few days before I moved over here. We ended up visiting the whole night. I would have been happy to see the movie again, but I didn't mind just visiting. It gets lonely sometimes. The other teachers keep to themselves. I visit sometimes with the housekeeper and driver but they both speak little English. I visit sometimes with the owner and his wife, but they are busy people. Even though school is done in English, like when I am in the office they speak Malay, and so although I can listen I can't get to know the people. I don't know what is going on most of the time and if students ask me I can only say I don't know. Even with other people that I know here that have lived here for years when they have other people over they talk in Malay so again I am left out. It was nice to have everyone speak English and be able to understand what they were saying and get to know them better. I didn't talk a whole lot but it was just nice to listen to get to know about them and their families. It was a different mixture of ladies-so there was one from Germany, one from Wales, one from Australia, one from New Zealand, one from Canada, one from England, and one from Switzerland but is married to a Malay and has lived here for several years now. It was interesting to hear about things from different countries. We talked about how names in different countries mean different things and how in one country it might be a normal name in another it has a bad meaning. Or different words mean different things and sometimes it can be a bad word in another language. I think I will refrain from examples since many of them are bad words or not appropriate things. It was funny though, but I could see at the time when they learned it it would be embarrassing.
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