2.08.2010

Yearbook Photos

Remember getting ready for school on the day you had your photo taken for the yearbook? Everyone wore a "nice outfit" picked out by their mother the night before. The boys had fresh haircuts and the girls got up extra early to do their hair? However, to an unfortunate few, the efforts did not help and terribly awkward yearbook photos resulted.

Today is yearbook photo day here at school and I sort of forgot until about 6 am this morning. Whoooops. My yearbook photo will reflect more of my true self that a more done-up version of me, but that's probably better anyway. My students will remember more of what I looked like on a daily basis.

This year's photo process was extremely pain-free, as opposed to when you had to line up in the gym with your whole class and stand there while everyone else got their picture taken. Steph and I walked in, got our photos taken and left. I even lucked out on not having to take any of my classes to pictures! Sweeeeeeet. One thing to note, however - how come yearbook photographers always make you turn to the side and then look at the camera?? It feels so unnatural!! And this guy took pictures from both sides - what is he going to personally go through all of them and select my best side?? Weird.

With that, I wish you a fabulous Monday! As I informed my students today in an impromptu lesson on fractions, Mondays make up 1/7 of your life - that's 14.3%. You better start loving them :)

2.07.2010

I been away but now I'm back today (& there ain't a place I'd rather go)

There are few things pure in this world anymore, and home is one of the few
We'd have a drink outside maybe run and hide, if we saw a couple men in blue
But to me it's so damn easy to see that your people are the people at home
Well I been away but now I'm back today and there ain't a place I'd rather go

I feel home when I see the faces that remember my own
I feel home when I'm chillin outside with the people I know
I feel home, and that's just what I feel
Cause home, to me, is reality and all I need is something real

We're feeling alright headin out tonight maybe off to a dark driveway
I say now, some feel bored, and some are looking for more, but we all just decide to stay
We got nothing to do, but when I look at you I see something that I know and love
And with the crack of a smile we all stay awhile, we know from home their ain't nothin above

Well in the end, we can all call a friend, well that's something that I know as true
In a thousand years, and a thousand tears, I'll come finding my original crew
Cause to me throughout eternity there is somewhere we are welcome to go
I said it's something free that means a lot to me, when I'm with my friends I feel home

I feel home when I see the faces that remember my own
I feel home when I'm chillin outside with the people I know
I feel home, and that's just what I feel
Cause home, to me, is reality and all I need is something real
Home to me is reality and all I need is something real, I feel home
[OAR, I Feel Home]
That's correct friends, I have officially booked my ticket home to visit Minnesota this summer. I will be there from June 23rd until July 28th, so plan accordingly. :) I think it's going to feel weird to come home just to visit and not have a 9 to 5 job to attend, however I am sure there will be more than enough to keep busy. My brother Michael graduates high school in June, so there will be his graduation party to attend. The third movie in the Twilight series, Eclipse, comes out in June, the same weekend as my friend and fellow die-hard fan Liz's birthday so of course that will be an event. I plan to make it out to California at some point to visit my friends Alex and Lindsey. Toss in fourth of July, my birthday, and I am sure those 35 days will fly by.
I look forward seeing everyone and spending some time together, as well as doing all the wonderful things I love about Minnesota in the summertime. See you then! :)

2.06.2010

yoga + me = LOVE

Yoga has been mentioned in my blog before, but I believe it is time I devote a post specifically to this new practice I have started in my life. When I met all the new teachers in Miami we spent a lot of time talking and getting to know one another. Several girls talked about their love of yoga and their desires to seek out yoga in Colombia. At this time, I had heard of yoga but knew very little about the practice of yoga. I remember seeing the passion and happiness on everyone's faces when they talked about practicing yoga in a community.
After arriving in Colombia I lived with Maggie, who taught yoga in the US. Her love for yoga and wonderful teaching totally motivated me to learn more. Thankfully, Maggie graciously taught me the basics within the protective confines of our apartment. From there I started attending the once-a-week classes she holds at school for teachers. Five months later I have been consistently practicing yoga at least twice a week, sometimes more, and it has become a significant part of my life. So much so that I am currently participating in a weekend long Anusara yoga workshop with some fellow teachers right here in Cali. The workshop has been great so far, although I know I will be sore after doing about 6 hours of yoga today! Yikes!
The best part of yoga is the way it makes me feel. When I practice yoga I feel part of a larger community, a community of people who believe in the possible. One of the things Maggie often tells us is "Root down to rise up." Sometimes she means this literally, to ground our feet into the earth and then rise up in our poses, but other times I interpret this philosophically. That if we all root down together then together we can rise up and change the world. And yogis, people who practice yoga, could just change the world, it really wouldn't surprise me. I have learned new things about my body, the way I move, and what I am capable of thanks to yoga.
Through my yoga practice I remind myself to be present in each moment. Rather than worry about the future or contemplate the past, I focus each day on the present moments at hand. How can I be my best self today, in this moment, in this interaction?
Yoga also teaches me to be still and listen, listen to what my heart is telling me, listen to the presence of those around me. Though yoga practice, and specifically shavasana, the final resting pose, I have learned to quiet my mind and just be. If you have known me for any amount of time, you can only imagine how difficult this is for me. Sure there are times in shavasana where we are supposed to be lying still without any thoughts, but instead I am concocting a to-do list, grocery list, or blog post in my head. BUT I'm getting better every time - promise! :)
Yoga is full of mantra and more, and I still have so much to learn about my yoga practice, and everything yoga related. However, for now I am content with this new part of my life.

evidence that i am still young & impressionable.

Lately everything I read about, hear about, listen to, watch on television, etc. all I can think is "Cool! I want to do that!" Maybe this is because I have been thinking a lot about my life list of things to do, and deciding what is or is not worthy of making it on that list, but everything just seems like a great new adventure!
The book I am reading right now is no different. John Francis, author of Planet Walker is a genius. I seriously love this book. When I heard about this book about a guy who took a vow of silence and walked around the world I thought "Borrrrrring." Turns out you actually can't judge a book by it's cover cause I am loving it!
John starts walked in California, takes a vow of silence on his 27th birthday in order to avoid having to justify the lack of walking, and his life takes off from there. 17 years of silence and 22 years of walking later he had an amazingly rich story to tell. His story totally makes me want to walk around the city more, or my state, or Colombia, or the planet, I really don't know. Also - his silence and his commitment to his silence is astounding. I wonder if I could be silent for a whole day? a whole week? a whole month? I think at some point in my life I am definitely doing it for a whole week...probably in the summer since teaching math without speaking might be a bit of an undertaking... What do you think?? How long could you go in silence??
I will write about the book in more detail later, but until then here are some quotes that have caught my eye. :)
  • "I realize now that I have taken a stand that challenges a way of life, a way of seeing things. It is no wonder people challenge me. I am challenging myself."
  • "From this new place lessons comes, or perhaps realizations. The first is that most of my adult life I have not been listening fully. I only listened long enough to determine whether the speaker's ideas matched my own."
  • "As my father stretches to understand my journey I realize that maybe you can't change the world by your actions alone, but you can change yourself. And when you do, the world around you may change by attempting to understand you, as we all try to understand each other."
LOVE that one about listening fully!
Have you ever tried to just listen in a conversation?
Listen to the other person talk and then wait 2-3 seconds before you jump in and respond?
Try it sometime - it will blow your mind!

2.05.2010

I am a mango master. And yes, this is a legit accomplishment.

One of the best parts of Colombia is the inexpensive, delicious, fresh fruit in every grocery store (or street corner) on a daily basis. The produce section abounds with common fruits I have known back in the States, like apples, strawberries, pineapple, cantalope, and mango, to new fruits I had never even heard of until I came to Colombia. For example, lulo, guanabana, mora, granadilla, pitaya and more!
One fruit in particular has been the subject of many discussions here in Cali - the illusive mango. Do not be fooled by the sweet, delicious smelling, yellowy goodness inside, for to arrive at that amazing entity you must first cut the mango. So grab a knife and a cutting board, no problem, right?
FALSE.
The art of cutting a mango is no small task and should not be taken lightly. First, you have to take into account that mango pits ARE NOT round. They are oval shaped, very long, pretty wide, but without much depth to them. (That's the best I could explain it...if you cannot get a picture in your head may I recommend Google or a personal effort to improve your spatial reasoning). So you examine the mango. Decide which way you think the pit goes and then cut into the mango along the pit. In order to maximize amount of delicious yellowy mango for eating you want to cut as close to the pit as possible. BUT not too far that you cut into the pit (which is darn near impossible, more likely your knife will get stuck and you are back to square one).
Assuming you cut along the pit and now have a slice of mango to deal with, the skin is still on the mango. Eating the skin of a mango is a no-go, so now you need to skin the slippery goodness. Awesome. Thanks to a colleague I developed a sure-fire technique which involves slicing into the mango in a cross pattern until just before you hit the skin, and then using a spoon to scoop out the slices. Repeat to the other side of the mango, and you have many delicious slices to consume. The last step is to cut away any remaining mango-y bits from the remaining pit. Keep in mind the mango is juicy and all over your hand, kitchen, knife, cutting board and probably clothing by this point. No wonder most people, my roommate Steph included, simply give up on the pit all together and toss it aside.
Sounds like a lot of work, right?
It was.
At first.
But now?
I rock at mangos.
Seriously.
I attack, slice and chop them like an experienced chef.
PROOF: In making delicious Apple Berry salsa for this week's book club I decided to add a bit of mango to the mix. However, in order to add mango to the salsa I needed to chop a mango up into small little bits. In the past, I have only attempted respectable slices or bite size pieces. Never small little bits to go into salsa. Not one to let an inanimate object get the best of me, I decided to go for it. With Steph looking on wearily I attacked said mango.
The result? Check out this gem.
Look at all those tiny perfectly sliced pieces!
Enjoying the mango goodness that inevitably was covering my hands.
Skinned and pitted.
I am a mango master.
I was clearly quite proud - proud enough to document the entire experience on film. :) Seriously though, it made the already amazing salsa of green apples, strawberries and kiwi all the more delicious and everyone loved it at book club! There wasn't even any left for my lunch today! :( In general our hosting of book club was a fabulous success, and as always I walked away inspired to read and learn more. Here's a quick shot of our living room floor covered in just some of the books brought my ladies last night. Update soon to come on what I'm reading right now...
Until then, happy weekend!!

1.31.2010

new adventures. new goals & oh yeah Twins Fest 2010

Last night I was talking to my friend Jenny as she was packing up her bags to study abroad for a semester near Perth, Australia. She is nervous, excited and anxious to get started with her adventure. In talking to her I was reminded of my own study abroad experience in Spain during college. I was so nervous to go out on my own on a trip with strangers to a foreign country with only a minimal ability to speak the language. Well, as you can tell, that trip was everything I wanted because my love to travel was only enhanced. Now I look to Jenny and I know she is going to have an absolutely fabulous experience. An experience that will probably change the way she looks at the world and the way the world looks at her. She is going to come back to Minnesota in six months a different girl, because experiences change you, they affect you, they challenge you, they make you redefine yourself - they alter you to the very core of your being.
I created this blog as a way to document my adventure of living in Cali, Colombia. When I set out to move to a foreign country six months ago, I sort of thought this would be my one "thing" I would do, my one "unusual", "out of the box", "risky" thing. After being here six months I have done so many amazing things, met some fabulous new friends and traveled to spectacular places.
Throughout these experiences, I have probably changed my mind about a million times about the direction my life will take tomorrow, next month, and next year.
I don't really have any answers yet, so don't look to this blog post if you are wondering what the hell I'm doing with my life...cause I have no idea either, sorry. What I have however decided, is that this adventure I have taken myself on is in no way my only, my first, or my last. Life is full of things to do, people to meet and things to be experienced and I plan to do as many of them as possible. I figure I can continue to live by the motto "You can sleep when you're dead" well into my sixties. ;) That being said I have decided to, under the inspiration of other bloggers and friends, create my very own Life List. Also known as a list of things I plan to accomplish in this lifetime. I cannot show you that list today because it is in now way complete or finished or anything, but soon. Sometime soon.
Here are a few things I know will for sure end up on the final draft:
  • See a game at all 30 Major League Ballparks.
  • Run in the Twin Cities 10 mile.
  • Visit wine country in Argentina.3
  • Learn to drive stick shift.
  • Print and scrapbook the pictures from my study abroad trip to Spain.
  • Meet Joe Mauer and take a picture with him.
  • Give up pasta for one month.
  • Take the SATC tour in NYC.
  • Live in Uptown, Minneapolis, Minnesota.
  • Live on Grand Ave, St. Paul, Minnesota.
  • Kiss in the rain.
  • Take a web site design class.
Anyone have other suggestions for me??? :)
Happy Monday!

p.s. Yes, I realize Twins Fest happened this weekend and that it was awesome. I can't really discuss the details without feeling immense sadness that I wasn't there, but here are a few photos. (good thing I follow @MinnesotaTwins, @PioneerPress, @thisisdspan, @JoeCStrib, @PatNeshek, and @LaVelleNeal on Twitter - that website is pure genius!)

Joe Mauer - LOVE LOVE LOVE that sweater!
Justin Morneau
JJ Hardy!! Thanks to this recent trade from WI the Twins are looking more adorable by the day!
New Addition: Jim Thome
Oh Alexi Casilla - I don't even care you struggled last year, your smile is adorable.

Pat Neshek - back this season after being out TWO seasons!
oh Denard Span :)

1.27.2010

Clásico por la hermandad - Soccer game for Haiti

[Lots of teachers from school at the game!]
Last night I attended a soccer game between the two soccer teams in Cali, Deportivo Cali and America.
Soccer is super important in Latin America, and pretty much everywhere else in the world besides the States, so people get pretty into it. Normally, when America and Cali play each other there are basically fights, riots, stampedes, etc. However, they played last night as part of a fundraiser for Haiti, so it was supposed to be a "friendship game". (This didn't stop the players from engaging in multiple fights, but such is life...)
The reason games are so intense is because Colombians in general are such die hard fans. People from Cali have a decided team, either America or Cali, basically as soon as they are born, and they never deviate from these allegiances. Before last night I did not support a specific team. However, I think I will be following the logic of my friend Kelsi in deciding. She went to a game back in October and told me, "we sat on the America side, and America won, so now I like America." Well, last night we sat on the America side, and America won. So, America - I am officially on your side. Traditionally, the America team is the local team without the big sponsorships or money, while Deportivo Cali is known as the "rich team". Seeing as how I am a Minnesota sports fan, "underdog" is basically my middle name, thus solidifying my choice for America.
At this particular game, everyone wore white to show support, hope and solidarity with Haiti. I loved seeing the whole stadium in white, when it is normally covered in red (America) and green (Cali). Also, while people definitely still cheered for their respective teams, the overall atmosphere seemed friendly and fans maintained great moods throughout the game. Only once did the refs have to stop the game and ask the Cali fans to stop throwing things on the field. (Another reason I'm an America fan - clearly this is fate)
[note all the white in the background!!]
I definitely want to go to an official Clasico game sometime in the future, but for my first soccer experience this was a pretty cool event. Also, I must say I was struck last night thinking about how truly global in nature the response to this earthquake has been. Very few times since moving to Colombia have I felt that the US and Colombia have the exact same priorities. However, in situations like this I am reminded of how connected our world is and what a wonderful community we can be when we put our minds to it. People all over the world care about others - really care. A pretty refreshing thought, don't you think? :) It definitely left me smiling...