Saturday, January 24, 2015

Germany, Germans, German

This post is just a lot of thoughts I have about the country, the people, and the language. This post goes from one subject to the next without necessarily connecting to each other, it's a bit abrupt.

I'm going to go with the assumption that anyone who has read at least a couple blog posts of mine knows that I find the German people simply fantastic. I find that they aren't as materialistic or consumeristic as Americans. They also don't care about how other people think about them as much Americans pay attention to outward appearences. But I also wish Germans smiled more often. It's not that they aren't friendly, I just prefer that when I walk down the street in a city, people look a little livelier. I mean, you live in a great country, that's got to be one reason to smile ...And not that this a competition, but that is a point for you, America. You're cool, too.

When I visited Berlin for a few days in June 2013 after I had successfully mastered Spanish, I couldn't help but laugh (from helplessness) when I walked around and I had no idea what anyone was saying around me and what different signs said. I was just happy I knew English. I can imagine myself thinking that this language was ridiculous and it definitely wasn't on my list to learn nor did I even think I was capable of learning it. And now when I hear German, I cannot help but say to myself, "Dude, how did I even learn German. I don't even understand how this happened to me." It's a cool and accomplished feeling.

I have read lots of articles on language learning and languages in general, and one reoccurring theme I read about language learning is that the moment you think a language is too hard, it will actually be hard to learn. Laughable, I thought. However, these past few months, I have been trying that method out. For example, reading and writing are challenging because the way the language is written I find is more complicated to understand than how it is spoken (I'm not talking about texting with my friends). Now I'm trying to take this positive mentality and adopt concrete methods of learning to read and write better. So, I've been reading newspapers and magazines more often. I still read slowly, but I know I will see improvement over time. The thing with writing German, for example on schoolwork, is that I feel like I have to write everything without grammatical errors or else I won't be understood, which is absolutely absurd. So I'm also working on not being a perfectionist in this aspect until the time is ready to apply that pressure. It is a bit of a downer, though, when you feel like your writing capabilities are those of a small child.
My last thought on this whole "tell yourself it is easy" attitude is that sometimes I just tell myself that there are way harder languages to learn, so I should get over it.  

On a semi-similar note, sometimes I feel like I haven't learned enough in the last five months, and the way I am combating this negativity is by reminding myself that I arrived without speaking a word of German and examine the sheer amount that I have learned in five months and that that amount has at least the potential to be doubled. I then say to myself "Hey, maybe you're not doing so badly after all"

I'll be honest here, I did not need to put this much effort into learning Spanish, at all. To be even more honeset, I did not struggle and I thought it was easy. As pathetic, but smart, as this is, my method for learning a solid amount of vocubulary words was to ~Spanish-ize~ the word and go from there. It actually worked a more than you might think. The truth is, it doesn't really work in German and there aren't as many cognates as one might think. When I look up a word from English to German, it is more of a shock when it is similar to English. Here is another point I have thought a lot about. During language camp, my teacher told us that she doesn't think there is such a thing as a "language gift or ability" (I'll add the fact she speaks German, English, and French and has studied Latin). I think this is absolutely false because that's the same thing as saying that some people can't be naturally good at math. I am pretty certain people would disagree with that. I think the important thing to understand with this idea is that while some people might be good at catching onto word families and recognizing patterns within a language doesn't mean that not everyone has the potential to learn it. I wish more people in the US didn't mentally give up on their language classes after the first year and actually give up the class after two years of learning it. It's not like you're allowed to give up math after two years just because you don't think you're good at it. 

One thing that I have found interesting with Germans and their language is that they'll be speaking German (obviously) and then randomly incorporate an English word into their speech. It's not that they are official words the language has adopted, they are simply words that I assume they couldn't find a good German word for. Of course, it's depends on the context of the conversation, but even in settings that I wouldn't expect it--for example our substitute math teacher saying a problem was "tricky"--it still happens. Sometimes they'll say the word and then give a description of what exactly they mean in German. Main culprits? Words like random, awkward, and mainstream. On the other hand, there are a couple French words that German has officially adopted so it wouldn't be pretentious at all to use them. It is pretty silly to hear, though, mixed in with German because the words still sound French.
Here is another quick fun fact about the language. Numbers 21-99 are read right to left. For example, English speakers would say thirty seven and Germans would say sevenandthirty (it is written all as one word). 

The people of this country also care a lot about the environment. For example, they separate their garbage into four groups: compost, paper, plastic, and actual trash. This is not only in homes, but there are also similar options in public, like the train station. However, instead of a compost bin they have one for glass. Despite all this, it is common practice to buy bottled water because some people drink carbonated water and people don't drink out of facets. I can understand if someone doesn't want to drink out a facet because it's not pure enough water, but I mean isn't that what Brita water filters are for? It has to be better than buying thousands of plastics water bottles. I have yet to understand this and it seems counter-productive to me. It's not like I come from the most environmentally friendly country, though, so who am I to judge? 

Let's end this with something in which I'm grateful hasn't really happened to me. Apparently there is a stereotype against Germans that they make it hard for others to learn the language. I know right, why would they do that?  I guess it is said that they'll speak English to English speakers regardless if they're trying to learn German because it's easier for both parties. Germans know English pretty well, and I don't think that surprises anyone. I assume they are tying to be nice and helpful. Not once (since I've learned German) have I had to say "Hey, could we speak German?" I also did not even know this was a stereotype until I heard other people saying how it is sometimes a problem for them. So I guess thank you to everyone I've ever talk to here for making me learn and practice my German.

Shannon




Saturday, January 10, 2015

Photos

I give fair warning right now that this post contains high levels of sass and many self taken photographs. Proceed with caution.

August
Because friends who learn German together, stay together. 

Because sometimes the city is prettier at dusk.

Because sometimes you get off at random metro stops in Hamburg with your friends and you find this, and it apparently appeals so much that we decide to visit twice.


September
Because food...especially Currywurst.

Because this is naturally what one finds when she enters the area of the Filmpark titled "The Wild West."


Because my friends are pretty awesome, especially because one invited me to her birthday party after a week of knowing her.

October



Because a selfie to Belgium is the best kind of selfie. 

Because I like flags, and I can name all the countries these flags belong to... And because I freaked out simply being in this room.

Because I consider myself a professional kite flyer after dealing with the wind on the Baltic Sea.

November


Because this photo reminds me a little bit of California.

Because sometimes I'm just the random American mixed in with Turks and Germans.


Because my Turkish host sister is better at coming up with ideas for photos than me.



December
Because we rule the kingdom.

Because who doesn't take a selfie while packaging cookies for our Christmas conert.


Because I like to take pictures of things with strong color contrasts, especially the back of palaces. 


Well, I'm at the halfway point of my time here in Germany. To commemorate, I chose three photos from each month I have been in Germany. All of them have never appeared in a blog post before, and only one was posted on Instagram.
Hope you enjoyed getting a more candid view of my life here. 

Shannon

Sunday, January 4, 2015

Christmas and Break

My Christmas break was filled with time spent with my host family and my friends, and if you ask me it doesn't really get better than that.

The sheer amount of food consumed around Christmas is massive, but of course it is delicious. It's like a continuous food coma for a week. Don't even get me started on the amount of sweets given around Christmas time, specifically chocolate. Gifts are not given without some form of chocolate, usually in the shape of a Santa Claus.
The main difference between Christmas in the US and in Germany is that in Germany the true day of celebration is on the 24th. My host grandparents came over for dinner, and we then opened presents. We played a game of Monopoly, but it's a long game so we split it up between two days for two hours each. I won the game by clearly having the most money at the end, and I made all my earnings off of smart investments in just two properties. In the process, I made both my host mom and host dad go bankrupt. It's funny, though, because after the first day I was actually second to poorest. It was a really fun game, and the best part were all the "money hungry American capitalist" jokes that were made. Oh, and I'm not being sarcastic, it was super funny and I was totally joining in. 

For some reason, when me and my friends hang out it always seems to revolve around food. For example, we will bake Christmas cookies, or my friend will cook us a delectable Vietnamese dish, or we will take a 30 min train ride to the city of Brandenburg (also the name of the "state" I live in) to eat at this amazing Indian restaurant that they said I had to try. I happened to do all those things with my friends this break, and our next baking conquest is an apple pie. 

Our first snow of the season was last Monday, and the weather forecasters have been predicting snow for weeks now but it just hasn't happened. It's a strange thing, actually, that we just got snow for the first time. So strange in fact, that it made the front page last week that it still hadn't snowed, and it made the front page of the newspaper again when it did finally snow. I, of course, am 100% for a day or two of snow; however, it really can become a burden for people that live where snow is common. I didn't actually have anything planned for that day, so it was perfect that when I looked out my window and saw snow, I knew exactly what I was going to do that day. My host sister called up her friend that also lives in our village, and the three of us went to the hills in our village and went sledding! It was so much fun, but very tiring. I also got three bruises, but whatever.

our backyard

me ~trying~ to sled


at the top of the hightest hill

We have this really good family friend whose daughter lives in Potsdam. Potsdam is the capital city of Brandenburg, is pretty close in distance to Berlin, and takes about a hour to get to. I've been there once before, but this time my host sister and I travelled there on Friday and stayed with her for the night. We did some sightseeing, and I knew that the city is beautiful from before, but wow, it is truly gorgeous. There are an abundance of castles, many old edifices, and just a lot of history in the form of architecture there. Anyways, we only had the afternoon so we visited the Sanssouci Palace, which was a former summer palace of Frederick the Great, King of Prussia. While walking around the city we keep talking about food, and our friend mentioned that she had always wanted to try tacos because she sees them in movies all the time. We decided right then and there that we were having tacos for dinner. I was the one in charge of cooking everything, but tacos are not even that difficult. We found seasoning, tortillas, and taco shells in a big grocery store, which I surprised me. We found guacamole sauce as well, but I found it gross. It really just wasn't the same. The tacos were a success and I plan on cooking them again for my host family and friends. The whole point of this adventure to Potsdam was to go to this student run Karaoke night at the university that our friend is apart of. And here's the thing with karaoke, I love it. There were some really great singers and some not really great singers, but no one cared at all. Whenever someone went up to the mic to sing their song, it was their time to shine. Everyone was really nice, and we had a really fun time! I really hope we can go again.

our friend we stayed with

the palace garden


I was so intrigued by these ducks because when they extend their necks, they look like chickens. I also find them very pretty so I took a photo. 

The thing on the left is ice, but the entire time I thought it was a stone thing for the ducks in the pond...

Sanssouci Palace




Our delcious tacos! Complete with taco shells, torillas, ground beef, peppers, onions, tomatos, cheese, lettuce, sour cream, and guacamole.

I would like to conclude this post by saying I will be posting with less frequency. While I enjoy writing this blog and sharing my adventure with you, it is also time consuming. The hardest part; however, is coming up with something weekly to write a whole post on considering I'm at school 5 days a week. On the weekends when I'm hanging out with my friends, my host family, or just chilling by myself, it usually isn't interesting enough for you to want to read a blog post about it. With all said, if you have something specific you want to know about living in Germany or about my experiences here, let me know and I will gladly write about it! 
As of now, I'm aiming for three times per month instead of four. 

Shannon


Monday, December 22, 2014

December

Last weekend my host family and I took a two hour road trip to two very old cities, one of which is over a thousand years old. They're called Wernigerode and Quedlinburg. We went to Quedlinburg first and visited this very old castle and church where King Henry I, the first king of Germany being elected in the year 919, is buried. Afterwards, we went to the Christmas Markets in the two cities, where we drank and ate our fair share of Glühwein and Bratwurst, respectively. Seriously though, so much food, it's crazy. Glühwein is mulled wine. It is usually made with red wine, mulled spices, and raisins. It is a drink served hot, and it is "the drink to drink" at Christmas Markets. And well, Bratwurst is practically the national food of Germany, so that one explains itself. There are Christmas markets in practically every city and village in Germany, but the more well known ones are in the west, like Cologne, and the south, like Nürnberg, of Germany. There is something truly beautiful about Christmas Markets in the evening with all the Christmas lights on, the dark blue sky as the backdrop, and extremely old buildings surrounding the market. It's very fairytale like, and it doesn't hurt that there is usually an old castle in the vicinity.


The building in the back is the town hall.

Right as it was becoming dark


I love this photo because it's totally candid; the funniest thing happened when it was taken.

On Saturday, my host mom, my host sister and I went shopping in Berlin and to a couple more Christmas Markets. The city was all lit up and completely full of people! Lots of fun though.
a Christmas market entrance
It was raining, as you might be able to tell, but even that can't ruin our Christmas spirit. 


I love Berlin!!!

Last week in biology my teacher gave us this paper to fill out saying it was for this experiment we were doing. I naturally filled out the form, but still have no idea what this is about. Turns out, these two biology people were coming to our school to do an experiment with us, which was their way of doing outreach. We were testing DNA to find a match to a "murderer's" DNA. It was pretty cool and fun actually to do; however, my lab partner and mine's didn't turn out the way it was supposed to. It's okay, thought, because we tried. Even though ours failed, we still got out picture in the newspaper! So I mean, who is the real winner here... 



I had a paradoxically eventful yet uneventful week at school. The grading period was over last week for my class, so this week was filled with free periods. However, my class had the task of putting on a Christmas Concert for the school on Friday morning, so during those free periods we were preparing. The really cool thing was it was 100% organized and preformed by the 12th grade. We sang songs, the really talented singers had solos, duets, or trios, there were instrumental duets and trios, a skit, and a Christmas monologue. It was mostly for the students at school, but my host mom came to watch and take photos. The whole show went spectacularly, and I think it was quite a hit! Afterwards, my host family and I went out to lunch to this Greek restaurant, which I thoroughly enjoyed because I had never had Greek food before.

My friends :)


I'm not planning on posting a blog next Monday. Ya know, the holidays, spending time with friends and family, that kinda thing. But after that, I will probably write about Christmas break, but who knows.

Merry Christmas!

Shannon

Monday, December 15, 2014

Turkey


Ready yourself, blog readers, it's going to be a long post. I'll try to give a general overview of what we did, and highlight the best parts because there is simply no way I could talk about everything in one comprehensive blog post.

I do not even think I can possibly convey how amazing the week was in Turkey. If you read my previous post, you know I was a little nervous because I was going into the unknown. That was dumb, though, because everyone and everything was wonderful.

I got picked up from the airport by my Turkish host dad, and I was mentally prepared to communicate in English, German, or hand gestures. Luckily, he spoke English quite well and the first thing he said to me as we were walking to the car was: "Here is the first rule of Turkey, when you're walking on the street, look for cars, not at the light because cars will go even when it is red." Interesting choice of first words, but I guess it was important to know. The next thing however was, "We were expecting only Germans to come here, but when we saw an American on the list, we thought it was a nice suprise." That's when I knew I would have a good time here. We then drove to my host sister's volleyball game where my host mom also was.

The next day we visited Ephesus, an ancient Greek and Roman city. We also visited The House of Mary, where she spent her last days on earth. I had no idea this place existed, but it is a historical fact that she was there, and it is all explained at the place. The grounds look a lot like a retreat center, and there is a little house where the shrine is. People can light candles and say a prayer. There is also this huge wall filled with papers where people can write down a prayer, wish, or hope.



Theater at Ephesus 



Celsus Library of Ephesus

On Monday we went to a Wind farm. The coolest part was that we got to go inside the wind mill, not climb up it though obviously, just look inside. This was actually the reason we were in Turkey. We were researching renewable energy sources in Turkey, but more specifically, wind energy. 



We spent 1.5 days in the Turkish school, which is where we spent time working on putting our research together. That was rough because there wasn't much I could really do to help my group, so I ended up sitting there most of the time.

We also went to Pergamon, which is another ancient Greek and Roman city. It's funny because there is a Pergamon Museum in Berlin that I went to a couple years ago. It took me way longer than it should have to put together the fact that I was going to the actual place that the museum is about. In short, I like history, so it was really cool to see the ruins. It's also atop this mountain (you'll see in the photos) and the view was spectacular.

We had to ride in these things to get to the city

My host sister

Ruins of the Temple of Trajan




While there, I learned about 10 basic words and phrases in Turkish such as hello, thank you, etc. so that I could say them when I bought something, met someone new, or went out to eat. It's not like I look Turkish and it's not like many people outside of Turkey know Turkish, so when I said something, they would usually be taken by suprise and then smile! Moral of the story: if you visit another country, learn the most basic phrases because it will be appreicated, and let's be honest, happy natives make for a better experience for the visiter/tourist. Plus, worst case scenario is that they think it's "cute" or "sweet" that you tried.

It was really such a blessing that my host family spoke english well, and not because it made my life easier, but because it gave me an opportunity to really learn some Turkish culture and history as well. I learned more Turkish history in the 30 minute car ride home than I have in any history class I've ever been in.
Of course, the common language also meant we could connect better.

Personally, I think I had an extra special experience there because I am neither German or Turkish, but I am familiar with the way Germans act and not that I was familiar with Turks, but I saw so many similarities between them and the Spainards. I felt like neutral ground and one reason is because I think the way the American people act is no more similar to Germans than it is to Turks, a happy medium if you will. Needless to say, it was super cool to see the different ways the two groups acted. The Germans a little more reserved and the Turks a little more loud and energetic. The Germans politely following the unwritten rules of social conduct and the Turks playing by their own rules.

I try not to be boastful, but I'll let that slide to say I think I can connect well with people. That trait mixed with the fact I seem to always get placed with the nicest people for host families is probably the reason I always have such great experiences with host families.

I became friends with a lot of people in the Turkish group, and I feel like my Turkish host sister is actually like my little sister (she's 15). It was sad saying good bye to them and my host family, but at least I'll see the students again when they come to Germany in May!

Now, it wouldn't really be a blog post written by yours truly if I didn't mention something about the food. Tea is king here, more specifically black tea. Tea in Turkey is like beer for Germans and American pride for Americans. It's everywhere you go, embedded in the culture, and it's something one must try and take part in if you're visiting. Yogurt is also the staple food here. For example, we had something that was esssentially the equivilent of raviolis for dinner one night, and the sauce you eat it with is yogurt: either plan or garlic. Sounds strange, but it tasted good. If yogurt is not included as food, then it is taken as a drink. It's called Ayran and it is yogurt, water, and salt all mixed together. It was probably the nastiest thing I have ever tasted, but I wouldn't be suprised if it's like the national drink or something. Turkish cuisine in general is saltier. I also tried Turkish coffee, which was incredibly strong and doesn't really taste anything like what Americans would consider coffee to be. The cool traditional thing to do, though, is to get your future read to you. I feel like I'll lose quite a few readers while explaining this, but try to stay with me. You drink the coffee (which is only ever a little tea cup full; three sips max) until you get to the liquidly coffee grounds at the bottom. You put the teacup-saucer-plate-thing on top of the teacup then flip it over so the teacup is on top. Swirl around in a circular motion 4 times while making a wish. Are you still with me here? Okay. then you wait about 4 minutes or so then the woman (it's pretty much always a woman) takes the cup and saucers and pours the grounds, which is a cream like texture of a solid/liquid mix, onto the plate. She then tells you about your future. Then she'll pour the grounds on the saucer back into the cup, and tell you more about your future from the saucer. You really need to be creative to do this because the method is looking at the shapes the grounds go to when it gets poured and coming up with stuff from the shapes. I know it probably sounds crazy to  most of my readers because it's a little looked down upon in our culture, but it's actually a legitimate profession for some women. It's a cultural thing, and was cool for me to participate in. Another food I tried was Turkish Delight. I had no idea what it was until I tried it, but it's a gel of starch and sugar with different fruits or even nuts. It is quite sweet and an interesting taste. I get the idea it's the type of food in which if you eat even just a little too much, you would feel sick.

One thing that was so crazy for me was the amount of stray dogs and cats. The dogs weren't that annoying, but I lost my patience with the cats. I'm not even a fan of cats. They would jump on your lap uninvited or basically just nag you. My Turkish host dad said the government gives them shots, so they're totally safe. They don't have owners (hence the word "stray") but the people feed them, don't see them as a problem, and they just live within society.

The city of Izmir is very beautiful and it reminded me a lot of Southern California. Palm trees lining the streets, many cars driving on very wide streets (opposite of Europe), and a coastal city overlooking the water. The weather is also similar.  We visited the landmark of Izmir which is a clocktower; however, I have yet to understand why it's important. We went inside a mosque, too! That was very cool for me because I had never been inside one before. Everyone had to take off their shoes and we girls had to wear head scarves to cover our hair. It is the oldest mosque in Izmir and as you might notice in the photos, it is ornate like a church. Mosques aren't usually this way, but it was built in the Baroque Period, so it happens to be more ornate than most. This mosque has a balcony on top, where only women are allowed because that's where they pray. This was good for me because the mosque was prettier anyways from the balcony view.

My friend and I the clock tower.


inside the Mosque.

Enough of my rambling about the incredible trip I went on, here are some more photos.

some Turkish friends

The Germna group plus the one American (me)


Streets of Izmir

a friend, me, my host sister

My wonerful host family

More pictures with friends!