Sunset over the Pacific

I know it's already the new year, but let me tell you about my awesome Christmas break!

First off, I got to see my family which was amazing. I got into Honolulu at 5 am on the 23rd, and they arrived that afternoon. I spent my time waiting with my volunteer friends Kasey and Peter who had layovers in Hawai'i. When we got there, we realized that it was noticeably colder in Hawai'i than it was in Samoa. It was also weird for us to walk around Waikiki and see so many palagis (white people in Samoan) and actually be able to understand the conversations going on around us. I have to admit, I experienced a bit of culture shock there while in Hawai'i, which may seem weird since it's another Pacific island, but it felt very different from American Samoa.

Kasey, Peter and I were lucky enough to score a limo ride back to the airport, so we arrived in style. I greeted my family with ula's that I had brought from Samoa. Right away it felt like we hadn't ever been apart. We spent the whole week hanging out, going to the beach, and exploring Oahu in our rented jeep. We hiked to a waterfall, drove up the east coast, checked out the surfers at North Shore, and went to the Arizona memorial at Pearl Harbor. We found a few pretty good restaurants...Snapper's and Duke's being favorites. My sisters got pearls out of oysters, and I took a surfing lesson...it was awesome! One more thing to cross off my bucket list! I was also able to actually sit down and call a few friends that I hadn't talked to in a long time. It was also great to be able to text my friends and family! (the little things we take for granted...)

The week went by much too fast and soon I was saying goodbye to my family again. But this time I knew I'd be seeing them in 5 months. That sounds like a long time, but when I look at the calendar, I realize just how fast that time will go. Which is kind of bittersweet. I miss my family and friends at home, but I am also loving living and teaching in American Samoa.

This may sound strange, but I really like airports. I am always a bit nervous right when I get to them, because I always think something is going to go wrong, and my flight won't actually be booked or something. But once I get through security I am perfectly at home. I don't know what it it, I just really like being in airports, watching all the people coming and going. I took advantage of the time I had in Honolulu, picked up a couple magazines and a peppermint hot chocolate from Starbucks before getting on the plane. Flying over the open ocean can be a bit nerve-wracking, but as I watched the sun set over the Pacific, I silently thanked God for blessing me with such an amazing family, awesome friends, and an adventure filled life.

New Years was a mellow affair, I watched the Samoa Bowl football game (high schoolers from Hawai'i vs. our students here on island). American Samoa won in overtime and the students representing Voc-Tech did amazing! I was so proud of them! That night was mellow, I just hung out at a friend's house and we all swapped stories from our Christmas travels. In case you didn't know, we were some of the last ones to ring in the new year!!

here are a few pictures from the Samoa Bowl

One of my students and I after the game

Seven things I've learned from first semester

FUN FACT:: American Samoa and the Midway Islands are the LAST places on earth to celebrate the new year!

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I meant to post this before Christmas, but it was a struggle trying to sum up my first six months of living and teaching in American Samoa. And then I went to Hawai'i for a week and was distracted....However, here are the seven things that I have learned from my first semester on the island. 

1. Don't sweat the small stuff - now obviously I don't really mean "don't sweat". Because of course that's impossible. My mother thought that Hawai'i was humid, I thought it was pleasantly dry and noticeably cooler than Samoa. What I really mean is to just go along with whatever seems to be happening, and don't be too concerned about how it's all going to work out. Inevitably, it will work out. It might take a long time, and you may have to go in a roundabout way, but eventually things will get done. There may be an assembly called at the last minute, canceling a class that was already behind schedule, the water may be contaminated, sending all the kids home, all the atm's that you stop at may be out of cash, a storm may knock out the wireless internet over your half of the island for a week, or the buses may all stop running because everyone is watching the rugby game, but that's just the way it goes here. The sooner you learn how to just take a deep breath and not worry about it, the happier you will be.

2. Cherish the little things - Sometimes it's my students making me proud. Some days it's getting a box in the mail full of magazines from my mom, or cookies from my grandma, or crazy stuff from my friends and sisters. Other times it's just sitting on the bus driving along the ocean wondering how in the world I got to be living in such a beautiful place. It's the small day to day things that I hope I never forget.

3. Being disconnected from the world is not a horrible thing - I admit, when I first arrived here, I was a bit spoiled. I had internet during orientation, and for a couple months I had it at my house. But when the internet at our house was shut off, I spent a couple weeks freaking out about how I was going to stay connected to everyone back home. Turns out, it's easy for me to check my email at school when classes are out for the day. It's fairly easy for me to go to McDonald's or Carl's Jr for wireless internet (sometimes you have to pay, but it's worth it). But being in my apartment, with no internet, and no tv, and no texting friends in the states is actually nice sometimes.It forces me to spend my time on other things...reading, lesson planning, grading, working out, writing letters, and visiting my friends upstairs. I have been disconnected to the point where I found out about Muammar Gaddafi's death from a tenth grade student. ("Miss, do you know a guy named Gaddafi? He died today.") I didn't know about the Occupy Wall Street movement until I was sent a newspaper in the mail. Thankfully, I was spared the talk about Kim Kardashian's wedding and divorce. When my sister mentions a new song being played on the radio, I have no idea what she's talking about. There are ups and downs to being disconnected, and I really miss watching the Nightly News with Brian Williams, but I have learned to live without a tv and constant internet...which leads me to my next topic...

4. The Things I Can Live Without - include but are not limited to: a television, cable, internet in my apartment, texting friends at home, a microwave, an oven, a full sized refrigerator with working freezer, a car, a large paycheck, air conditioning, hot water, make up, cute clothes and shoes, curling/straightening my hair (it's too hot.. i just put it up..), a variety of reasonably priced produce, taco bell, reliable access to a printer and copy machine, and good italian food.

5. I can live on my own. - I have always been a people person, an extrovert. While I enjoy my quiet alone time, I thrive on being around other people; friends, family, students, co-workers, etc. At my house, there are 2 apartments upstairs, 2 fellow Voc-Tech teachers in one, and the 3 Tafuna teachers in another. Since about September, I have been living in the downstairs apartment on my own. I have never lived by myself, and was a bit unnerved at first. I will admit it took some time to adjust to being alone. However, I have learned a lot about myself and what I need to do to stay happy, healthy, and content without relying on others. I regularly visit my friends upstairs, and Julie comes to stay with me most Fridays, but there are several times when I am just on my own. A few months ago, it was depressing. But now, I love it and plan on finding my own apartment when I move back to Washington.

6. I am so blessed. - This I knew before, but it has been magnified in the last 6 months. I have some awesome friends and an amazing family. I have a mother who saves all the magazines she gets to send to me, and is always ready to sit down on Sunday morning for a long phone call. I have sisters who spend a lot of time finding just the right things to send in care packages. I have a father who is always there to listen to my latest crisis or answer a burning question or just reassure me in general. I have grandparents who stay in touch through letters, and a grandmother brave enough to send me cookies and applesauce in the mail (the cookies made it, the applesauce did not..). I have aunts, uncles, cousins, and community members who check in and encourage me. And then I have my friends. They say that your friends are the family you choose for yourself, but my friends are truly a blessing. I have made some amazing friends here on the island that are always there to hang out, run errands with, or just listen to me vent. They have been there for me through the roughest of times this year, when i would just curl up and cry. And they helped to pull me up when I was down.

I also have a few friends back home who have been incredible. They understand that it's hard for me to be far away and that I feel left out at times. I have friends who send me hilarious emails on a regular basis. I have friends who answer the call from the mysterious phone number late at night. I have friends who've reserved time for skype dates. I have friends who send me little red tractors and cold medicine and ridiculous packages in the mail. I have friends who made themselves available to talk to me for the week I was in Hawai'i with my old phone turned back on. I have friends who regularly check in with me and talk on facebook. I have a friend who is flying down to New Zealand to spend my spring break with me. As much as I wish I could be right there next to them, the support and encouragement of my friends, my family, and my hometown community has been amazing.

7. I am a teacher. - This may sound silly, especially since I majored in education, but it is perhaps the most important thing I have learned about myself since being here. Part of the reason that I applied to WorldTeach was to see if I really had what it took to be a teacher. To see if I really wanted to focus on it as a career. I knew that I loved history, and that I enjoyed working with kids, especially English Language Learners. But I still was not sure if teaching was what I was meant to do. Now, after everything that I have done and struggled with and accomplished since the school year began in August, I know the answer. I am a teacher. It isn't just a job, and it isn't just a title. It's more that just what I do. It is a part of who I am. For someone who originally went into film production, wanting to focus on cinematography, switching to education my sophomore year of college was a huge change. But I can now say, without a doubt, that it was the right one.

The job I have right now, teaching social studies to English language learners, is exactly what I went to school for, exactly what I am trained to do. I am passionate about my subject. I love history. I am a geography nerd. I enjoy going to school. I like the routine of it, I like the atmosphere. But most of all, I love my students. Of course there are days when they drive me nuts, but those are surpassed by the days when they make me ridiculously proud and happy. I like watching them play sports, I like watching them interact, I like joking around with them, and I love the moment when the lightbulb goes on in their heads and they really understand. I love when they thank me for being a good teacher. My heart will break when I say goodbye to them in June and I am thankful that I have 5 more months before that day comes.

I am a teacher. And despite the lack of resources, the unreliable access to a printer or copy machine, the frustration I feel towards the education system on the island, and the days when nothing seems to go right, I know that I if I can teach here, I can teach anywhere. I was meant to do this.

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It's hard to believe that this experience, which I spent the better part of the last 2 years preparing for, is half over. It has been a rollercoaster! To say that my life has been forever changed by this year is a huge understatement. When I was 16, Mike Cantlon was told me that I would not be the same after returning from my People to People trip to Europe. He was right. That trip changed my life, and led me on a path that I am still following to this day. This year is another one of those defining experiences. I know my time here will continue to effect me years after I have said my final goodbye to this beautiful island. People constantly tell me how jealous they are of my life and how lucky I am. But it has nothing to do with luck. Luck is just courage meeting opportunity. I saw an opportunity and I went after it. I did not stop until I got what I wanted. As crazy as it may have seemed to people, I packed my bags and flew off to an island country that I had never been to, with people I had never met, to volunteer for a whole year. I am not lucky. This is just the way I choose to live my life. I encourage everyone out there (whoever may be reading this) to "Go confidently in the direction of your dreams. Live the life you imagined." (Henry David Thoreau). It may be scary, and it won't be easy, but it will be worth it. 

Fa soi fua, and Happy New Year!

"Miss, have some fries..."

I know I just posted, but I had to update....

After school I walked over to Carl's Junior to use the internet, try and upload pictures and meet up with Julie. I hadn't been there long when three seniors from my school (one was one of my students from 3rd period) walked in. They saw me immediately and sat down to talk. They ordered food and ended up looking at my pictures (mostly of my family and their football season - they all played). My student used my computer to check his facebook, and they shared their fries with me and we joked around and just chilled for close to an hour.
After awhile, Julie walks in and they say "Oh, Miss, your friend is here!" and they get up and let her sit down and then get all shy and want to be introduced. Then one clears their trash off the table and they leave to go to the wrestling match over at Tafuna.
They just put me in such a good mood. This is why I love this place, and why I love all my students even though they drive me nuts half the time :)

I was successful at getting pictures on here.. I know they are long overdue, but enjoy!

 My cheerleaders giving out candy ula's at senior night

 One of my senior boys

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Thanksgiving Day activities::

 Freshman class meeting, led my Mr.Samoa Samoa, former WSU football player!

 Christian Club

 tug-of-war

Helping with the volleyball game!

with Melinda and Heidi

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Time with friends

Hanging out for Peter's birthday

 Jessica and I

with Erin and Amber

portion sizes are a bit out of control here..

Julie and I on the boat to Anu'u

Rosa, Julie, and I

Ready for White Sunday!

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A few pictures from the PTA fundraiser performances:

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Halloween/Spirit Week

my old room with some of the fall decorations that my sister sent

"Did Knights wear Nikes?"

I'm currently sitting in Melinda's nice air conditioned classroom, using the internet and listening to Christmas music on Pandora....(love Michael Buble's stuff!)....we got out of school early today because the water in the drinking fountains was somehow contaminated. So 5th period was cut short. My class did not have time to finish their test review (finals are next week) but we will still have time to review next week, so I am not too worried. And I am definitely not complaining about getting out early! I have a lot of grading to do to get ready for the end of the semester....which I will likely procrastinate on until Sunday afternoon, as usual.

It's a bit weird to have Christmas just a couple weeks away. There are no snow days, roaring fires, or bulky sweaters. It is still in the 80's every day, with sunshine, coconut trees, the bright blue-green ocean and everything. The only thing that let's you know it is the holiday season are the Christmas decorations everywhere, and the preparations for holiday parties and concerts.

To those teachers out there:: I just did a project with my students that I feel went really well!! My World History classes have been studying the Middle Ages. Since finals are coming up, I did not want to give them a big test, and we have been doing a lot of presentations with posters and such. So we did something different. I had them in pairs, and they interviewed each other, asking questions about what life was like during the time period. One was the interviewer (several said they were "from CNN") and the other was a person from the Middle Ages (like a knight or peasant). We had everyone from Charlemagne to a person suffering from the Bubonic Plague. They presented earlier this week, and it was great! I loved the questions they came up with and some of the responses were pretty funny... for example, one of my 3rd period boys was acting as a knight. He began every answer with "well, back in the day....". When asked what kind of armor he wore, he said "Did you see that movie The Lord of the Rings? Kind of like that." Hilarious. A few even made swords and a crown and "armor" out of a cardboard box, so I took a few pictures. I will try to get them uploaded soon.

All of the volunteers have a Mid-Service conference here on island after finals week. I am excited to see everyone (the volunteers on the outer islands are coming!) and to hear more about their experiences. I feel like it will be a nice way to wrap up the first semester before we all head out for break. (Hawaii!!!!)

here are the pictures I took after they presented the interviews...

WorldTeach Essay Contest

Drew, our field director, asked all of the volunteers to submit entries for an essay contest. I went into this assignment with a very ambitious idea of what I wanted to write, but at the end of the day, I ran out of time. The whole essay I had in mind did not come together (but I am going to continue working on it for later...), but here is the excerpt that I submitted....Enjoy!!

The Stinky Puddle

I hear the bus coming before I see it. Samoan music blasting through the speakers announces the arrival of my ride to school. I stick my arm out and the multi colored vehicle pulls off the road. I climb in, squeeze past a few passengers, and find an empty seat. It is 6:45 am, and on its way to another 85 degree day. The bus smells of sweat and cigarettes and I am thankful for the air rushing in through the window. We pass by roadside stands selling fruit and brooms. People have begun cooking, and the bus is filled with the smokey smell of bbq as we make our way into town. I reach up and pull on the thin cord that winds its way around the interior of the bus, and the driver immediately pulls over to drop me off. I begin my walk to school, past full garbage cans waiting to be dumped, the busy store, and the stinky puddle.

            The stinky puddle is easily the worst part of my walk. It sits right next to a small sewer station. After a heavy rain the puddle is even bigger and stinkier. Right after I pass the store, crowded with people running in to grab breakfast, I smell the puddle. The sidewalk is still covered with water from the last downpour. The puddle in all its brown leptospirosis-filled glory lays at the edge of the sidewalk. The road ahead is full of cars. I stand at the edge of the puddle and wait. Wait for a break in the traffic to make my way across the sidewalk. If I walk too quickly, I may slip and fall into the stinky puddle. If I walk too slowly, a car may come up and drive through the puddle, subsequently splashing me with the contaminated water.

            The white pickup ahead has slowed to go over the speed bump. Now is my chance. I gather my courage, check my balance, and walk briskly down the sidewalk next to the stinky puddle. It has rained so much that the puddle is larger than before. My flip-flops begin to slip off of my feet. I slide slightly to the right, but quickly regain my footing. However, this momentary lapse in balance has cost me precious time. The white pickup is quickly approaching. At the speed it’s going, I will never make it to the end of the sidewalk, and out of the line of splashing. I walk as fast as I dare, and brace myself. But at the last second the driver of the white pickup swerves to the left, avoiding the puddle, and leaving me dry and stench-free. I let out a sigh of relief and continue on my way.

Thanksgiving and more...

FYI:: I wrote this on Saturday, but I was not able to get on the internet until today (Wednesday)

Wow so much has happened in the last two weeks! Let me update you…

School Stuff…

Right after my last post, I was informed that one of the other social studies teachers had quit to take another job outside of education. Yes, she quit half way through the first semester. Yes, this happens often here. So since there is a teacher shortage, it’s not really possible to get a “long-term-sub” like you would do back in the states, and highly unlikely that you’ll be able to hire another teacher to take their place. So I knew that when I got to school Monday morning, I’d likely have new classes.

After some shuffling of the schedules…(at one point they had me teaching American Samoan history! Ah!)…I now have 7 new students in my 5^th period world history, making it my largest class. I also have an additional U.S. history class 2^nd period. However, since the administration wanted us to all still have a prep period, one of my classes was given to another teacher. It just so happened to be my rowdy 6^th period that I mentioned in my last post. Some of the students were pretty upset that they had to have a new teacher, and I was too. Even though they drove me crazy, I still really enjoyed teaching them. But the nice thing about Voc-Tech is that it’s a smaller school and I still see those students every day. A couple have even come in to ask me for help on their homework.

The other change is that I now have a new classroom. Yes, they moved me again! But I actually like the new room better. It is smaller and easier to keep clean (teachers clean the classrooms, not janitors). The ceiling fans actually work too. It still gets hot in there, especially with my big 5^th period class, but it’s not too bad. I’m becoming used to the heat. The only problem is that I now have a giant world map that I cannot figure out how to stick to the wall! I have tried 4 different times, using sticky tack, special tape, ect…and it will NOT stay up. I’m running out of ideas….any suggestions?

Thanksgiving weekend!!

It was definitely weird not being with my parents and sisters on Thanksgiving. But on Wednesday, while they were flying off to Iowa to visit my family there, I was participating in the school activities we were doing. The kids played musical chairs, tug of war, and volleyball….as a freshman class advisor, I played volleyball with the girls, and we won! It was a half-day, so after lunch we were free to go. I headed to the store to grab a couple things, then back home to pack up my stuff. Julie and I had a room at Sadie’s by the Sea booked for the weekend. We were so looking forward to just laying around, watching tv, using the internet, and relaxing in an air conditioned room. I was even more excited because earlier in the week the weather had been bad and Julie wasn’t sure if she’d be able to get on a boat to cross over to Tutuila. But Wednesday was nice and sunny and we arrived at the hotel within 5 minutes of each other. After a bit of hassle, we got our internet passes and spent the rest of the day watching college basketball and movies on Starz. Neither one of us have a tv in our houses here, so this was a HUGE luxury.

On Thanksgiving day we woke up early so that Julie (a Wisconsin native) could watch the Packers game. Later we skyped with family and friends, then went to the café here to eat…they had a pretty good Thanksgiving buffet!! After that we planned on going to lay by the pool, but ended up taking really long naps instead.

Friday was the day of my school’s playoff game. At 8 am! So I got up early and went to the stadium. My cheerleaders met me there and the game started in yet another downpour. We were playing the number 1 team, and sadly, we lost. But the fact that we even made it to playoffs was amazing…first time in school history!! Afterwards I met up with Julie, Rosa, and Amber at pizza hut and later in the day Julie and I went and saw the new Twilight movie.  (So Cheesy!)

Almost December Already?

And that brings me here, the internet is not wanting to work right now, so I am just typing this before going to lay in the sun and will post it later. I can’t believe Thanksgiving is over. We spent the last 6 weeks looking forward to our mini-vacation, and now it’s done. But that means our next vacation (Christmas break!!) is right around the corner… it’s so strange to think of how fast time goes when you are busy just going about your day-to-day life. I only have 2 weeks of regular school, then finals week, then we are done with the semester. After finals we spend 2 days at our WorldTeach mid-service conference before heading off on our vacations. So in one month I will actually be able to SEE my family in person, and be able to hug them. I can’t wait. The month of November has flown by, and I imagine that the next few weeks will too.

I do miss my family and my friends back home, and I imagine how my life will be when I return to Washington. However there are days (and lately, more and more of these days) when I honestly ask myself HOW am I going to leave this place? HOW am I going to say goodbye to my students? It breaks my heart even now, just thinking about it. I know it will be a hundred times worse in June. I got here in July, and have been teaching for 4 months. In that short amount of time, this place and these kids have changed me. I went into education thinking that I knew just what to expect, since my mom was a teacher. I had seen the good, the bad, and the ugly sides of a career in education. I thought that I was well prepared for it. But I was not prepared for the connection and bond formed with a bunch of crazy Samoan teenagers. And I will never be prepared to say goodbye to them.

But that day is still months away! And right now it looks like it may rain..again..so instead of laying in the sun I’m going to catch more shows on Bravo while I have tv!

Until next time….

“RAIN and Other South Sea Stories”

The title of this blog is a book written by W. Somerset Maugham, who began traveling to the Pacific Islands in 1917. And it is very applicable today, since it has been raining since I ate breakfast this morning and hasn’t stopped for almost 4 hours. Usually when it rains here, it’ll pour for a good 5-10 minutes, then just rain less heavily a little bit longer, then stop for awhile before beginning again. But it seems rare that it rains this much for this long, at least as far as I have observed. So for those of you who think that I am laying on sunny beaches every day and getting super tan, you are wrong. On the week days I walk to school (where I work on my farmer’s tan), stay inside all day, then go home. On the weekends, I play hostess to my friend Julie who visits from the island of Anu’u, get errands done, relax a bit, maybe catch a movie, and procrastinate on grading until Sunday evening. When it wasn’t so rainy I’d go kayaking or to the beach with friends, but the last couple weeks that has not been possible. Welcome to the rainy season in American Samoa! If it wasn’t so warm and there weren’t so many tropical trees, I’d think I was back in the Northwest….

“Frontier Weddings”

Last week, my U.S. history classes were given the task of giving  a presentation on Settling the West. One of the topics (taken from a little side story in the textbook) was Frontier Weddings. My 6^th period class is filled with 12 rowdy junior boys, 3 of whom play football, and one girl. They were split into groups to do the presentation and given about a week, with some class time to work on it. Of course most of them procrastinated and did not get anything done. Come Friday, the Frontier Weddings group did not have their poster ready but did not want to lose 25% by waiting until Monday to present. However, they had to have some sort of visual. So they decided to throw together a little skit and after giving the information, acted out a “Frontier Wedding”. Since it was Friday, and the last class of the day, I let them run with it.

The Groom was a football player who refers to himself as HBK (Heart Break Kid). The bride was also a football player, and easily one of my largest students. Their third group member was helping to narrate the story. The pastor was yet another football player who often leads the prayer in the mornings during my first period class. (Yes, first period. His own 6^th period class had been having a sub all week and weren’t doing anything. So I let him come in to help them with their skit). Now, all of these boys have already found themselves a very special place in my heart. However, they still drive me nuts on a daily basis. The “wedding” that ensued was by far the funniest thing I have seen in the classroom since I’ve arrived here. The bride had tied his football jersey over his head and was letting out high-pitched girlish giggles throughout the ceremony. And although this was a “frontier” wedding, set in the American West, much of it was conducted in Samoan. After the happy couple was pronounced man and wife, they hugged and the rest of the class cheered. Then the “pastor” made a comment in Samoan and the only word I caught was “virginity”. All the students turned to look at me, to see what my reaction would be, and I had to put my clipboard in front of my face because I was laughing. All in all, a very entertaining class.

“Friday Night Lights”

Speaking of my football playing students, the Nu’uuli Voc-Tech Wildcats have surpassed the odds and made it to the playoffs! Last night we beat Samoana High School 24-0. We still have one game left next week, which is also our senior night, and playoffs are Thanksgiving weekend. My cheerleaders are still doing well, and learning 2 new cheers each week to add to their repertoire. Since we won, and have senior night coming up, there will undoubtedly be an assembly or pep rally of some kind this coming week. Of course, since this is Samoa, we likely will not know anything about it until the day of. If we’re lucky, the day before. But that’s just how it goes here. The last couple games have been a bit surreal. There I was sitting at a football game at 7:00 on a Friday night in November. And it was still warm enough to wear just a t-shirt, jeans, and flip-flops (or slippers, as they are called here). It was a bit strange since I usually associate football games with cold temperatures, mittens and two pairs of socks.

I know I have been a bit horrible about keeping this updated. The week days are always filled with work to do, and the weekends are never long enough. Also, my internet situation is not the most reliable at the moment. We currently do not have internet at our house, but can access it at school (though not facebook). Some days (like today) I am able to go to McDonald’s and use the free wireless. It’s inconvenient, and frustrating at times, but it also forces me to focus on other things, instead of just wasting the day away mindlessly surfing the web.

Speaking of Surfing…..Christmas in Hawaii will be here soon!! I can’t wait!!!

That’s all for now folks……stay tuned! And keep in touch! Leave a comment or write to me. My email is miss.mills.amanda@gmail .com

Manuia le aso!