Monday, January 31, 2011

boycotting sabra.

A fellow SALTer, Liz, posted this on a recent blog post and I thought it would be a good thing to repeat. I love hummus. And since living in Jordan, my love for hummus is grown...especially when it is bought from my beloved Hummus Man up in Irbid. When thinking about moving back to the states and having to buy hummus again in a store, both my tummy and my heart are usually not happy.

One hummus brand available in most U.S. grocery stores is Sabra. After reading Liz's post and some articles, I know that I'm going to be more aware when I'm back home to avoid buying Sabra hummus. Please take the time to read this and consider buying from a brand that doesn't support the Israeli military and its unjust treatment of Palestinians.

Tuesday, January 4, 2011

hilarious everyday occurrences

As I mentioned in the previous post, I was asked by my boss to be Santa at multiple Christmas functions. I'm not sure if I spread Christmas cheer or Christmas fear. I think the photos below might help you understand...

The above picture is my favorite of the bunch.

Note: I don't think the mask I was required to wear helped the situation much.

Also, the woman with the blue head scarf in the pictures is a very cute, kind older woman from the church who I love...and the other woman is my host mother's mother. She, too, is wonderful.

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Other funny occurrences:

Part of my job at school is responding to emails from English supporters. The other day I received an email from a partner which made me laugh...the end of the email read, "Every year my husband and I travel with the cat after Christmas, driving to his hometown..." I'll stop the email there in order to keep it anonymous, but does anyone else think it sounds like they travel every year to their cat's hometown?

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About a month ago we had a Christmas party with all the teachers and staff from the school. We drew names and bought gifts for one another. Since I was trying to be resourceful and I didn't want to spend money, I decided to wrap the gift in newspaper, a thing I do at home. The difference is that at home I can read what paper I'm wrapping the gifts in...where here the papers are obviously written in Arabic, which I'm still struggling to learn to read.

So...I'm at school, putting the final pieces of tape on when a teacher comes up to me and asks what I'm doing. I proudly show her the wrapped gift. She looks very confussed. "What is this for?" she asks. "The Christmas party today, of course. It's my gift for the gift exchange." She still looks confused. "Really???"

Turns out I had wrapped the gift in the obituary section of the newspaper. Opps. I guess for a Christmas gift, it's not the best idea to give the receiver of the gift the obituary section for light reading.

Monday, January 3, 2011

road trip around Jordan. and other updates.

Hello dear readers.
Since I've last posted much has happened:

1. I had a wonderful visit from my home church pastor. Bruce was traveling around the region and traveled up to Irbid for a day. He was able to visit the school, meet both my boss and my host family, and then we had a wonderful lunch at a beautiful outdoor restaurant. It was great...I found it extremely helpful to verbally process life here and it was nice to spend time with someone from home. Here's a picture of Bruce and I at the church:

2. We had many Christmas parties at school and church. I was Santa a total of 5 times. The kids quickly figured out that I was not the actual Papa Noel.


3. Samira and I hosted a little Christmas party for the youth group we've been attending. During that party I laughed more then I've laughed since moving to Irbid. It was the "can't breath, almost-pee-your-pants" kind of laughing. It felt so good to feel so much joy in this place. That entire day was one of the first days where I've felt truly settled here and where I felt JOY being here. It was definitely a blessing from the Lord that I've been praying would happen. Here's a few pictures from the party:


I made the famous Petersen family Santa cookies.

We did a white elephant gift exchange...which was a new concept for most of my friends here. The gift I gave was a hit. It's always funny seeing what people actually want to keep from white elephant gift exchanges.

4. The last day of school before Christmas break, the school had a Christmas concert where each class sang a song. My after-school English conversation class also had an opportunity to sing a song for the school, so for the past month I taught my kiddos the "Twelve Days of Christmas". I rewrote the words to talk about things found in Jordan. I must say that it was quite the hit...the kids were divided into groups and I made signs for them to hold up at their different parts. Here's a picture of the kiddos singing and below is the song:

The Twelve Days of Christmas

On the first day of Christmas, Santa gave to me a trip to visit Petra.

On the second day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the third day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the fourth day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the fifth day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the sixth day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Six olive branches,
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the seventh day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Seven Ajloun castles,
Six olive branches,
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the eighth day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Eight tubs of humus,
Seven Ajloun castles,
Six olive branches,
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the ninth day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Nine trips to Amman,
Eight tubs of humus,
Seven Ajloun castles,
Six olive branches,
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the tenth day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Ten Knafih pieces,
Nine trips to Amman,
Eight tubs of humus,
Seven Ajloun castles,
Six olive branches,
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the eleventh day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Eleven nice Bedouin,
Ten knafih pieces,
Nine trips to Amman,
Eight tubs of humus,
Seven Ajloun castles,
Six olive branches,
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra.

On the twelfth day of Christmas,
Santa gave to me
Twelve plates of zatar,
Eleven nice Bedouin,
Ten knafih pieces,
Nine trips to Amman,
Eight tubs of humus,
Seven Ajloun castles,
Six olive branches,
Five plates of mansaf,
Four grazing goats,
Three camels,
Two silly sheep,
And a trip to visit Petra!

5. To celebrate the beginning of Christmas break, Samira and I decorated our hands with henna. It is common here for women to decorate their hands and feet before a women gets married and we've seen it done at different engagement parties. It was fun to do, even though it took forever to dry.


6. On Christmas Eve my parents flew in to Amman and we had 7 wonderful days together. We rented a car and drove from the south of Jordan to the north, spending time in Aqaba, Wadi Rum, Petra...we drove the King's Highway and I was able to spend time showing them around my former life in Amman and my current life in Irbid. It was such a special time and I'm so glad they had both the time and the resources to come see me. Here's a picture of them on a boat ride in Aqaba. Since they are new owners of an amazing camera, I didn't use my camera all week. However, I also forgot to get pictures from them before they left. Therefore, as they email some of the highlights over the next few weeks I'll try to post some of them here with stories of our time together.