New England meets Choibalsan

Recently, we performed our best Chef Emile and Julia Childish imitations and helped out some friends who just opened a restaurant here. We were asked to conduct a TV cooking show, teaching Mongolian viewers how to prepare a couple simple foods with local ingredients as a way to help promote their new business. We thought it was a good idea and we had lots of fun doing it. And we're now famous in these parts. Now, more of the stares we continue to attract everyday are coupled with grins of recognition.

We wanted to prepare foods that were relatively simple, used only locally-obtainable ingredients, are culturally-relevant to us and are tasty. Jim demonstated a New England chowder recipe, suitable for a dairy-based diet and the approaching winter (it was -25C, yesterday). Meanwhile, Julie dazzled with a delicious apple cake that drew raves and sang a beautiful Mongolian song for the audience. Of course, the best part of the experience was the eating when we were done taping.

A teaser promotional ad aired for about a week before the broadcast. The ad featured many shots of me cooking and of Julie singing. The local producer likes to play with his studio gadgets and sped up the tape of Julie's song. She sounded like one of the chipmunks, which was cute. Upon seeing the ad, the elderly mom of Julie's co-worker called her daughter and asked a perfectly reasonable question: why was Julie singing while I did all the work? For us, that's an adorable cultural reflection...besides being a pertinent question in my domestic life. Why, indeed?

His First Haircut

In the fall, I was invited to attend the hair-cutting ceremony of my counterpart Saranchimeg's 3 year old son, Zolbayar. We had learned about this ceremony during training, but I had never been able to attend one, so I was really honored and happy to be invited. In my understanding, the ceremony marks the transition from "babyhood" to "childhood" for boys and girls, and occurs between the ages of 2 and 6. Infancy, especially for children in herding families, is a vulnerable time. Many herding families have little to no access to medical facilities. So, a child making it through this time is something worth celebrating. The hair-cutting ceremony is a ritual held, in part, for that purpose. Traditionally, a lama would tell the parents which year is best for their child, and many families still consult lamas for this purpose.

As with seemingly all Mongolian gatherings, there was an over-abundance of food, including the requisite aruul (dried milk curd), potato salad, carrot salad, buuz, fruits, and suutai tai (milk tea). Saranchimeg and her husband put out a lovely and delicious spread, and their young niece helped serve food. It was a relatively small gathering -- mostly the other foreign language teachers from our school, though the ceremony is sometimes much larger and sometimes even smaller.

Passing of the airag (fermented mare's milk) got the ceremony started. The airag was in a beautiful pewter bowl, and each person took a sip before cutting Saranchimeg's son's hair.

Zolbayar walked around the table, while each guest took a turn cutting off a small lock of hair and placing it on a pewter tray. Before cutting, we wrapped a ceremonial hadaag (silk sash or scarf) around our hand and the scissors. After cutting, each person said a small "prayer" for the child's happiness and well-being in the future.

He very patiently allowed each of us to cut his hair, a glass of juice and Mom's touch making it all a little easier. When the cutting was finished, we ate many buuz and talked about life, and I felt very fortunate to be part of this special gathering. Saranchimeg wrapped the hair in silk and put it away, to be given to Zolbayar when he is older. Zolbayar, meanwhile, was given the cash collected for the occasion, and though he didn't seem to know quite what to do with it, he seemed to understand that it was something to hold on to--and he did so for the rest of the time we were there!

My Camp Songs Obsession Finds an Outlet in Mongolia!

WE FINISHED OUR CD AND SONGBOOK!!!

As some of you know, my friend Kevin and I have been working on a project to create a cd and songbook for Mongolian and Peace Corps English teachers to use in the classroom. Now, after several months of scheming, proposal writing, budget planning (with LOADS of help from the budget-master himself, Jimmy, of course), materials purchasing, RECORDING, editing & mixing, printing and burning, our project is (practically) complete! We're burning the final of the 275 cds, and distribution of the cd/songbook 53-song sets will begin next month.

Kevin and I are both really happy with how the cds and songbooks turned out. And the process of creating them, while peppered with snafus and moments of frustration, was satisfying and loads of fun--especially the hours spent recording with my students. Kevin brought his laptop to Cho (he lives in Selenge aimag, north west of Ulaanbaatar, a 20-hour bus ride away), and we recorded everything on his Garageband program in classrooms.

One of the 4th grade classes we recorded with. They sang "My Grandfather Had a Farm" (we've been learning family names) and "Bingo," which featured "my grandfather" as well.

Most of the songs were sung by my 8th grade students, immediately after learning them. They're remarkably fast learners! Sometimes I would sing the song just once, they'd sing it 3 or 4 times, then we'd record. Now, I won't say they sound professional, and there are moments that my high school choir director would have had heart palpitations over, but the teachers and students who listen can easily follow along with the words and tunes of each song.

My 8th

graders in one of our smaller sessions.

The impetus for the project was a desire to share songs with Mongolian teachers that can be easily sung and memorized, in order to increase students' speaking fluency. Many teachers use full-length songs from pop singers to help with vocabulary and grammar study. But often those songs are really difficult to learn well. So I decided to use my love of camp songs, and (after 15+ years as a camp counselor) the vast storage of songs that dance around endlessly in my brain to create this teaching cd for English language teachers. Kevin, my exceedingly talented friend, agreed to take on the project with me and was just as enthusiastic about it as I was. He is a whiz with Garageband, and was able to turn a bunch of kids singing in a classroom into a real live, high quality cd. And, considering he has always hated "camp songs," preferring to write his own music in the vein of Pearl Jam and Tool, he was an awesome sport, even agreeing to sing a few of the songs (including "Itsy Bitsy Spider"!) himself. And speaking of "guest singers," Jimmy even puts in a performance or two (you should hear his sheep noises --uncannilly real)

Kevin & I during the "scheming" phase, in his ger in Selenge.

So now, as we receive help from our friend Boloroo at the Peace Corps office in UB in the form of cd burning, we have turned much of the project over to PC staff who will distribute the cds and songbooks to volunteers and schools. We are happy to say that Peace Corps Mongolia is also very pleased with the final product and has endorsed it and offered their help with it enthusiastically. I think that in the years to come, as I look back on this Peace Corps experience, this cd and the creation of it with my students and Kevin will be the thing I feel was our biggest achievement. I have such a great sense of satisfaction about it, and I look forward to sharing it with folks back in the States when we return next summer!

Following are just a smattering of photos from recording sessions and times when we made music JUST for fun!

Anna Home

Did we tell you the kids here don't come any cuter? In our short time, we've been fortunate to play and work with the kids and staff of Anna Home, a safe haven for neglected children. This is a special project that offers much hope for a few kids and the Choibalsan community.

In 2006, the home's director Boldsaihan took the initiative to rescue homeless or neglected kids from the city's underground water tunnels. Without stable homes, people of all ages find warmth in bitter cold winters huddling near hot water mains. Manholes are their doorways. Boldsaihan first housed the kids in a basement and scraped together resources to feed and shelter them. In 2007, VSO volunteer Maarten Stoffels entered their lives.

Maarten, with the generosity of his Dutch contacts, helped Boldsaihan buy a house and land establishing the Anna Home residence. Foreign contributors meet the housing, food and development needs of 25 children who now share this very modest space. Last spring, upon his departure from Mongolia, Maarten asked Jim to assist with communications, project development activities and in the home's operations. Jim also serves as Boldsaihan's management mentor helping to develop long-term skills so that Boldsaihan may eventually operate the home as a fully-capable director.

Anna Home has experienced some big successes this year, not least of which were the drilling of a well, the building of a well house and piping of running water into the house.

Now, we are preparing for three major projects. In the spring, we hope to develop a property that will serve as a transitional home for young adults. When the children reach 18, the goal is to have a home and support in place where they can learn work and life skills in a semi-independent setting. They would be prepared for supporting themselves as capable adults in their lives beyond Anna Home's embrace.

Next summer, one project will be renovating the existing interior with new energy-efficient windows, new doors, trim, flooring and paint. The second summer project is huge: a building addition which would include giving the building a bathroom, storage space, a large classroom, computer and sewing classrooms and a carpentry shop. We believe it is not enough to improve the current living standards for the kids. The children must be prepared with social and vocational skills as well to help break the stranglehold of poverty here.

To the left, we've added a link to Anna Home's website, which Maarten maintains from The Netherlands. For the home, the long-term aim is to create an enduring refuge and training ground for Choibalsan children who have no other options and doing so with sustainable local support. Until then, maybe you'd like to pitch in.

Friends

We've shown folks quite a few shots of our Mongolian friends and family. We thought you might also like to see some of the other Peace Corps and VSO volunteers we love to spend time with here. Some of the most wonderful people on the planet...

Outside one of our favorite restaurants in UB: Kevin, Amber, me, Jasmine, Jimmy, Jen, Brodie, Chris, Rachel and Phillip

Our farewell party crew for Matt (center, front), who finished his service in Mongolia and headed off to Cambodia for another (non Peace Corps) year of service!

Part of my Darkhan summer crew: Robin, Amber, Kim (M17), Carina,
Dwan and me

Mai and Kenny (who are now, VERY sadly for us anyway, back in America, after having completed their 2 years here in Cho) We miss them so much!
Some of the great friends that we spent much of our first year in Cho with. Most of them have, alas, gone on to other places (except for Sarah, lower right, who's still in Cho with us!). Back row, left to right: Angus (Scotland), Andie (England), Maarten (in back, from Amsterdam), Kaye (France), Cass (a different soum in Mongolia), Joke, (Amsterdam), Mai (NY), Jimmy. Front row: Yann (France), Kenny (from America but now studying in London), Sarah.

Jimmy with his posse from Sukhbaatar: Jimmy, Fahd, Salomon and Mike

The blue-eyed gang from Cho: JP (Mai's friend who visited from US) Jimmy Karen (VSO, from Scotland) Andie (VSO, from England & Africa) Kenny

Jimmy and Mike

Chris and Kevin

M17s Mike and Ashley Burden, who have also, very sadly for us, finished their service and returned to America

VSOers, Raj (from India), John & Patricia (from England) at our place in Cho.

Raj, John (M19) and our M18 Sarah

The newest Chobies:
Lindsay and Trinh (Jasmine, one of our M18s, in the middle)

Me and Jess

We hope all of our American friends and family get to meet all of these great people some day!

Make That Four

Mongolia added their third and fourth medals with a gold from boxer Badar-Uugan, who dominated his weight class, and by Serdamda who settled for silver after a shoulder injury ended his pursuit for the title. Two golds and two silvers is celebrated wildly here as a country of just over 2 million people achieves great relative success. Congratulations to the winners!!!

Serdamba on the left

All That Glitters...

This country and the capital Ulaanbaatar were jumping for joy Thursday night with Mongolia’s first EVER Olympic gold medal. Tuvshinbayar N., now a national hero, took the men’s 100kg judo title and the partying began with impromptu revelry and fireworks. Thousands whooped it up on UB’s Sukhbaatar Square. It would be too strong to say that the people consider it a mark of their “arrival,” but their world standing is progressing. They have a silver medal also, earned by the pistol-packing Gundegmaa O, who came within millimeters of winning gold, herself. And I dare say that the Mongolian boxing team is right there alongside America’s for quality depth.

It’s an interesting contrast between Mongolia and home regarding Olympic success. On the one hand, we have this small nation trying to find its way in the world positively ecstatic with a single gold medal. Then, there’s America’s Michael Phelps who could win eight of them by himself. To me, it’s another lesson in trying to take nothing for granted and appreciate the simplest gifts.

We have been able to see vastly more Olympic coverage than of any previous games. The competitions have been available, virtually wall-to-wall, on five stations: three Mongolian, a Chinese and a Russian sports channel. Though I’m an obvious USA and Mongolia fan, it is a great experience to watch the Beijing games on Chinese television – despite not knowing the language. The excitement the people are feeling being hosts, and brilliantly successful ones by athletic standards, is so clear in all the cheers and smiles…..government behavior and scandal aside.

Meanwhile, it’s nice to now feel strongly about two nation’s success at the games.