2 Thanksgivings!

The last month and a half has been pretty eventful. I suppose the biggest event was that I went home (home home) and surprised my (real) parents for thanksgiving. That’s right, they went over to Anne’s (my sister’s) for Thanksgiving dinner thinking they were going to call me, but there I was, hehe! It was awesome. I hadn’t planned on going home at all, but in September I got pretty homesick and decided I wanted to go home for Thanksgiving. But by then I had already convinced my parents that I wasn’t coming home, so I decided to make it a surprise. I did enlist the help of two brilliant agents (my brother and sister), and we successfully completed the mission. My parents didn’t have a clue. I was able to pack a lot into my 8 full days at home, and I didn’t get a whole lot of sleep on this trip. But it was wonderful to see some friends and spend so much time with my family.

Was it strange to be back? Not really. It had been 1 year, 2 months, 2 weeks, and 1 day since the last time I had been in America, but in a way it felt like I had never left. There were things I appreciated more – like good roads, streets lit at night, hearing English everywhere, taking a shower every day, drinking water from the tap, not having to build a fire to heat the house, a toilet indoors, etc. But there were things that clearly just seemed wasteful – how much energy and water we consume, how much we drive unnecessarily, how much we throw away, how unnecessarily big everything is. I knew that we are a wasteful society before I even went to Moldova, but after experiencing the two lifestyles, the contrast is striking.

The second major event of late was Thanksgiving #2. I thought it would be a good idea to cook traditional Thanksgiving food for 50 Moldovans. It was. I billed the event as my 25th Birthday/Thanksgiving/American Christmas, and invited everyone who works at the school, my extended host family, all of the people working at the town hall, my partners and their families, and some random other villagers whom I have gotten to know over the last year, as well as 7 of my volunteer friends (no way could I do this myself). So I was prepared to have almost 60 guests. I was able to find most of the ingredients at the new supermarket in Soroca, but I had planned ahead and brought back a few items from home. It took a full week of preparing – gathering all ingredients, making sure I could use the space (the school cafeteria), writing my speech, preparing the entertainment, and of course, making all the food. We had one turkey (which was brought over the morning before, killed my my host dad, plucked my friend Lauren, and gutted by my neighbor), 8 grilled chickens, 8 batches of cornbread, 2 pounds of cranberry sauce, 14 cans worth of green bean casserole, 6 large bags of stuffing, 15 bowls of jello with floating fruit, 2 gallons of gravy, 25 pounds of mashed potatoes, 5 apple pies, 4 pumpkin pies (my first attempt at making a pumpkin pie, and with a pumpkin from scratch!), candy corn and candy canes, 4 liters of vodka, 20 liters of house wine, and 24 liters of water and soda. Whew. The liked the green beans and the stuffing, were interested by the cranberries (they don’t have them here), and loved the pies. We read some Thanksgiving facts, sang Christmas carols, put up turkey hands on the wall, and told about the various foods they had never seen. We laughed, we cried, we talked about how much we like each other. I got so many flowers my room is like a green house. The Moldovans all wished me a handsome husband and healthy children. They gave me a gift wrapped in 25 sheets of newspaper. We sang some more. They were amazed at how much the American guys helped out with everything – making food, serving the food, and cleaning up afterwards. All in all, it was a successful cultural exchange, and a feel-good afternoon. And my fellow volunteers were awesome; they made food, cleaned up, ran to the store and back, sang songs without complaining, and made me look good. I couldn’t have done it without them.

I had my ‘mid-service’ crisis in October (according to my manager), and while I still am not thrilled with me work here, at least I feel appreciated. When I went to my English class for the first time after having been gone for 2 weeks at home, the kids were all waiting outside, lined up on the front steps outside the school. As I approached from around the corner, they began singing Happy Birthday! It was so nice!! And they each gave me a kiss. My friend Lauren was with me, as this was the day that we were baking all the pies for Thanksgiving, and she was very impressed by how well the kids were doing with English, so that made me proud of them too. And the 50 Moldovans I invited to the party all chipped in a bought me a pair of really nice gold earrings – they know I love earrings, and they wanted me to have a pair that will last forever so that I will always remember Moldova! Wow.

The beginning of November was pretty relaxed. I spent a lot of time fighting with Windows Movie Maker while trying to put together a 10 minute film of my experiences in Moldova to be able to share with people at home. (My father now has a copy of it if you care to watch.) I put together more information for the Xavier choir, prepared and had my first business class with the kids in the bee project, took care of a lot of logistical items for that project, worked on some TARE preliminary planning (including choosing the new directors), continued with English lessons, translated and worked on improving a grant proposal with one of my partners, and studied for and took my Romanian language exam (I’m advanced now!). As a side project I edited my Austrian friend’s 180-page thesis on international business ethics (written in English). That in a way made me glad I’m no longer in school, and in a way made me wish I were still in school. It also made me miss Vienna terribly. There was also hram (village day) in the neighboring village, the opening of Mall-dova in Chisinau (looks like a real mall, but outrageous prices -- $150 for Lees jeans??). And I finally got Natasa (host sister) to come out with a bunch of volunteers – salsa night at a club in Chisinau. A good time was had by all, and I think I will have no trouble convincing her to come out in the future! ;-) Also, I’ll be singing with the village adult choir for the Christmas season. We’ve had a few rehearsals already; the director says I sing beautifully, hehe!

Well, I wish you all a very merry and blessed Christmas season. Enjoy the time spent with your families as we celebrate Christ’s arrival!