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How to Save Money to Travel

Monday, 04 February 2013 Traveling 0 Comments
Charity (a 2012 TEFL Worldwide graduate) and her husband have been traveling the world on a budget. Here, Charity shares her advice on saving money to travel.
By far the most repeated question I get from people is, “How can you afford to travel so much?” I am still surprised at the shock people receive when my response is just, “Anyone can do it.” Seriously. As most of you know, I was a teacher in the States and Amauri worked for Disney. We are not the highest earners and we did not win the lottery. So what's the big secret? Simply put, we consciously worked at reaching our goal. We just did it. 

Along the way, we both learned some valuable lessons. In my personal experience, I have found that these are some tips to help you save for that dream destination.
-Set a goal. It doesn’t matter if it’s a weekend trip to Miami or a year in Bali. It could be to save $200 or $20,000. The principle is still the same. When you know where you want to go, you will make an effort to get there. It’s amazing how different you will feel when you are making strides towards your goal and can see the finish line. It helps to think about this goal when ever you’re about to spend money on something stupid. I have even been known to put up pictures to  remind myself of where I want to be or create a countdown to to keep myself on track. 
Which leads into my next tip...
-Don’t spend money on something stupid. This one is a tough one for me. To me, how a person spends their money is their problem. If a woman truly values beautiful purses, why can’t she spend her earnings on an expensive Coach? It's her money. Obviously I would rather spend the money on a trip, as seeking new experiences in another country is what I value and find happiness from. It may not be to you, and that's ok. However, if you are saving for a dream travel destination,  creating priorities is a must. Eventually, you will begin to learn what is just not necessary in your life. 
The most common sense, but challenging way to save quickly is to reduce those extra expenses.
-Extra expenses. For Amauri and I, this meant closing our membership at the gym, turning off our cable (everything is available online anyway!), feeding my book obsession at the library instead of amazon, brown bagging it to lunch, and eating dinners at home. That alone saved us a few hundred each month. It adds up. In addition, each week we put a portion of our paycheck into our savings. I understand that this can get quite challenging and everyone has a different budget, but there are small things you can do to make a difference. Skipping your daily Starbucks alone could fund a trip. ($5 a day for 365 days? $1825! Think about it.) 
It took Amauri and I about two years to reach our goal and after we met it, it was time to sell our belongings. 
-Sell extra junk. I’m not saying you should do it to the degree we did, but because of this I came to learn that people will buy anything on Craigslist. Old hangers? Shoes you never wore? Someone will buy it. What’s the harm in listing your old stuff? You just never know and may earn a few extra bucks towards your goal. 
Traveling costs money and saving can be a daunting task. However, even if your income is on the lower end it is still possible to save enough for your goal.  With a little creativity, determination, and yes, a bit of sacrifice, you can find ways to fund your travel dreams. We are proof of that. 
Taken from their Travel Blog, Married Nomads
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Paris, I Love You

Wednesday, 12 December 2012 Traveling 5 Comments

By Charity DeSouza - class of September 2012. Read more about her adventures with her husband in her Married Nomads blog.

 Paris is the city of lights. The city of love. The city you grow up believing is one of the most romantic places in the world. The place Carrie Bradshaw famously got smacked in the face by an old man.

 

 
Lucky for me, I was already with the man of my dreams and the world is our Paris. Ok...vomit, I know.
 
The beginning of our journey was less romantic and more sketch. The bus station in any city is the basically the same. Add about 50 pigeons and you will know what it’s like to be in the one in London. With the cheapest bus ticket ever in our hands, we weren’t complaining. We grabbed a hot meat pasty (not as kinky as it sounds), and found a seat.
 
Unfortunately, we hit major traffic and didn’t get to Paris until around midnight.  Everyone on the bus was running towards the subway so we knew we were cutting it close to missing the last train of the night. We really didn’t want to take a cab because we weren’t even sure how far we were to the hostel. As we were running, the last train was gearing up to head out. A random man on the train yelled with urgency, “Where are you going?” We yelled back where we needed to be and he replied back, breaking that cliche that all French people are rude, “Get on this one. Switch at the next stop!” Panting, we hopped on the train, the doors closing behind us within seconds.
 
We finally arrived at our hostel and realized that it was right next to the famous Moulin Rouge. The street was lined with various sex shops, all lit up with cheap florescent lights and pleather outfits for sale. I started to worry why our hostel was so cheap. Thankfully, it wasn’t a scene from 50 Shades of Gray and was actually quite normal.

 
 
 
Oddly, our $30 a night hostel had the tiniest elevator in the world. No joke, Amauri and I could barely fit in it together. Apparently French people like to be intimate. Fortunately, they had an amazing free breakfast of croissants, cereals, and beverages. The next morning we stuffed our faces, knowing that the price of food in this city would be steep. I was tempted to shove an extra croissant in my pocket.

Right before Claustrophobia set in.


 
Most of our time spent in Paris was walking. (and eating crepes, duh) Paris is a city that can easily be seen as overrated from someone who hasn’t been. Like London, it is not. The city is amazing. Every corner you turn is enchanting. Whether it is a random beautiful gold statue or a interesting piece of history, even the street lights are a piece of art. It is a feast for the senses. Just sitting around and listening to the French people go about their business is fascinating. I could listen to French for hours. I often tell Amauri that there are cities that I often “click” with, feeling as if I lived there in a past life. After visiting Paris for the second time, I can definitely put it down on my list. I could live in Paris forever.

 
 

 
I'm not lying about the street lamps.
 
Although it will never shake the reputation for arrogance, somehow this adds to the city’s charm. After all, they have a lot to be arrogant about. Champs-Élysées, one of the most expensive streets in the world. The Arc de Triomphe. The Louvre.

The Arc de Triomphe
 
 
Of course, the Eiffel Tower. I’m obsessed. I made Amauri see it during the day AND at night. I’m pretty sure we took about a 100 photos here. Apparently the Tower was only expected to be up for 20 years, put up to honor the 100 year anniversary of the French Revolution. To make it even more magnificent, it sparkles at night.

Who is the tourist in the hot blue pants?


 

Amauri shares my joy in the Eiffel Tower.


 
I die.
 
 
We window shopped at all the high end stores and beautiful restaurants, but decided it was in our best interest to go to the grocery store and buy food on our own. Their delicious selection of meats, cheeses, and breads were enough for us.

Paris, we love you!


 
 
Unfortunately, our farewell to Paris was a little sour. We took a bus from Paris to Brussels, as it was only about $25. Well, sometimes you get what you pay for. The man yelled the instructions in French, then got on the bus. We were unsure of what he said so Amauri asked and he just screamed at him, “Why ask?!” in French. Thankfully, some nice Brazilians (yes, they are everywhere) helped us out. I don’t think all French people are rude, but this guy definitely was. He proceeded to drive like a mad man down the highway.


I popped in my motion sickness medicine, blasted some Radiohead, and fell asleep.
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Interesting Facts about Prague

Sunday, 18 November 2012 Justin 3 Comments

So today I guided the TEFL Worldwide Prague orientation walk, leading the new class throughout the city of Prague on this chilly November afternoon. We started by hiking up towards the castle, enjoying some nice views, watching the changing of the guards, then heading torwads the castle grounds, entering the St. Vitus cathedral, heading down Nerudova street, crossing over, crossing the always entertaining Charles Bridge, winding down Karlova street, entering Old Town Square, making a right, and then stopping for some typical Czech food at U Balbinu restaurant. 

This tour today got me thinking about how interesting the history of this country is. It's so rich in culture, there are so many interesting chapters in this city, and also more relevant to this blog post, there are so many interesting facts and stories as well! I'll list a few of my favorite ones off the top of my head.


But first, I should mention that the Czech Republic is a country that has a history of overcoming oppressive regimes. The Nazis, then Communism (which was followed by the softening of Communism in the late 1960s under Alexander Dubcek), then more hardlined version of Communism, and then finally freedom in 1989. Also, there was tons of religious oppression in the old days as well. This makes for some interesting stories about the Czech resilience.

 
Old Town Square- here, there is a massive statue of Jan Hus, which features Hus standing near Hussite warriors who were forced into exile as well as a statue of a young mother which symbolizes national rebirth. To me, this statue is very interesting because it symbolizes strength and resilience over oppressive regimes. Whether it's religious persecution, Nazi rule, or Communism, the Czechs have always prevailed. Here is an image of this monument: 
  
 

 

Another interesting thing about Old Town Square is the 27 crosses. These spots depict where 27 intellectuals were beheaded in 1621 after the Battle of White Mountain. After they were beheaded, their heads were of course displayed on the Charles Bridge

The Prague Castle also provides some interesting stories. Here are a few ones I think are particularly good.

The Czech Crown Jewels are housed in the Prague Castle. These jewels include a sword, sceptre and crown belonging to the legendary King Wenceslas. These original Crown Jewels are in the castle and are hiddden behind a door with 7 locks that require 7 different keys to open them. Each key is owned by an important Czech figure. For example, the President has one, the head Clergyman has one, etc.


Speaking of which, there is a legend that says that if you put this crown on your head and you're an imposter (aka not the real king), you will die within a year. In one particularly famous instance, Reinhard Heydrich - Hitlers second in command who was headquartered at Prague Castle in the late 30s, apparently tried the crown on in 1941 and was then assassinated less than a year later by Czech paratroopers trained in England. An interesting thing about his death is that he was badly injured, but refused Czech blood, so he died for his own racism. Very interesting!


Another interesting Nazi story is that outside of the Rudolfinum concert hall, there are statues of various composers. Hitler ordered the statue of Mendlssohn to be destroyed because...well...obviously, he's Jewish. The Czech men he sent to destroy them did not know which statue was Wagner, so what was their logic? Let's destroy the one with the biggest nose!! But of course, this one happened to be a statue of Alfred Wagner, Hitlers favorite composer! Figures.

Of course, with the coming and going of Communism, there must be some interesting stories to go with this! One particularly interesting one came around the time of the Prague Spring, when Communism became a bit softer. It was more like Socialism at this point. But long story short, Alexander Dubcek was not a hardline Communist leader, the Soviets didn't like it, they didn't want it to spread, so they invaded. And here's where the craziness begins. 

In this plan (the Warsaw Pact), they planned to invade at midnight when the radio would be off air, but the problem was that Czechoslovakia didn't use daylight savings time (the Russians did, so it was only 11 when the Russians came to invade, so the radios were able to warn everyone. The people of Czechoslovakia united and in a very clever display, they defaced all the street signs except the ones that point back to Moscow, which confused the hell out of the Russians. Also, the small villages all renamed themselves to "Dubcek" during this time, which made the Russians even more lost! However, in the end, Dubcek was arrested, and the rule then became harsher. Good try guys. 


St. John of Nepomuk - I like the story of St. John. He was the priest of the royal family when Wenceslas was in power. Wenceslas' wife confessed his sins to John, and of course, Wenceslas demanded to know what she told him. John, being the professional that he is, refused to tell him, and thus, he was tortured and thrown off the bridge. There is a rumor that 5 stars appeared above where he landed the night that he died, so on all statues of him, there are 5 stars above his head. This one is the most famous.

 



St James Church - There is a shriveled looking arm that's hanging here in this church. Apparently, the reason behind this is because a thief tried to come into the church and steal pearls off the statue of the Virgin Mary. Rumour has it that the statue grabbed him and wouldn't let go. He had to have his arm severed off which in the end was preserved, hung from the churche ceiling, and served as a warning not to mess with the statue of Mary. Check it. 

There you have it! Some interesting Prague facts that I like to share not only on my orientation walks, but also with you. I'd suggest reading up on Prague history. It's quite interesting!

 
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Let the Southeast Asian adventures commence!

Thursday, 11 October 2012 Traveling 0 Comments

By Michelle Fuller - Class of July 2012. Read more about her teaching and traveling adventures here

 

After arriving – once again – in Prague, successfully completing my TEFL certification course, deciding that I would stay in the Czech Republic to teach instead of moving on to Germany, Thailand, South Korea or any of the other possibilities I had been bouncing around in my head, obtaining a new flat with two phenomenally fantastic

 

roommates, 

 

signing a year-long work contract with the favorite language school I interviewed with, and being reunited with some of my favorite old stomping grounds for a month, I decided that it was finally time to do what I can come over here to do…travel. Well, travel away from Prague. A friend of mine whom I had met two years prior at the Spring in New York program we both attended at NYU was backpacking around Southeast Asia. Sounded like a good plan so I decided to join. After my roommates and I spent a fabulous weekend in Budapest to celebrate one of their birthdays – exploring chain bridges and eclectic bars and lounging in Hungarian thermal bath houses – I set out on what was to be the adventure of a lifetime. As I said, let the Southeast Asian adventures commence! Here are some rambling thoughts from my past-mind:

 

With a spring in my step this morning (possibly from excitement and possibly because it’s the first day in a while I haven’t been hung-over and have actually gotten some decent sleep – sorry parentals but Budapest knows how to party and I mean, hey, when in Rome) I packed up my stuff and headed out of the hostel. A baguette, some sandwich meat, banana, and four mini croissants later I was on the metro to the airport. Couldn’t let those extra forints go to waste now could I? The hour and a half flight to Amsterdam from Budapest was painless. Definitely no complaints about KLM airlines – they even fed us in that amount of time!

 

My layover of a few hours is in Amsterdam and I’ve decided to like it already for several reasons:

 

1) flying in it was absolutely gorgeous

2) the airport is remarkably clean, efficient, and organized…at least from my 30 minutes here

3) someone has sporadically come on the overhead intercom and sung lines of “Summer Lovin” from Grease several times while I’ve been sitting here writing this…definitely sounds unofficial and unrehearsed and, not gonna lie, I’m loving it

4) a while later I hear the actual song come on, making me wonder if they were having technical difficulties and so an employee decided to improvise until it was working??

And 5) the exchange at the customs counter has been my favorite overall…the (cute) customs official welcomed a lady in the line next to me, she must have not replied as I heard the following exchange:

 

Customs official (with a kind smile on his face and a good natured attitude): “In Holland, we say hello and the other person says hello back to us…in Romania they don’t do that?…..(*pause of silence*)…….Ah, I see.”

 

Funny since Romania was supposed to be my destination before our Budapest escapades until I realized I didn’t have the time (or the money) to do that right now, hopefully in the winter…I’ll have to remember the greeting rules when I go.

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Teacher Goes Back to School

Friday, 07 September 2012 Teaching 0 Comments

By: Charity DeSouza - before starting her adventure on the class of September 2012. Read more of her Married Nomads blog

 

We've arrived in Prague! What does that mean? (Besides copious amounts of delicious beer? More on that later, obviously.)

It means I will be starting school on Monday. Time for business. Bright eyed and bushy tailed, ready for the challenge of learning how to teach English to the citizens of the Czech Republic. The last time I was in school was in 2008. That was a lifetime ago. 

 

I worked at Full Sail University for 2 years, complaining about some students lack of attentiveness, motivation, and general dodo-birdness. (Yeah, I made it up.)  Am I going to be that student? Or the annoying one in the front that asks 300 questions? Hopefully I’m not pegged as the old married lady who should know about grammar. Seriously, has anyone read a grammar book lately? If you haven’t you should. Forget 50 Shades of Gray. These are the riveting, keep you on the edge of your seat type books.

 Czech's would probably say I need to suck it up. I'm being a wuss. Have you seen the Czech language? Example: Můžete mi to ukázat na mapě? (Apparently means- "Can you show me on the map?") This language is no joke. Another example: Amauri said learning Mandarin was easier to learn. MANDARIN.

My weekly schedule for class has been posted:

 
The daily schedule is from 10am – 6pm Monday through Friday with an hour for lunch. Every Monday you will be in the classroom all day. Then Tues – Fri you will be in the classroom in the morning from 10-1:30 with a 15 min break. Then in the afternoon you will be teaching either Tues & Thurs OR Wed & Fri. The afternoons you are not teaching you will have off to lesson plan and complete your other assignments.
 

I’m scared, mommy. 

 
On second thought,  I got this. (By "got this", I mean I just googled linking verb.)

 

Wish me luck! :)

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Spending the Holidays away from home

Wednesday, 05 September 2012 Experiences in Prague 0 Comments

By Meredith Jaeger - Class of April 2005


It is always a bit difficult to spend the holidays away from home. Everyone complains about family, but special occasions just aren’t the same without them. This Easter weekend, I sat reminiscing about eating chocolate with my sister and soaking up the California sun. I felt a pang of sadness as I realized that this is the first time in years that I would not be spending Passover with my best friend Sara, the two of us drinking a little too much Maneschevitz and laughing our heads off. What to do when there are no Easter baskets to get into, church services to grumble about and bowls of Matzah ball soup to slurp up?


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These questions were quickly answered when I received a text stating that my friend Courtney would be holding an Easter brunch at her house. RSVP and come armed with orange juice and champagne! What I had assumed to be a small affaire turned out as a full blown holiday brunch, complete with over 20 guests and visiting parents and friends. The table was covered with an array of dishes; succulent lamb, ham, baked zucchini, spiced potatoes, and beautifully presented frittata. This was after finishing off the spinach dip, cheese plate and fruit slices!



I found myself discussing Harry Potter between mouthfuls with my house mate’s mom and then turning around to swap stories from home with some guys visiting from San Francisco. The best moment of all happened when the room fell into silence and my voiced tailed off in confusion. A petite Asian girl stood before the group smiling, and then opened her mouth to sing the most beautiful Italian opera concerto. Her powerful voice shook the room and sent shivers down my back. When she finished the group burst into applause and words of praise. I learned that she was the Italian (opera student!) girlfriend of one of the TEFL course graduates, and kind enough to grant us with a free concert.


I stayed chatting and nibbling on leftovers until 6pm and thoroughly enjoyed the company and the atmosphere. I felt a warmth inside myself in knowing that I belong to a community that is like a family of sorts. We haven’t forgotten our lives at home, but we are happily building new ones here in Prague.

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Metro Olympics, Gay Pride Parade, and more

Wednesday, 05 September 2012 Justin 0 Comments

By: Justin Landis - Class of September 2011

This Saturday was the "Metro Olympics." This was an idea I read about when skimming through TEFL blogs. Basically, it's 13 metro stops (the green line) 1 beer per stop, and 20 minutes per beer, and then, as Jay-Z would say, on to the next one! As we all congregated, we had the Americans, the Czechs, the French, a South Africa, a Spanish, and the British Team, and we made an executive decision to do it a different way. There are some stops down the  end of the green line that are not too eventful. So instead, we took it to tourist central, and then planned to loop back. I'll try to retrace our route as best as I can.


Stop Jiriho z Podebrad - Restaurace u Ruzoveho Sadu - They had a surprising number of beers on tap, including one of my favorite "Staropramen Nefiltrovany." Here, we painted our faces with our flags, enjoyed some quality beer, and planned our stops


Stop Namesti Miru - I don't remember the name but it was pretty fancy, the beers were a little overpriced and we watched some Olympic running


Stop Muzeum - a cool little hole in the wall Czech bar which was cheap despite its touristy location. It was dark and very Czech, and in our room, there were racy photographs on the wall representing the 7 deadly sins (at least I think). Then, since everything else was in such close proximity, we decided to walk.


Stop Mustek - Popo Cafe Petl - This was a cool little place in tourist central. The beers were reasonably priced, and it was quite crowded. There were a lot of highlights here. First off, the single girls were in full force. My friend Jacques, a golf professional from South Africa is quite the ladies man and he operates very quickly. As soon as we walk in and snag some beers, he spots 2 girls and goes "hey, let's go say hi to them." Next thing you know, we're sharing drinks at their table. It was all good, but I had to stick to the Olympics, so I went back to my table of friends who of course, were loud as all hell. A Czech girl tapped me on the side and said "we can't hear ourselves talk!!!" I kinda brushed her off, but part of me was thinking of telling her "well, talk louder. You're in a bar, this is tourist central, and it's survival of the fittest. Raise your voice" haha.


Stop Staromestska - Propaganda Bar - this is another one of my old hot spots. They have flavored shots and affordable beers in a cool atmosphere where we're surrounded by real Communism propaganda. That's when the night started to hit everyone a little bit.


Stop Malostranska - Blue Light Bar - ANOTHER one of my old hot spots. And this one is REALLY old. So old that it brings back some ancient Prague memories for me. When I flew here back in September, lost my luggage, was jet lagged, confined to one outfit, and recently accomodated in my pre-TEFL flat, we crossed the bridge and enjoyed some drinks at this bar. I remember it reminded me of the days of when I had lots of money I could throw around at the bar. I felt a lot more stingy this time around. I also used the urinal, look in the stall next to me and see none other than Czech hockey legend Petr Nedved. Go figure!


Perhaps Czechs have a different attitude in regards to celebrity culture, because he was there with his girlfriend and nobody was even approaching him, and the guy is a hockey legend. It's funny because hockey is a huuuuuge deal in the Czech Republic, yet, he was undisturbed at the bar. I feel like if Mike Richards, Jeff Carter, or any of the other manwhore womanizing bros that used to play for the Flyers went out for a night on the town, they'd be fawned over and their egos would shoot through the roof of the bar.

 

And this is where things changed course.  We went to a private looking bar near my friends old University, and then caught a cab to one of our favorite Zizkov hot spots - Akropolis. At the end of the night, I felt pretty good, and woke up feeling very fresh.


The next day I went to a free outdoor concert at Cross Club featuring some really weird beatboxing guy. It was with Steph's boyfriend (Honza) and all his Czech friends. Needless to say, it was a very Czech atmosphere. As I always say, I'm up for experiences, and the more Czech, the better sometimes! I need the authenticity.

 

The weekend: This was quite the unique weekend. Friday after work, Steph, Lenka, Sven and I designed our clothes for the Prague Pride festival. I decided to rock a cutoff green shirt saying "Not gay, but proud" on the front, and one of my favorite YouTube phrases on the back - "I put the team on my back doe!!" Little did I know that this would have a gay innuendo haha. I was thinking I should've written the "not gay" thing in Czech, because I actually know how to! It would be something like "Nejsem gay, ale hrby" although I like to emphasize my Czech with "vole" meaning "dude" so I'd say "Nejsem gay, vole, ale hrby."

 

It seems like every time I have a few drinks with my hardcore Prague friends at Riegrovy, we look at the sunset over the castle and just think about how surreal it is that we actually live in a city with a view like this. Stephanie said it best. She said "I've lived here for 8 years, and every time I see this view, I'm still amazed by it." Looking at that view really makes you think about anything. It makes you think about the fact that you're here in this city with this view. Different things brought different people here. In this case it was 2 of their hometowns, one came for his girl, one came for her education, and another came because he couldn't shake the desire to see the world and do something crazy (meee) but we're all here, and theres a reason for all ot if.

 

 

Also, I have the entire flat to myself for the next 10 days! I can't freakin believe it actually. It's going to be one hell of a week. I'm thinking of having a barbecue gathering one day, and spending the rest of the time just enjoying my privacy here in Prague. I also plan to make my housing decision this week, and I need to book a bus ticket to Bratislava. Why is this?


Well...because I GOT APPROVED FOR MY VISA!! It's a huge weight lifted off of my shoulders, and it looks like I'll be back in Bratislava sooner than I thought. Now all I need to do is get the stamp in my passport, go to the foreign police (with Czech help this time), and move into a new flat, and I'll be officially entering another chapter! The chapter where I'm in a new flat, settled into my job, working as an independent contractor, settling into a friend group, and ready for anything. All this writing always helps clarify things for me in my mind and helps me make my decisions. Just thought I should throw that out there haha.


One thing I was thinking about today is about how open minded I am here in Prague. I'm going to Electronica music festivals, Gay Pride Parades, trips to small cities, etc, and I think it's all just me molding myself here. I came into my own at home, but I was still young with plenty of time to "find myself" as they say. So I feel like the "Prague Justin" if you will is someone who is very open-minded, extremely positive, and fun to be around. The positivity is key for me. I try to make this a regularity in my personality because that will get me the things that I want. Innate positivity, not necessarily manipulation or confrontation or cut throatedness will get me good jobs surround me with the right people, and allow me to enjoy each day that I'm here. I plan to keep that up.


I think I should add that I'm writing this entry from my balcony in the peace and quiet of my apartment. Nobody is home, nobody will be home, and I'm sitting outside shirtless, enjoying a Branik, and enjoying a spot-on view of the famous Czech radio tower, which is a major tourist attraction and is right outside my window!


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Prague: The City of Dreams

Wednesday, 05 September 2012 Experiences in Prague 0 Comments

By Michael Matejka - Class of July 2009


I have no time in the mornings to record my dreams. I still dream, but I lose them somewhere along my walk to class, down the steepest pedestrian walkway I could imagine. I feel no sense of loss, however, because Prague is a town where dreams have become real: solid, monumental, these castles and cathedrals are built with stone and the stones are made of dreams.


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I don’t exaggerate when I say I have never worked this hard in my life. TEFL Worldwide is essentially a solid month of finals week. I attend class 40 hours a week and spend my evenings on assignments. In college, I at least had a job that let my mind take a backseat for a few hours. Here, those hours are spent in the classroom. And I must confess I am grateful. I have learned more than I thought possible. The work pays off. And though everyone is at their edge—such a sustained push tests our emotional stability, our mental endurance, right down to our very heart of courage—everyone also seems to be pulling this off, so we push through one more day. Can I handle two more weeks of this? Well, I’ve already handled two weeks of it, and I suppose I can do it again.


The teachers are fantastic. I’ve taken some education classes before, and my profit on it was a lot of theory and developmental psychology. The teachers at TEFL Worldwide clearly know what we need and how to get it to us. This is my second week of classes, and I have already prepared and presented three full lessons. I am learning by doing, and they are giving me all the tools I need.


Play, play! cries my heart; write about the play! Yes, there is indeed no life without play, and I am most definitely alive in Prague. On Monday, I had to prepare a lesson for the next day: it was a race against the clock. That night, a free jazz concert would play in Old Town Square. But I couldn’t go to the concert if I didn’t complete my lesson plan. I sat at the park next to the metro and feverishly invented a lesson. I finished at 7:45 pm. I jumped on the metro, and by 8:15 pm I was standing in Old Town Square in the most gorgeous concert venue listening to Latin jazz. People were dancing, drinking Pilsner, and fulfilling the promise of life.


Even the beer: you figure at a concert, the beer stands are bound to rip you off, and do it with beer flavored water. But in Prague, the beer stands serve Pilsner Urquell, which is now at least my second favorite beer. Ok, you think, so maybe you don’t get watered down, sorority party beer, but it must be expensive. Not true. Even though it was twice the price of a beer in a regular bar, it still only came to $2.50 for a huge glass of great beer.

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Karlovy Vary

Tuesday, 04 September 2012 Andrea 0 Comments

By Andrea Galas - Class of January 2009

 

Viktor and I went to the Karlovy Vary International Film Festival last week. It was a last minute decision. We are both trying to save money for our trip to Spain next month so we decided not to go. The day before our friends were driving there they asked if we wanted a ride. We thought about it but still decided against it because we’d need to find accommodations and pay to get into all of the films but then they offered to get us press passes which would allow us to see four free films a day without waiting on lines or anything. How could we say no? I easily shifted my work schedule around and we decided to stay there for four days. The only problem, all of the hotels and hostels were booked. Our friends, a married couple with two children who had gotten their parents to babysit for two days said we could sleep on the floor. It was a nice offer but we didn’t want to impose. Viktor said he knew of a makeshift hostel, so I agreed, when else would I have such an incredible opportunity.



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The next morning we packed our sleeping bags into the car, Viktor made us some espresso, then we hopped into the car and we were on our way. I haven’t been in a car in Prague yet, so it was actually strange to be in a car in my neighborhood. It was kind of nice. I haven’t had a car for years, you don’t need one in Brooklyn, making use of a bike & the subway will do just fine. Here, the metro, trams and my bike, also work but it was kind of nice to ride in a car. I read and slept for most of the ride while everyone else spoke in Czech. I understood a lot of it but had to listen really hard because there was music and so I opted for sleep. I love sleeping in cars with the windows open, so nice. I’ve always been a bad sleeper and my mother told me that when I was little if I wouldn’t sleep, I’d be strapped into the car seat and within minutes I’d be out. Some things never change; Viktor woke me when we got there.



Our friends rushed off to a film and Viktor and I got to work on the schedule. The way it works is that you can only buy tickets for that day or the following day. It was hard to choose, there were so many good films playing but the way the schedule worked it was very easy to see four a day and sometimes five. I learned quickly however that watching films in a dark room all day and going to parties all night, a lot more tiring than one would imagine. Karlovy Vary is a beautiful place. It’s a spa town. Not our conventional understanding of a spa town though. They have springs everywhere so you can swim or simply drink this healing water. Doctors still prescribe it, usual along with other remedies. Of course I had to try some of this so-called healing water, it was hot but not too hot and it sort of tasted like I was drinking a rock. I made it a point, however to drink a bit every day we were there. It couldn’t hurt right? Let’s hope not anyway.




So after we saw our films for the day, we picked our bags up that we’d stored in our friend’s office and it was off to our ‘hostel’. Viktor had warned me, we were to stay in a school building that was empty for the summer and just sleep on the floor in our sleeping bags. By the time we’d gotten there, it was packed. We ended up sleeping on the floor in the hallway, we weren’t the only ones, there were people everywhere, next to the bathroom, trash bins, closets, you name it. It was an adventure to say the least. When we woke up we noticed that people left there sleeping bags out, as to save their spots, so we found a nice classroom the next day, it was wonderful to come home and just slip into our bags and not have to hunt. The next day I woke up and did a little snooping, we got really lucky. I found a small storage room off the classroom it had a giant window, a cabinet, a desk, two outlets and even a hanger. Ha, it’s funny how quickly your standards change. It was as if we were in a five star hotel, it was perfect.





The dance parties were nice and just walking around Karlovy Vary was beautiful, it was rainy the entire time but we had windows of sunshine and they were spent sitting by the river eating or reading. It was just nice to be there; the air was so fresh. The films, wow, I saw some amazing ones, some good ones and only two really bad ones, not bad considering that we averaged four films a day! I had to leave Karlovy Vary a day ahead of Viktor, small Czech children were calling and I had to answer. But isn’t it my luck that four hours after I left, both Antonio Banderas and John Malkovich walk right past him?!



There’s a lot more that I want to say but I fear that this is getting too long. Maybe I’ll just tell you about my favorite films and be on my way. There were just so many, so hard to decide. Maria Larssons Eviga Ogonblick, it was a beautifully told, heartbreaking story about love, alcoholism and violence. Clearly the names of the films are in their original language. The next is Nije Kraj, it’s a long complicated story but it consists of love, death, heartbreak, humor and so much more. It’s also the first Serbian Croatian coproduction ever done, so it’s a pretty important film and an original one too. The last I’ll mention, which I didn’t love, it really freaked me out actually, is Antichrist. It’s so scary but not typical scary movie scary, psychological scary which I think is much much worse. Let’s just say when the film ended and everyone was walking out, I just sat and blankly stared at the screen with my knees curled to my chest until the usher said we had to leave. It’s not for the feign of heart, that’s for sure. If you’ve seen and enjoyed any of Lars Von Trier’s other films, then you’ll love it.



So let me sign off until next time. I’ll update you on our lovely trip to Budapest! My grandparents are from there and it’s my first time visiting. It’ll be Viktor, Ulana, some new friends, Koen and Cara and me. We have been given so many suggestions about where to go and what to do. I’m so excited! I look forward to writing about it!

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Budapest, Barcelona, and more

Tuesday, 04 September 2012 Andrea 0 Comments

 

By Andrea Galas - Class of January 2009


I know it may seem as if I have fallen off the end of the Earth but I’m still here! I haven’t written for all of August and most of September because my life has been very hectic lately. It’s just finally slowing down or I’m just getting used to my schedule. There’s no way to give a complete update of what has happened in the past two months but I’ll do the best I can.



It August I had two friends visit and along with them, Viktor, Ulana and I headed to Budapest. It was for a long weekend and it was so much fun. By far, the most memorable part of the trip was the thermal baths. We went to the Széchenyi baths. They were absolutely gorgeous and not to mention humongous. There were baths at all different temperatures some were so cold I couldn’t dip my toes in them though old men would plunge right in and some were so hot that it took me about 10 minutes to get all the way in. The saunas were wonderful. I could only last about 4 minutes in the hottest one, some people were reading and napping, or maybe they passed out. I have asthma which really only bothers me in extreme conditions such as weather or heading up steep hills. Maybe I was just overreacting but I felt like I couldn’t breathe rather quickly so had to leave there.



The building itself was complete with exquisite Roman architecture and the outdoor area had two large pools and one smaller one. The smaller one had a whirlpool in the middle! Being a swimmer helped me none. I got smashed into the wall and some kids who thought he was their friend tackled Viktor. In retrospect it was pretty funny but while it was happening I couldn’t help but think, who are those kids jumping on my boyfriend’s head? Then my lifeguard past came back to haunt me when I saw a little girl go under, the water was moving fast! She was fine but after that I kept on worrying that a child would get trampled b/c of course, I was the only lifeguard there. After Viktor and I were battered enough from the small pool we moved on to the largest/hottest pool, which was nice, but in the sun, wow. It was intense. So I am pretty sure that the best part of the entire trip was seeing my boyfriend and an old Hungarian man who didn’t speak English playing chess in the pool. The man had this amazing little sun hat that was balanced off by a beautifully large beer belly but serious about chess he was. Viktor almost beat him the first game and asked to play a second where he actually beat him! The old man congratulated Viktor with a handshake and a nod, packed up his waterproof chessboard and headed out. It was also time for us to go being that it was time number two that day that I thought I might pass out. I don’t know how these old people spend the entire day in there!



So trip number two which lasted over two weeks was to Barcelona. I really wanted to go back to NY to see my family and friends but it was $1000 and then Viktor and I found 50-euro tickets to Barcelona. We bought them right up and Ulana decided that her European vacation to end her time here needed to start with us in Barcelona where her boyfriend Tom would meet us and then they would head on from there. Tom came a day after we got there; we were staying close to the center with Ulana and Tom’s friend. Their flat was amazing, we ended up sleeping on their balcony that had a nice enclosed bed; it was perfect.



The nightlife there was a bit too much for me to handle! I don’t know how people would be out until 5,6 then head to work in the morning. The siesta though, totally necessary, unless you were at the beach or in an air-conditioned museum, it was impossible to be walking around at that time. We did our fair share of tourism, seeing as much Gaudi as we could. Viktor and I really wanted to go to the Picasso Museum. The first time we headed there was 30 minutes after it opened and the line was so long that we couldn’t see to the end so we went to another wonderful installation and vowed to come back the next day, 30 minutes before it opened and we did! The museum was expansive and almost everything but the newest part was in English, the rest was in Catalan and Spanish. Oh, I forgot the mention that the second day that Tom was there he proposed to Ulana and we had a huge feast to celebrate!!! That was really exciting and I was happy to be there with them.



While everyone went to Valencia, Viktor and I went to France to Marseille to visit our friend Natalia; she lives in Prague and was visiting some friends there. We couch surfed two nights with a really great kid that actually left us his keys when he went out of town. The next day we camped out on the beach, Viktor and I shared a ‘tent for two’. When he was stretched out it buckled and I felt like I was in one of those Cabbage Patch bed top tents from our childhood. We had an amazing feast for dinner and fell asleep soon thereafter only to be awoken by the police telling us that were weren’t to camp on the beach, whoops. So we packed up and moved onward towards the water and took turns sunbathing and swimming. We spent the entire day in the sun so it was important for us to swim and drink water to keep cool; luckily we had an umbrella, which was very helpful. When we got back to Marseille, Viktor and I headed back to Barcelona for our last few days.




When Ulana and Tom moved on, Viktor and I resigned to our true love, being beach bums. Viktor had never been in the sea before this trip. He is after all from a landlocked country and ended up vacationing up north in Finland and Sweden and I guess beach time there has to be perfectly timed unless you are a polar bear. So me being from an island and not having seen one since the few days before I left NY in January and participated in the Polar Bear Swim in record cold weather, this was my dream come true. Viktor was addicted right away too. We didn’t do much but eat and swim. Our favorite beach was Sitges, it’s just outside of Barcelona and it is beautiful! Jutting rocks cut the beaches off from each other. We found a nice quiet beach that you had to wade through thigh high water to get to. This kept people with children or too much stuff from heading to, it was perfect. If we could find jobs I’m pretty sure we’d both just live there, maybe we’ll open a taco stand one day. Ha! So my Spanish was pretty helpful though I don’t know Spain Spanish and words like zumo- (juice) confused me while words like jugo- (juice) confused them, we got along. Catalan was interesting because it looks like a mixture of Spanish and French yet sounds a bit more Spanish.




So when it was time to go, we were sad, tan and exhausted. We made a quick stop in Brno and Moravia for a birthday party and then had to head home because I started work the next day.

So you can see why I haven’t written, right? I’m just so tired because I went from vacation to working Monday to Friday. It’s Monday, a Czech holiday so I guess that’s the only reason I have time to write. Viktor and I were going to go to Slovenia or Krumlov but his work schedule was messed up. I think it’s ok though because I needed this, a weekend of me getting to sleep at a reasonable hour and instead, we had a girl only day and headed to Karlstejn for the day. The worst part of my new job is that on the weekends I wake up at 8:30 the latest, it’s habit now. The best part of my job, so many, I teach in a preschool, my kids are 3-4. The kids are wonderful, the garden is gorgeous, the trampoline, also wonderful and I’ve made a new friend, another teacher, she’s from Chicago and we get along great. Worst part of September is that Ulana has gone back to Philly. I miss her a lot. I have a new flatmate, Nicole. Small world, she’s a vegan girl from New York. Also my friend Jess who had to leave is coming back in a few days so slowly but surely things are coming together!

So much going on, I need to stop now but I’ll try to write regularly from now on! October should be a good month and slightly less hectic now that I’m better adjusted. Happy autumn!




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How did we get so lucky?

Tuesday, 04 September 2012 Andrea 0 Comments

So my last blog was a mouthful. Now I’m at work, I have an hour break and I’ve planned so far ahead (for once) that I decided to write more about my life in the Czech Republic. It is very easy to travel but I do stay in the country too, I swear. Last week my friends and I went to Karstejn Castle. It’s kind of funny because we just wanted to have a nice quiet Saturday outside of Prague; we planned on doing some ‘hiking’ and just relax. It turns out that we decided to go there on one of the two days of the year that they charge admission to the town! It was the Burcak festival. Burcak is young wine, it’s delicious and it tastes like grape juice, which could get a little dangerous.  So yes, we accidentally went to a Renaissance festival. There was of course wine, beer and sausage, all of the regular makings of a Czech party but so much more! Jousting, juggling, lots of people in costume, music, parades, stilts and so much more. How did we get so lucky? Yes, we were looking to have a relaxing ‘girls day’ but this was amazing. When it began to get a bit crowded, we decided that we needed a bit of fresh air so we headed for the trees. It was really refreshing to breathe in the crisp cool autumn air. The temperature was perfect, cool in the shade and warm in the sun and we were on a mission, we just walked and walked. On the way to… nowhere I guess, we stumbled upon a poppy field.  Unfortunately there were no more buds but we were able to find a couple and I made a nice little bouquet, which is now in my living room. It makes a lovely autumn decoration but let’s be realistic, I’m making pastries! Poppy seed pastries are very popular here and although all they made me want to do was eat a bagel, I’ve looked up a couple recipes and am trying to veganize some delicious Czech pastries.



It was really a great day but unfortunately it ended early when *Tina, (we’ll keep her anonymous) decided to pee in a bush. Of course, she was allergic to this bush and before we knew it, *Tina was covered in hives and her face was becoming swollen at an alarming rate. With that said, we headed home.  Luckily the Benadryl did its job and we had gotten to Karlstejn early enough that the day was not lost.  Anyway, all of that fresh air is really exhausting!



What else have I been doing? Oh, I know, riding bikes! So I’ve always been an avid cyclist. In New York I would ride to work every day, even in the rain.  When I came here, I started giving bicycle tours that could have been fun but the business was run poorly and it didn’t last very long (Thank goodness!).  After that, I really missed riding bikes.  One day Viktor and I were walking down the street and saw two nice bikes for sale, they were roughly $50, so we bought them and rode all the way home.  It was wonderful to be on a bike again, not to mention without 20 tourists pedaling slowly behind you, which was a little stressful if you can imagine. This quickly became an addiction seeing as now we have seven bikes between the two of us; two are in Moravia at Viktor’s mother’s house and the rest, in my flat.  We have two road bikes, two hybrids and one for visitors. At this rate, we can go as the E.T. gang for Halloween since a few are equipped with baskets and of course, I own a red hoodie.




For the beginning of October there was a massive bike ride in Prague, something similar to Critical Mass back home but the streets were closed off to cars and the police were helping us out.  It was an amazing site, all of these bikes riding along next to the trams, over the river, into the mountains, over bridges, up some extremely steep hills.  A lot of Viktor’s friends from his job were there with their families so we had a nice sized crew.  My favorite were the little girls on their pink bikes w/ streamers and matching pink helmets. It’s hard to feel tough when you are pedaling as fast as you can uphill and there is a four year old right next to you of course not breathing as heavily as you are.  It was a really great day though, just seeing all of these families on bikes and groups of kids, old ladies, everyone was united. After the ride there was food and music all over the streets, there were fashion shows and my favorite, veggie burritos.  All in all, it was a great day spent w/ great people.  It prompted me to quickly plan our next bicycle outing.  Being that I only have weekends free and Viktor has every other weekend off we had to put it off for another week.




When we were finally ready to hop on the train with our bikes two weeks later, just our luck, Viktor’s bike had a flat.  By the time we had this all fixed, it was too late to leave Prague for a day trip as it is getting dark earlier and earlier.  We were pretty bummed but decided to at least ride somewhere, as our main goal was simply to ride bikes!  So we hopped back onto our bikes and pedaled on, to where, we didn’t know. It was a nice day so we decided to stay along the river.  I had some nice sandwiches in my backpack and the sun was shinning on our faces so what more could you really ask for?  Though I had been to all of the places we passed on our bikes, it had been after taking a tram or two there.  So of course we wanted to go a little further, to see how far we could go but eventually, you can only get hit in the face with so many bugs and the sun was beginning to set so we decided to head back to Zlute Lazne where we could sit in the grass, eat our sandwiches and be a bit closer to home for the ride in the dark.  We stumbled upon a ferry that was included in our monthly metro and bus passes. Nice huh?  Then we ate our sandwiches along with the ducks and it was getting a little chilly so we headed home and decided to make Saturday a nice relaxing night. We just watched a movie and cooked dinner together.  The longer I work a Monday-Friday schedule, the more I appreciate Saturdays like these, when you do so much yet manage to get to bed early and are looking forward to the next day.  For us, the next day consisted of brunch.




We went to a restaurant maybe 15 minutes from my flat, Radost. They have a great vegetarian brunch.Of course we all walked out with big stomachs and needing a nap. But a nap on a Sunday, that is a rare treat, in fact a nap at all, something I truly love and hardly have time for.What if I scheduled a nap in? Is that totally ridiculous? Something like: breakfast at 9, ride bikes at 10, eat lunch by 12, nap by 1. Maybe I’ll give it a try this weekend. But this past Sunday we basically did the opposite of napping; we went to something like a protest march. It was the precursor to the football (soccer) game we went to. Viktor and a few of his friends were there along with my new coworker Becky and I. The march was protesting the ticket price and a bit more but getting into that could take forever. Needless to say, there are two Bohemians teams, Bohemians and Bohemians 1905; rivalry is a kind way to put it. The march and game were really enjoyable and not violent, just all in good fun!


Viktor’s birthday is on Saturday and mine is the following Wednesday so I’m sure I’ll have a bunch to write about within the next few weeks, until then, I’ll eat some of this delicious rice pudding, my mom’s recipe!

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To T(EFL) Or Not To T(EFL)?

Monday, 27 August 2012 Teaching 0 Comments

By: Andrew Farrow (Class of August 2011)


So, here I was again at a familiar crossroads – Should I spend the money on a TEFL course? I had been teaching for the majority of the last 14 years in the Czech Republic and had satisfied language schools and companies and students' exam results to reassure me that I had at least some talent for teaching. Never having had a pedagogical education and getting into teaching at a time when a week long internal training and being a native speaker were more than enough to be in demand, my lack of qualification was becoming more and more restricting in the current climate of ISO and guaranteed performance of modern language teaching. The same old questions reared their heads: What will be taught? Can the trainers teach me anything new? Do I really need the qualification? Is it worth the time and money?


What will I be taught?


This was easy enough to find out on the TEFL Worldwide website and while I was confident in my abilities concerning grammar, classroom management and course materials the components like pronunciation, teaching using music/video/authentic materials and teaching young learners aroused my interest as things I thought I could improve on or had no experience with.


Can the trainers teach me anything new?



A massive concern in the past for me. What could be more disappointing than finding out you know more than your trainers. Easy to check that out too. Terry Prosser – seriously qualified, more letters after his name than can fit on a business card. Dan Baines – been through both CELTA (Cambridge TEFL course) and DELTA (Higher level) and worked as a DoS (Director of Studies), all the practical knowledge you could ask for. Sounds like the perfect combination of theory and practice.



Do I really need the qualification?


I've already been doing this for many years without a TEFL, so... I'd already been turned down by language schools, language schools I wanted to work for, in the past because I didn't have a qualification. That bothered me. Also think more money, more respectable and established schools, and more investment into teachers and you begin to realise a TEFL might be handy to have on your CV.



Is it worth the time and the money?


I can't answer for anyone else. Speaking as a previously experienced and successful ELT teacher I can now happily say that after the TEFL Worldwide course I am twice the teacher I was before,  I would have never expected such a difference thanks to the course. The trainers and training methods opened my eyes to many things that I had had trouble with and many that I had never even thought about. I'm now entering a whole new world of implementing ideas gained in the TEFL course at the biggest language school in the Czech Republic and enjoying every minute of it. Thanks to all at TEFL Worldwide!


Next installment – Back to reality: Adventures of a TEFL Worldwide graduate in the classroom!

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Teaching: What to do when they say “Just Teach Anything”!

Monday, 20 August 2012 Gwyneth 0 Comments

By: Gwyneth Jones (Class of August 2011)


A lot of humans like to sing the praises of democracy and free choice, and yet give us free reign to do whatever we want to and we draw a blank. An open road that goes in a million directions, a blank slate on which we can write anything, can be massively daunting. Have you ever been overwhelmed because a menu contains just too many options? Torn apart by career decisions because there are just too many interesting things to do? I know I have, and so I know that many of us as stumped when we are given a class to teach for a year and zero to little instruction on what to teach.


“Oh, they’re level B2,” they might say, or “well, it’s kids, just do colours and stuff.”


When you have a year’s worth of lessons to think about, an entire language and a sea of topics to choose from, it’s hard to think of a lesson plan without plucking random strands of thought from mid-air. So, if you’re one of those who hasn’t been given a syllabus/curriculum to work from, I’d suggest that you get hold of a book anyway. At the moment I’m using New Cutting Edge, with a bit of Market Leader thrown in for when they want business English, some New Headway or New English File when the activities in the first don’t quite cut it, and a sea of internet resources as my back-ups.


Modern English textbooks are full of pretty pictures and ideas for topics, as well as conveniently created examples of grammar and vocabulary that are easy to draw upon. What’s better is that the chapters usually follow a logical progression of difficulty as well as containing a mixture of reading, writing, speaking and listening. They are definitely great for those days where you can’t think of anything, although be careful about relying too heavily on your textbook. Even if you are supposed to be teaching from a book, you’ll bore yourself and your students if you do nothing but move from one activity to the next. So, here are my tips for creating your own lesson-by-lesson plan (be it for a term or a year), making the most out of your books and drawing on authentic materials.


1. What’s the target language? Identifying the purpose of the section and breaking the textbook dependence Every section of every chapter has a point – whether it’s teaching new grammar, vocabulary or just letting students practice perceptive or active skills using things that they already know. Once you’ve highlighted the target grammar and vocab taught in that section, think about other ways in which you could present it. Do you have to use what’s in the book? Could you find something more interesting, at the same level, from another textbook? If you take a look at the contents page, you’ll find that textbooks of a similar level often follow the same pattern.Is there a more exciting way to present the language to begin with? Perhaps there’s a song or video that you know which uses a lot of the target language – students could listen to it and fill in the blanks. If you can think of something off the top of your head that’s full of target vocabulary or grammar, then use it – you can spend some time building up students’ interest in the video by asking questions about the topic or showing them screenshots and getting them to guess the story, as jumping straight into a video without any scene-setting can rob you of an exciting discussion if you let it.For grammar, I highly recommend Teaching English Grammar by Jim Scrivener. For each piece of grammar, he outlines (in wonderful step-by-step detail) how to present it, what concept checking questions to ask, and some great practice and production activities. Just because your New Headway wants you to teach the present continuous using its own piece of listening doesn’t mean you have to (and some schools won’t even have given you the CD) – the important thing is that they’re learning the underlying structure.


2. The sacred formula!Of course, remember the presentation, practice, production formula. First, show the students something that features the target language in context, so that they might understand it based solely on the situation. Just giving isolated sentences can be more confusing (and less interesting) than an article, video, interview or story that sneaks in the grammar/vocab. Then, highlight the key sentences or words (ideally by eliciting them from the students) and draw them on the board. This is when you concept check, draw timelines and other similar visual aids to help them understand. After that, I’d give them some practice – the simplest form would be in a worksheet. There are tons of great, free worksheets athttp://busyteacher.org, which I highly recommend registering with.Another formula that you can use with more advanced students is test-teach-test. In does what it says on the tin; first, you use a worksheet to discover how much your students already know, before going over it thoroughly. During the “teaching” part, students should be able to see the grammar/vocab in a natural setting, answer concept checking questions about it and try to give their own sentences using it. How well they do on the initial test should determine how deeply you teach it – if they already know it, there’s no reason to bore them with too much detail again; although a refresher is often welcome and helpful, constantly reviewing the same things can make students doubt whether they’re learning anything new. At the end, you can give students another worksheet and see how much better they do on it after your explanation.


3. Generating ideas for discussion A lot of students just want conversation, and while a lot of us have been trained to believe that the customer is always right, our TEFL course brought up the very valid point that a lot of students don’t know how to learn. Many believe that by simply speaking all the time, they will pick up the intricacies of the English language and become fluent speakers. While speaking is definitely a key skill, it is important to make sure that their other skills (listening, writing, reading and perhaps use of English) are not neglected. This can be as sneaky as using an article or sound/video clip at the beginning, getting students to answer questions about it to check understanding, and then leading into a discussion. Students could write down what they are going to say in a discussion, debate or role play.


The problem, of course, is that going into a room to “teach conversation” is a lot harder than it sounds. You might go in and think “I’ll just ask them about their weekend – that will fill in some time!”, and while I could easily spend 90 minutes asking my Japanese students what was “new”, I find that Czech students respond with something like “oh, I didn’t do anything special” and seem to get bored very quickly. If you sit there trying to get them to elaborate and ask each other questions, you might find – as I do – a few yawns and rolling eyes. It’s quite demotivating as a teacher, but don’t worry. Come armed with topics for discussion, and a variety of ways for them to talk.


What do I mean by ways for them to talk? Well, if you have a few students, mix it up. Have some speaking activities be in pairs, while others are in groups. Let them discuss whether they agree or disagree with a statement. Get them to work together to answer questions about an article/video. Get them to discuss a topic in an interview style. Perhaps  - if you have a large class – they can walk around interviewing various members in order to discover things. They could have debates, work together to try agreeing on a solution.


Role-plays are another good idea, especially if you are teaching business English. You can use games in which one person describes something an another has to guess. Just because they say that they want to talk doesn’t mean that it has to be exclusively conventional conversation. Most schools have plenty of books with titles like Communication Games, which are full of great activities to help you.


As for topics, there are plenty of places that you can look. Textbooks are full of ideas for stimulating discussion, and the website www.instant-ideas.com releases reading and listening materials and worksheets every week featuring up-to-date news topics – they are designed to easily fill a 60-minute lesson. For more advanced learners, how about looking at news sites? I find that The Guardian features some very interesting articles, and BBC News has a lot of short videos for listening practice. You could even adapt the news stories for lower level students, making sure to check for idioms and phrasal verbs that we take for granted and to simplify the more complicated vocabulary. I find the Cambridge Leaner’s Dictionary a great resource for coming up with simple explanations for more advanced words.Finally, why not sneak in a clip from your favourite TV show or film? You could use a fill-in-the-blanks listening activity, ask questions about what happens and lead into a discussion about related topics. I recently used a clip from The Amazing Race (on mute) and had half the students describe what was happening to the other half (switching halfway through) – letting them practice present continuous. Then, I gave them slips using the past simple and continuous to describe what had happened, and asked them to work together to put them in order, before playing the clip again (with sound) to help them confirm their answers. This activity let them practice spontaneous speech, grammar, meaning, a little reading and listening, and discussion, letting us lead in to a conversation about competitions, gameshows and travel.



By the way, I’ve heard a lot of people say that they can’t rely on Youtube clips because of volatile internet connection… well… www.keepvid.com is your new best friend.


Overview

So:

Cambridge Leaner’s Dictionary - to find simple explanations for words and phrasesBBC News and The Guardian, for up-to-date news storieswww.instant-ideas.com - for up-to-date, ready-made reading/listening lessonswww.keepvid.com - to download youtube videoshttp://busyteacher.org - an amazing (free) resource for worksheets (includes children’s lessons)http://www.eslflow.com/ - even more resources, worksheets and ideashttp://www.sparklebox.co.uk/ - for printable children’s flashcardsTeaching English Grammar by Jim Scrivener – for explanations and fun activities using grammarCommunication Games – Beginner, Elementary, Intermediate- for speaking-based activitiesEnglish Grammar In Use  by Raymond Murphy – perhaps the best-selling grammar book, full of overviews and exercises.

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Family Matters

Monday, 20 August 2012 Traveling 0 Comments

It’s getting to be that season: Christmas trees are in the shopping malls, strands of white lights ribbon around unidentifiable buildings, and one September TEFLer is homesick (ok, it’s me).  Though it is undoubtedly the most wonderful time of the year, it can get a little cheerless if you’re not with your family. The fact that Thanksgiving is not an official holiday in the Czech Republic only makes it worse.


However, a seemingly random Facebook invite changed my perspective.  This past Sunday, students from my TEFL class organized a delectable dinner.  Pasta, grilled vegetables (the first I have eaten in months), bruschetta, and lots of wine recharged the holiday spirit within me, and also took me away from frozen pizzas for a night. It truly felt like a family gathering; there were hilarious anecdotes from our course, pictures shown from questionable nights, and the neighbor’s cat looking for attention and possibly scraps.  It was everything you could possibly want, topped off with honey cake and whipped cream.


We were all feeling jovial and warm (it could be from each other’s delightful company, could be from the wine), when visions of Thanksgiving danced in our heads.  So we had managed this dinner, but could we cook a whole turkey?  We knew we had to get together to celebrate a holiday so special to Americans.  Thanksgiving was a specific day which had given us all our very own magical memories.  Tracing your hand and making it a turkey year after year…well that doesn’t just go away.  But finding a flat big enough to host the dinner, finding an oven big enough to host the turkey, and finding members of our class brave enough to attempt side dishes seemed a little overwhelming.

However, to my surprise, many of my classmates stepped up to the plate (I use that as both a dinner and baseball idiom.)  They all seemed rather confident in their abilities to make mashed potatoes, stuffing, apple pie, you name it. I was quite impressed, given that my involvement with Thanksgiving has typically been setting the table then entertaining my niece and nephew.  I would never go near a raw turkey, and if something is not microwavable, it’s not for me.  So I am not only charmed but intimidated; what should I bring to the table?


Fortunately, I still have a little over a week to decide.  Also, my roommate is an excellent baker, and she’s been baking all week, so she should have some ideas for a novice like me.  Plus, I think the food is trivial at this point; everybody loves a good turkey (or stuffing, as is my favorite), but everybody loves good company and good stories more.  We have these in abundance.


I’m sure in grade school most of you wrote essays entitled, “What Thanksgiving Means to Me”, or “What I’m Thankful For”, so I will spare you the sappy conclusion you yourselves have been producing every November. I will note, however, that as I get older, what I’m thankful for changes, and so does what Thanksgiving means to me. I am adapting to new surroundings and new people, so I must adapt my thinking as well. ‘Home for the holidays’ is possible anywhere, with caring people, high spirits, and a sense of togetherness.  A lot of food doesn’t hurt either.


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The Sun is Shining in Prague!

Sunday, 05 August 2012 Justin 0 Comments

By Justin Landis - Class of September 2011

 

 

So the sun is finally shining here in Prague! We've had some off weather recently, but this weekend has been perfect in terms of weather.


So aside from work, the week was pretty standard. Thursday night, Tereza and I went to see the new Woody Allen Movie. It was in English with Czech subtitles, but the funny thing was, there were parts that were in Italian as well. With these Italian parts, the subtitles remained in Czech, so Tereza was nice enough to translate for me, so I was able to get the gist of the Italian scenes.


As most Woody Allen movies seem to do, this one gave me more great ideas for writing. I know, I don't write nearly enough about anything other than personal accounts and feelings, but if there is anything that would inspire me to branch out into fiction, it would be Woody Allen movies. He seems to have a right idea of analyzing and developing expat abroad characters into entertaining stories which is something I'd like to do as well. After the movie, Tereza and I got some drinks at Repete and watched some Olympic action before I decided to call it a night.


Things kicked into gear and strayed from the norm during the weekend. Friday night I decided to save my money and stay in, have  a few beers and watch some classic TV: It's Always Sunny in Philadelphia (which I've actually heard, isn't even filmed in Philly!) That show, with all its Philadelphia reference (such as street names, sports teams, and Wawa) makes me miss home. It's a funny, entertaining show, but it also makes me feel slightly nostalgic, so some nights I enjoy just hanging out and watching Always Sunny, starting from the very first episode (since I never really watched it in order).


I also joined my gym again. I took a few weeks off to save some cash, but I decided I have to. I have a race coming up in exactly a month so I need to represent and stay in shape and am looking forward to kick the training into gear this week.


Saturday night was fun. Steph, Erin, Kendra, Tyson and I went to Banditos (a Mexican place obviously) for happy hour, then went back to our place, and then Tyson, Steph and I met up with our friends Lenka and Sven at Letna beer garden. I've mentioned Letna before in a previous post. It's the beer garden with the amazing views that looks straight out of a postcard. So after a few wines on Steph's balcony, we headed out to Letna to enjoy some beautiful weather and drinks outside - and of course, welcome Sven to Prague because he moved here permanently from Germany. A few drinks in and the sun started setting, and the view looked even more amazing. I'd say the highlight of the evening was when this guitar playing bum started performing for our table. He's a fairly decent guitar player and he sings in a drunken mumbling Czech manner, and adds spitting noises into his music too I don't know the word, but its the sound where you put your lips together and blow. I lose it every time he performs. It cracks me up when he throws those noises in there.


Then, it was on to Repete - a small bar that our group of friends likes to populate on occasion.  The walk there was particularly memorable. I've seen some great views in Prague, but after descending down the Letna hill and seeing a panoramic view of the city all lit up at night, I was reminded why I made the decision I did. Steph even looked to Tyson (who is new to Prague) and told him that he definitely picked the right city! It's little moments like that that make me think to myself wow, I actually live in this city. As one of our teacher trainers once told me, that once you get established here, it's easy to get lost in your daily routine even if you are in a city like Prague. Views like this are a reality check.

 

 

After a few drinks and some Olympic watching there, we moved on to Burrito Loco for a massive late night snack. It's been a while since I've eaten there, but late at night, it's totally worth it.


Today, Sven, Steph and I enjoyed the beautiful weather. Steph and I went for a walk to Invalidovna (about 25 minutes away), then wandered around Palmovka in search of a mysterious Beer Garden that Steph highly recommended. Turns out it's for members only, and we decided to hang out at a little door outdoor cafe near Palmovka metro station. We were only there for I'd say an hour, but I'd have to admit, this was a great people watching spot. I'd say it even rivals Penn Station in New York City! As we sat outside, we saw a tranny walking down the street in heels, tons of disheveled looking crackhead gypsies (who Sven and I referred to as "genetically unfortunate" people), and of course, 2 little girls peeing into a sewer. An old man saw us laughing at this sight and he said to us in Czech: "It's funny, but at least the girls aren't peeing in their pants!"


We then took a metro into tourist central so Sven could check out the Lennon Wall in Malostranska. This is a place I think you all would like. It's very quiet and peaceful with almost a small island-esque vibe. When you come to Prague, you'll have to see Malostrana. Then after some aimless wandering, we ended up at a place I always end up at: Riegrovy Sady.


Now its time to catch up and get ready for a busy week of TEFL and training at the gym!

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Encountering Strange and Fantastic uses of words

Thursday, 05 April 2012 Teaching 0 Comments

By Michael Matejka - Class of July 2009

Sometimes the pressure of a limited vocabulary forces poetry. To teach English as a foreign language is to encounter some strange and fantastic uses of words.

After reading a text, one of my students asked the meaning of "nightmare". I'm learning to apply the Tao in my classrooms, and there's an idea that you will accomplish everything if you do nothing at all. So, instead of answering the question, I asked if anyone else in the class knew what "nightmare" means.

Poetry:

A nightmare is an insect that crawls into your brain while you are sleeping.

I regret that I had to clarify that diamond of a definition. My mundane definition made me feel like a hack grammar Nazi without the poetic faculty of imagination, whereas the original definition certainly would have made Kafka proud.

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Learning about yourself in Prague

Friday, 10 February 2012 Justin 28 Comments

By Justin Landis (Class of September 2011)


When people say that you learn a lot about yourself when coming to Europe, it’s true. And from what I’ve discovered so far, it’s not the kind of learning where a lightbulb goes off in your head and you automatically love everything about yourself and suddenly know why you were put here on this earth. Instead, by being around so many different types of people with so many different stories, you learn a bit about how you think, how you interact with people, how different kinds of people perceive you, and most importantly and noticeably for me, my strengths and weaknesses.


Instead of just going through the motions and doing what I have to do out here, I really am getting a sense at what I’m good at and what I’m not so good at when it comes to business, my social life, and life in general.



When I was told about this "finding yourself" thing in the past, I thought it would be the former. Like I’ll totally “find myself” and realize all my passions in life and fall in love and life will just fall into place, but that’s not always the case. Sometimes you just get to know yourself a little bit better, which can be a good thing, a bad thing, an interesting project to take on, or a little bit of everything.

 


Interestingly, I think it’s because when living in Europe, we’re bombarded with new cultures, new experiences and new types of people all the time so you can’t really operate on autopilot, go through the motions and just subconsciously soak it in like most people do with their thoughts and lives at home. Instead, you must prioritize your thoughts and the things that are most important to you: the images, the questions, the traits, the concerns, etc will stand out.

 


I’m really starting to differentiate between people in my mind because there are those that complain about being in Europe and make it seem as if they’re the victim of this culture and its cold, standoffish people and hard time getting jobs – and then there are those that are soaking it in and loving every minute. They’ve carved out a nice little niche for themselves and they couldn’t be happier in a city with so much culture and history.

I think I’m my own little sub unit right now. I’m not complaining, I’m not in a niche yet socially or anything but at the same time I’m very intrigued by the opportunities I have out here. It’s what keeps me motivated every day. The thought that the lightbulb could flicker today. The thought that in a few years I may be a best selling author, an internet entrepreneur, a world traveler, who knows - but this is all a good starting point and eye opening experience for me.



Wow, this sounds like it could be the closing statements of one of my personal episodes of the Wonder Years. I could just hear adult Kevin Arnold reciting something along the lines of that paragraph to the background sound of cheesy, sentimental acoustic guitars...



When I hear about people with the same creative, ambitious personality as myself who actually left things behind to come here, it’s inspiring. I love being a part of an expat community, as long as its not an “I couldn’t find a job at home and was living with my parents, so I just decided to come to Prague” expat community. I want to be surrounded by people who have interesting stories and who are here for similar reasons as me. Not people who just couldn’t quite cut it or find their niche in this so-called harsh real world.



The one intriguing thought in regards to this is what did these people make of themselves before they came out here? Were they drifting along, free loading, trying to find themselves, bagging groceries and waiting tables even though they just got finished earning an honors degree and a prestigious internship? Did they establish a good professional life back home and then leave it behind to experience new life and culture in Prague?

 


Did they come here for the change in culture? Are they shocked by what they find? What about the girls – we all know the American college girls and if we don’t it’s probably because we were in an overly serious relationship when we were surrounded by them. What’s the transition like for the perpetually single guys? What’s it like for the guys who ditched their girls or guys when they came here. Hows the single life treating them?

 


I even thought of it after watching Midnight in Paris and wondering what brought everyone such as Ernest Hemingway, Scott Fitzgerald, Cole Porter and Gertrude Stein to France? Was it the culture, the desire to become a writer?




 

So much to think about when it comes to my thought process out here and the expat community in general. I think that's what I'm going to focus any research I do on. Of course, I plan to focus on work, traveling, exploring the nightlife and traveling on occasional weekends, but this could be an interesting little research project.

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What Living in Europe has taught me so far

Thursday, 02 February 2012 Justin 0 Comments

By: Justin Landis (Class of September 2011)


I plan to post an entry on hear informing you of what went down at the foreign police this week and how life is going so far in Prague after 5 months of living here, but for now, I'll enlighten you with a list of what Europe has done to me so far in terms of my habits and preferences. Enjoy:



**What Europe has done to me (after 5 months)**


-it makes me wear scarves (when I'm not losing them that is)

-it makes me skip indefinite articles in sentences, for example “Oh, I’m going to restaurant to get sandwich.” What time are you going to pub?

-it makes me use emoticons more and more often ☺ ;) ☺ :/ :X

-it’s gotten me really into trance, dubstep and house music

-It’s made me think of beer as a drink to enjoy any time, any place

-It’s redefined corporate culture for me

-It’s gotten me regularly into, sometimes addicted to US television shows (via internet of course)

-It makes me feel like anything could happen within the next few months or years - that is the main reason why I'm loving it so much because literally anything could happen out of this experience. It may be just a few months or a year, or I may stumble upon a great opportunity, use my strengths and start something epic...who knows!

-It’s made me consider picking up smoking cigarettes (kidding! haha) – it’s so unbelievably common and even somewhat expected here. I haven’t done it yet though, since I plan to train for the half marathon

-It’s opened my eyes to the effects of absinthe

-It’s allowed me to meet people from all over the world

-It’s allowed me to think more about writing professionally

-It’s made me spoiled when it comes to amazing scenery, architecture and sights

-It’s made me start saying “nonstop” instead of 24/7, “bankomat” instead of ATM, “holiday” instead of vacation, “American football” instead of just football, “potraviny” instead of corner market, “metro” instead of subway,

-It’s improved my impersonation skills

-It's made me realize that I do in fact have an accent (according to people I meet here, it's an East Coast or straight up Philadelphia accent)

-It's gotten me used to living with girls

- It's opened my eyes to more American stereotypes (we're loud, we're proud, we're fun, and we're notorious for only knowing one language - English of course)

-It's made me more knowledeable about Czech Culture - language, food, customs, names, last name changes, etc

-It's made me realize where I stand in life right now and why

Thats it for now! This list will continue to increase as the experiencescontinue to occur. But all I can say now, is I'm excited for the summer! I can't stop thinking about the summer and how much fun it's going to be here! Well, better get back to work....

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Budapest - Exceeded my Expectations!

Wednesday, 25 January 2012 Justin 0 Comments

By Justin Landis (Class of September 2011)



I told myself that 2012 would be the year of more traveling. It started with a short trip to Kutna Hora to see the bone church a few weeks ago, but this past weekend, we took our first big trip to Budapest, Hungary...a city which I've heard great things about but wasn't quite sure what to expect.


So I took a short day of work on Friday and then embarked on my 8 hour bus ride to Budapest and buckled in with some average movies and interesting food choices (hot chocolate, wraps, czech pizza, chocolate, and brownies to be exact) and we finally arrived and Abby and I realized we had no idea where we were or how much the exchange rate was.


The money they use in Hungary is called the "Forint" and 1,000 Forint is the equivalent of about $4 or 80 Czech Korunas. But after stopping at a little bar, meeting some nice helpful Hungarians, and getting in touch with Merediths friends, we were on our way in the right direction. The first thing I noticed was...well...there were 2. The language was virtually impossible to identify with anything and the metro lines (which are the oldest in Europe) are still very old school. They're not hi-tech or revamped or anything. It's straight up soviet bloc metros.


It was a totally different culture there. We went from saying "dobry den" to saying "szia." From "dekuji" to "koszonom." From "ano" to "igen." We went from "Jan, Honza, Petr, Radek, Tomas and Filip" to "Szolt, Gabor, Csaba and Attila." You get the idea...different everything, but still the same Eastern European flair.


We found the place, started drinking, met a bunch of new people who seemed cool, and then went out to a pub. It was a great time, tons of people, lots of space, a great DJ, and cheap drinks on tap. There were so many new people to meet and it didn't even sink in that I was in Budapest!


The next day, we walked around a bit, went to the local market and wandered around the bridge. Here's a picture  of one of the first views I saw:






Then later in the day was the moment we were all waiting for...the world famous Hungarian spas - where the locals and tourists gather to experience heated pools, whirlpools, hot tubs, regular pools, medicinal pools, etc - all while surrounded by amazing architecture and at times seeming like we were inside a royal palace. It was definitely an experience I'll never forget. Jumping from pool to pool, running through the coldness outside to get into the hot tubs is a feeling a miss...it was so amazing getting into the pool. There were tons of old people (some even playing chess) and of course, there were a ton of PDA's as well, since Europe is pretty well known for that. Here's a quick snapshot I got out the window of the outdoor pool. If you go to Budapest, you HAVE to go to the spas. It's still fresh in my mind and I can still feel it!





To fill you in on a little bit of History, Hungary is going through an interesting political period. The current government in power is lead by a dictator-like figure: Viktor Orban. It's a Conservative govenment with some anti-semetic, communist and nationalistic roots right now. There are those in opposititon of this - mainly the younger generation, and there are those in favor who don't want any EU or American assistance. Of course, our crew ran into one of these pro-Orban rallies at Hero square. I think this picture really captures the old guard..





Look at this guy! Looks like he's about to kill me! I'm not the best translator, but I know the first part says something like "In Hungary, Hungarians" or "Hungary is for Hungarians" in other words, EU and US, get the F out. Definitely interesting to be a part of!



Later in the night, we saw the most famous night scene in Hungary - the Parliament. Because of my trip there, I was able to remember how to get home early the next morning after yet another fun night out. Here is a picture of the Parliament.





The night was fun as well. We met some great people who showed us the best nightlife spots in Hungary and really went out of their way to show us around and familiarize us with the place. Not to mention they had really cool friends as well. It was nice to hang out with young, ambitious expat entrepreneurs who are having the time of their life in Budapest. Seems like there are a lot of like-minded expats there so it was not only fun to be there but also quite inspiring.



The next day, after getting home really late, was a day of sightseeing. We got 3 hours of sleep and naturally felt terrible. But we plugged on and saw some amazing sights, including the Budapest Castle and the amazing view from it. Really like nothing I've ever seen. Even though I felt terrible that morning, I'm glad we saw all the sights and toughed it out.



As you can see, the view was amazing. We got some burritos for the bus ride home, rushed to catch it and then back to our life in Prague. It was a long bus ride full of napping and Czech movies, but we got home safe. It's hard to describe how I felt after it was all over. I was thankful I met so many cool people and that we had good people to show us around, I was surprised at how much fun it was, intrigued by their history and politics, and inspired by some of the people I met when I was there. All in all a successful trip.

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Lesson 1: Do things that scare you

Friday, 13 January 2012 Teaching 0 Comments

By: Sasha Gumprecht - class of January 2012. Check out her Blog here

Wow.

 

Its been quite an experience here just in the past 5 days I have been in Prague. I arrived Friday morning, got my taxi to the school to where they showed me to the apartment complex I would be sharing with other students from my class. The apartment complex, or what we refer to as “The Villa”, is just a short uphill walk from the school, metro station and small mall in Prague 9 which is sort of a suburb of downtown Prague. The Villa sits in a quiet, little forested area surrounded by other houses where my room windows look out across the city’s rooftops and smokestacks. Ive got a small, simple room in a little apartment I share with 4 other students. It is the perfect place to be as a enthusiastic student and traveler. We’ve all become good friends here in a short amount of time, going out for some simple dinners (there are only 19 students in my class), cooking together at our homes, exploring downtown Prague and whatnot.

 

Saturday was my first day to explore downtown Prague. The school gave us 4 free metro passes to get us started, so I hopped on one to go to Old Town Prague. The place is like something out of Pinocchio or a storybook, I just have never seen buildings like these, they are almost cartoon-ish, like they were painted with bold colors onto the background sky. The entire downtown is all cobblestone (which is a good reason not to wear high heels). I read in my guidebook that the best way to experience Old Town Prague was to get lost in it. So thats what I did. I put my guidebook and map away, and let my feet do the exploring up and down winding cobblestone alleys. I eventually ended up at the places where I wanted to end up (the St. Charles Bridge, Old Town Square etc)  but it gave me a chance to soak up my surroundings without being consumed of finding the right streets or directions. The day ended up with a tour of the Communist Museum in the downtown area, which I found absolutely fascinating, just the hatred the Czech people have towards Russians/Communism and the bitter history of the Communist rule that clouded up Czechoslovakia for so long.

 

Sunday was our schools orientation walk where all of the remaining students we hadn’t met got together and explored the Castle district across the river. The students that make up the course are Americans, Canadians, Australians, English, Finnish, Romanian and even one native Czech citizen. All of us come from different walks of life or different points in our life. Some, like myself, are recent college graduates who want to travel before settling down, while others are a few years older who had been out in the work force and decided to quit their jobs and go exploring for an adventure.

 

Yesterday was the first day of class – boy was that terrifying!!! Class goes from 10-6ish every day, with lessons in the morning and teaching in the afternoon. No, there way no wait time to get us adjusted, they threw us in the lions cage right away to start getting us experiencing hands on teaching (to my schools credit they are absolutely amazing in helping us learn to BE a teacher and not just someone who stands up in front of a room) As I sat in class all yesterday and the first part of today I was just MORTIFIED. I kept thinking “What have I done! Whyyyy did I move half way across the world to do something I hate/have never done before!” It was the feeling of pure dreading, that sick to your stomach, I don’t want to do this, I cant do this, feeling. But then suddenly it was like a light sparked in my head and everything came together, the weight lifted off and it actually started to become more fun.

 

Shortly thereafter, my group (3 of us) had to teach our lesson plan to our class. On day 2 we have become actual teachers. The school offers cheap classes for English to the people in the area. Today we were teaching an elementary-level course on reading. So with our teaching notes and lesson plan in hand, we got up in turns and taught out real-life class our English reading lesson. The people were so nice! There were 9 ladies (just so happened no men signed up for the class) most in their late 50′s. So for our 45 minutes we gave our lesson plan and they did so well! There were a group of 6 of the elder ladies who sat up in front who were like the peanut gallery, they just loved what we were teaching them and were so talkative and excited. It was a huge wave of relief for me, being someone who had never gotten up and taught anything before, let alone a reading lesson where I was having them repeat vocabulary words and helping them understand reading an article. There was something very fulfilling about the feeling of helping these ladies. They weren’t there because they were forced to be there, they wanted to be there and were excited to learn and wanted us to help them be corrected in their English speaking skills.

 

So at the end of the day, I grabbed my workout gear to go blow off some steam at the local “gym” I joined. I say it in quotes because its this bodybuilding dungeon-cave with some weights and nothing but sweating, fanny-pack wearing beefcake, terrifying Eastern European, -im going to drink my vodka and be in a fight club-, men in it. I am pretty sure I am the only girl that has ever stepped foot in that place. While listening to my Lady Gaga in my headphones I got to reflect on the past couple days. I am still shocked I am over here. Its just beginning and I am nowhere near the end. Its going to be a tough 4 weeks of school and job searching but I know something great is going to come out of it all. I don’t know by how or what it will be but as long as I keep my eyes, ears and heart open, I’m sure I’ll find it.

 

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