Hope life in CT is great. Oh FYI! For those of you who choose to send me mail- please put on my room number 3024- It will make it easier for the mail people and therefore I will get my mail faster
Well this week has been much better health wise than last crossing, so that makes me feel much better, though I’m afraid emotional I think I may be getting even more vulnerable.
Monday didn’t start off so well- I felt like I was going to faint so I didn’t go to directing or Global Studies. So I missed three of my fellow director’s performances L and in Global studies I missed the Introduction to India which included the intro to the Indian Family we have on board during our stay. They also discussed how out of all the ports we visit, India is the one that effects the students the most. They read a portion of a former students blog that described how when he went through India he watched his fellow students complain about the dirt and the standard of living and how although he enjoyed himself for the most part, India didn’t truly affect him until 3 months after ending his term on Semester At Sea. So basically- watch out my next few blogs might be on the emotional side. Hell… this one will be… but first my week. I dragged myself up for lunch which was alright and Critical Issues which again- could have been better. Steffel is starting to remind me of my dad more and more with each time I see him. And then that just makes me want to cry in the middle of class because I miss my dad. A lot. Certainly much more then I would have even expected. And I hope if there is one thing that this trip could for me, it would be to let him know that. I mean of course I miss my mom, its my mom, my best friend in her own little way, but when I start to miss my mom I can think of her meeting me in Vietnam and how its not all that far away. But my dad… I still have quite a few weeks before I see him. The point, though, is that Steffel’s class is becoming more bearable because he reminds me of my dad. In the evening I met with my actors again and overall it went well. We started moving around and discussing the significance in the realm of the play.
Tuesday morning I went on the internet and posted the last blog. The internet is getting extremely slow. Rumor is this is the worst leg of the journey for internet. Plus with new technology a lot of students are using the internet as a phone, but it takes up a lot of bandwidth and since we don’t have a whole lot to begin with we aren’t able to use the internet. But after a extremely frustrating hour, I managed to get most of my emails off-line, post my blog and send out a few emails- though not nearly as many as I wanted to. Then I went back to my room and read half of my emails, had breakfast and read the other half. It made me miss home and yearn for my friends and family even more. However this was also even more eye awakening but I will get to that soon enough. Global Studies was a continuation of Indian history and lifestyle. It’s the largest democracy in the world (by the way!) and is the 3rd strongest economy and rising. After Global I took a beautiful nap and read Wild Swan on the 7th deck. Wild Swan is the newest book required for Steffel’s class. The book is quite amazing. I just can’t seem to put it down. And if it wasn’t for the fact that I want to post tomorrow morning and probably wont have time later on in the day to write this- I would probably continue reading it. The book takes place in Manchuria which is now a part of China. The premise is how 3 generations can create a completely different lifestyle. The Grandmother is part of the generation where girls feet are broken and wrapped in order to create the image of small feet. She is an incredibly attractive woman and at age 15 she becomes a concubine to a great general. Within a few days of their “marriage” ceremony he takes off and disappears for 6 years. He shows up for another week and leaves again. This time she ends up pregnant. She writes to him to let him know and he insists that she comes to him. She doesn’t really want to because if she goes that means she will become his wife’s property as well and basically will be treated as a lesser person. He ends up with a terminal illness and she visits. The wife takes the child and tells her she won’t ever see the child again. In the middle of the night she steals the child and goes back to her home. On the way she writes that the child has died (though not really) and the family stops bothering her. At his death within the year the wife kicks her out of the house. Eventually the grandmother remarries the town doctor but that in a sense disgraces his family and there is a big feud. After a lot of drama they move to another town to raise the mother. The mother is also a beautiful girl and continues to get proposals but the family life is slowly become more liberal- she actually has a choice in if the individual is the one she wants to marry. Meanwhile politically the war between the Japanese and Chang Kai-shek is raging and after the end of WWII the communists start fighting the Chinese Government. The mother ends up joining the Communist party and she meets and marries the father of the narrator. I’m at the point where the mother is starting to rethink the idea of communism. She isn’t really free. Everything she sees and hears she must report to the party. If she wants to take any action at all she has to write a request to the party. Everything is controlled and everything is monitored. She isn’t allowed to sleep with her husband and instead has to remain in the female quarters and is only allowed to see him at certain times of day. The PARTY comes before the individual so it’s a collectivist society. And that naturally got me thinking and I played right into the narrator’s story. Life was terrible in the society before and now it turned a complete 180 and is just as bad but in different ways. I’m anxious to read more- I’ve got plenty to go another 300 or so pages. (It’s a thick book). Anyways.. I got off subject. Tuesday after reading for awhile, I had my Energy class where we discussed the fundamentals- What IS energy? And approached it with a physics eye. After class I had a really long conversation with Juli- the girl from Mauritius- and we discovered we have similar families. It was a nice conversation. I also had a conversation with Christina and Liz involving our return home but I will get to that at the end of my week. Tuesday I met with my actors again after dinner. We discussed purpose and everything that sort of related. It was a great time and I felt extremely confident about the Weds morning performance.
Wednesday, I woke up fairly early and extremely excited about the performance. I was the 3rd and final scene of the day to go. The performance went well and then I got in the hot seat after my actors left. From then on I was near tears. Not that they bashed the performance or even my work, it just felt as if I was getting attacked. It was in that moment that I decided that Stage Managing was definitely the way I would want to go because I couldn’t stand being drilled about my work. After I was put on the spot and incorrectly or at least unclearly, answered, I started to quiet down and she yelled at me to be louder. I told her that its easier when I’m stage managing, which then led to what a stage manager does and whether or not I enjoy it. My response? Well Its more of a love and hate relationship. I love it when I’m not doing it. I miss it like crazy and wish I was doing it. But when I’m actually sitting at all the rehearsals? I hate it. And then she let me know that I need to journal about it. So before I put any conclusions about that discussion, I guess I should follow her advice and write it in my Director’s notebook. I’ll be sure to get back to you though J Global Studies was more India- environmental Issues, mainly. I’m pretty sure I did even more reading in Wild Swan on Weds to until I had my Critical Issues class. We watched a movie on Freedom in India- breaking from the major powers and fighting for freedom and equality. So naturally the main part was geared towards Gandhi and Nehru the pair that fought most prominently for India’s freedom. I don’t remember too much about the afternoon. I guess I should start carrying a notebook with me so I can write everything I do down. I know that at 7pm I had Ambassador’s Ball meeting and that left me angry. This is the moment where we all dress up in the dresses we had made in Vietnam and put on those strappy shoes and get all gussied up, basically our version of prom and they want to decorate the place with Construction Paper. It just makes me so mad. I really hope it turns alright, but I guess we will have to see. Juli came over to visit and we watched Monsoon Wedding (an Indian Film) while doing homework. It was a lot of fun. Katie and Caitlyn came to visit at some point, I feel like Christina and I have the party room, I feel so special J
Yesterday, Thursday was an alright day as well. I basically got nothing done, but aside from that it was good. Global Studies was interesting we discussed banking, primarily Mohammed Yunez. I wrote about him awhile ago, basically he is the guy that set up this big bank in Bangladesh and other poor countries in order to give poor women a chance. They give out loans. 99% of all loans are paid back with the year. And many of these women are given a fighting chance at surviving. The Movie was actually a clip of 60 Minutes and that made me sad because it reminded me of my parents. After the movie we discussed how this bank hasn’t solved all of their problems. Husbands have managed to manipulate the service by forcing their wives to get loans, the men spend it on whatever and the women are left trying to deal with the pressure of paying it back. After global, Christina and I went shopping at the school store. I bought a few more shirts- I probably shouldn’t have but I needed another long sleeve and my Polynesian Culture Center trip was cancelled because their wasn’t enough interest. I also bought some stickers for my scrapbook and I bought my mom a travel mug so she could have something semester at sea-ish to show off at work and I don’t know one’s sizes so I can’t buy anyone shirts or sweatshirts. I’m hoping my mom will help me pick something out for my dad. I was thinking a hat but I don’t know if he will wear it- plus he has so many! I’ll think about it. Anyways after getting all that I went to the pursers desk to find out if I could get on the Arizona Memorial Trip, so we will see if that goes through. Hopefully I’ll find out either later tonight or tomorrow. Then I took the most glorious shower ever. Starting 1pm yesterday we were given the official “okay we have to conserve water” and how “if its yellow let it mellow, if its brown flush it down” It was very girl-scouty and again made me smile and laugh. At Lunch after my last semi-long (15min) shower for the next week, I actually started telling stories about girl scouts and my gold award and all that stuff. I had to tell the story of my first campout with the terrible babysitters who through gorp at our tent and told us scary stories. I still remember my mom and Lou’s face when we peaked out of our tent- Those girls got a rashing! Onwards.. After Lunch Christina and I checked out if there were any more bridge tours. There were 3 more and two of which we had class during and the final one that gave us just enough time to run down to our rooms drop off our bags and grab our cameras. The Bridge tour was pretty cool. Fun facts for all of you to know: Our ship can go as fast as 29 knots which is approximately 30 miles per hour. Though we average about 20 knots, except when we have exceeded the half way point when they slow down to give us time to do our school work and we average 11 knots. It is also the fastest passenger ship of its size, with only its sister ship the MV Voyager as competition. They have 4 radio systems and one table that is devoted to safety. They have a wall of pictures with little lite-up bulbs so the captain can immediately see where there is a fire or the fire doors have been closed or to see what outdoor lights are on and everything. It was crazy. They also have a computer screen that shows the map of where we are and it is electronically programmed to follow the course. The ship is also maneuvered into port by one of the two side compartments. If you look back on one of my first blogs you will see the captain and a few crewman who were in a dock area that came out from the side of the ship. Well, that has a computer area where the ship can be directed and then there is one identical on the other side. There are also emergency systems on both sides that don’t require any electricity just in case the system fails and we need to figure out where to go. The captain’s favorite port is Hong Kong which is where he met his 3rd wife whom he married 6 months ago. She is about our age and is a model. She is incredibly sea sick and this is the first time she has been on a ship of this size. His least favorite port is Egypt though he didn’t get into too many details. His least favorite of our trip is India because it is so incredibly dirty. We also have to conserve water when we go to India because water is incredibly expensive because we have to buy mineral water from a nearby plant. The water is also supposed to be incredibly polluted by the shore. (Its against Maritime law to take in or get rid of water within 12 miles of any port) So most of the time they buy some water while we are in port but it is very expensive in India so we are conserving our water big time. When we are at sea we have our own water purifying system in order to create gray water. According to the captain the only port we will need to be tenured to the dock will be Malaysia (though I guess this is still debatable because the guy at the Field office said Vietnam… but more on that in a minute) Tenured basically means we take the lifeboats too and from the dock because the water is either too shallow or dock is too full. We also begin the voyage with the majority of the food supply that will be needed, with the exception of produce. After lots of pictures and questions I had to go to Energy Technology where we continued discussing the physics aspect of energy. 5:30pm Juli and I went to dinner- it was a bar-b-que and was DELICIOUS, what a nice change!! I was so excited. And we were also treated with ice cream which is another rare occasion and was even more so exciting! After that I had a family B-day party! My “mom” had her birthday and so we had chocolate cake which was delicious and then we sat around talking for awhile. I went back to my room to start my Critical Issues Paper on a few articles from Global Issues and one by one all of my friends came to our room. And they stayed until about 12:30am. Lol so much for doing homework last night. It was a nice conversation though and after all those will be the moments that I remember long after this trip is done.
Today I had directing, the last two directors presented and then we watched a short film created by the Brown Paper Studio in Cape Town. It was pretty good at least I was impressed. Global Studies was about Conflict and Peace. Rocky started the discussion though by talking about he was feeling a lot by visiting all of these countries and about how each one of us needs to start thinking about and answering the “what’s Next” question. Do you ignore what is going on around the world? Do you donate all of your money to one of these countries? Do you change your major to make life more “fulfilling” what can one do to help our fellow human beings? It was quite moving and I was tearing up by the end because naturally I already asked all of these questions to you back home. By the way- I still haven’t answered them. After Global Studies I worked on my paper for Critical Issues, around 1pm I helped a fellow theatre friend out by reading the stage directions in her play for her read-through and then finished my paper just in time for class. Desmond Tutu joined our Critical Issues class and he spoke about War and peace and different methods to achieving peace. It was quite interesting. After class I stopped by Field Office Desk to ask them a few questions and they knew nothing and couldn’t help me out at all and that just frustrated and pissed me off some more. So I decided to use my emotion to write this blog and let you know what was going on in my life.
Now some more Pennies for Thought:
Poverty and emotion. India. So from what I hear, this is the most drastic wake-up call if God ever created one. Its funny to think about how much knowledge and experience I’ve already gained and we have gone to some pretty tame environments. My “family” was telling me about their last trip and how there was a person who was hours from death who was purposely placed outside of restaurant to get tourists to give this person money. Though in reality the money wouldn’t have been used to pay for whatever care this person needed but instead put into someone else’s pocket. So much of me doesn’t want to think about any of this. I don’t want to think about how many people I am going to see who are near starving. I don’t want to think about how dirty it is going to be from the moment I arrive in India. But I know eventually I am going to have to think about it and I am going to have to accept it. I also know that I will probably want to do something about it, but what? It comes down to the age old question- what can one person possibly do? I don’t want to talk to much more about it because I don’t want to create this idea of what India is going to be like until I get there, just be prepared because the next blog might contain a whole lot of feedback on the world that I just stepped out of in order to step into a world that is so very different from my own.
Next I just want to elaborate on this Field Office. I can’t tell you how unhappy I am with them. So in the Dean’s memo it advertises a Cambodian Orphanage that is coming to dance for us. The cost is 10 dollars and it is supposed to happen prior to disembarkation in Vietnam. So naturally I have a ton of questions- is my family going to be allowed to come on to the ship for the show? Or do I have to wait around until after this show is finished before I can see my family? Or am I going to be able to leave right away from the ship? Well the guy doesn’t know has no idea and can’t answer anything. About all he can tell me is everything that is already on the dean’s memo. That’s not a help at all. Why would I buy a ticket that would prevent me from seeing my family right away? But if they are allowed to come on the ship will it be included for them? So I am extremely frustrated! Now just to make this worse, there is another sheet that is filled out for Parents that need to get on the ship. Basically it asks for information like passport number and all of this elaborate information- none of which I want to be seen through email which means there is no way for me to get anything. But if Chris and my mom got on this trip they needed to send in all of that information, so you would think access would be immediately granted. Nope. I have to fill it all out and write on it “parent Trip”. In addition I asked if other students were getting notified and his response is “Didn’t you get a paper with all the information as to what you need to do?.” I was like uhh NO! Obviously I didn’t otherwise I wouldn’t be asking all of these questions. So now I’m really irritated because he treated me like an idiot, he didn’t know anything and he couldn’t answer any of my questions or help me in any way shape or form and basically said come ask your questions in another week. So yet again college offices SUCK!
And my last point that I would like to make might hurt a few of you, and some may not understand it. But I’m half way through this trip; I’m half way around the world and I miss my home more than anything in the world and I can’t wait to see each and every one of you back home. But I’m not going to be the same person that stepped on that airport and headed on the journey of a lifetime. I was talking with some of my friends on here and I am starting to get to the point where I can’t imagine waking up and not having Christina lying on the other bed across from me. I can’t imagine not seeing all of these people that I have relied on and have seen everyday and I have spent countless hours with them in every port and in and out of classes. I realized the other night while talking to Christina and Liz that none of you will know these people that I have spent sooo much time with and each of us has changed, but we have changed together. We discussed the importance of physical change. Cassie said that I seemed to have “jumped off the deep end” because of how much I have changed in just what she has seen. And yet, I have not changed nearly as much as she has. At the beginning of this journey Cassie would sit with us and we would discuss politics, women’s rights- things that mattered. Things that we should feel passionate about since afterall we are traveling around the world. Well now when she sits with us, we listen to how fat she is and about how she needs to tan and workout some more so she can be “prettier”. This girl has been planning this trip since she was a freshman in high school and now that she is here she has lost sight of what this trip is all about. It just makes me so sad that when I see her she feels proud to let me know that she is “fasting” in order to lose weight and not for some religious purpose. And yet when you look at the two of us, it would be me who would be labeled as the one that changed the most- just because my change was physical and therefore more obvious. That in turn led to the discussion that many of us will return home and although the people waiting for us may expect change they probably won’t expect as big of a change as what has taken place. “she looks the same, so she must not have changed all that much” and I guess now I have even more appreciation to my new look because no matter what- I have changed. What breaks my heart the most though, is that I’ll go back home and although you may recognize the name, you won’t recognize the face nor will you recognize the impact that each of my friends here on this ship have made on me. I was telling Liz- I’m going to go back home and I know I’ll be in the middle of a story about her and someone will say “oh is that your roommate” and I will have to respond with no, that’s Christina. So Liz was who? The girl who lived down the hall.” I can’t imagine saying Goodbye these people in a little over a month. I know we have already made plans- and you all will have the opportunity to meet them, provided that my sister’s don’t mind helping me out a bit. Liz really wants to go to Boston so I figured, what the hell they can fly into Boston and we can tour Boston the rest of the day, stay at Patti’s overnight, spend another day in Boston and then go to Deb’s the 2nd night. Drive to Willimantic for a quick tour of Eastern before heading to my house to visit the awesome that is Mohegan Sun, spend a night there and then fly back home on the 4th day. Now the aim for this is the beginning of August so they wouldn’t be able to meet anyone from school L or at least not really at school. But at least we have an idea in our head. I also have to beg and plead with Patti or my parents to front the money to buy Boston-Yankees tickets (if that is still possible) for August. Or at least some baseball tickets- and naturally anyone who wants to join that party may do so J. And then the aim is to visit Christina in Georgia in the fall to go to one of her legendary football games, and then Liz in Chicago around Christmas time. Of course this is all provided that we manage to earn enough money to go to these places- though all of their behinds are making it to CT. I’m just glad to see there are hopes of future visits since all of these people are incredibly important to me!
Well I guess I should go eat dinner at this point- Working with my actors again at 7pm and then Cultural Pre-Port at 8pm and Wedding Crashers at 9pm. Then maybe a updating if anything exciting happens tonight at pre-port J
Dinner was a peanut butter and jelly sandwich, yum. Worked with my actors for a little while. We went with the broad prospective of what the ultimate goal of the scenes were. It was interesting. We will have to see what happens. We will be meeting every B day from now until April 30th which is the date of our second performance.
After that was the cultural pre-port which was quite interesting, a LOT of Indian dancing which was awesome. I LOVE the dancing its amazing. And they gave us the location of the big shopping area called “Fab India”. They also did a skit on the “attack” of the taxi/rickshaw people. Afterwards I talked to Lindsey for a little while and now I’m watching Wedding Crashers in the union and it is amazing. I love this movie.
“true love is your souls recognition of its counterpoint in another”
Oh a few last minute notes I am now 10 and a half hours ahead of Eastern Time. Yes that’s right- half hour. India has decided that it wanted to create its own time zone so the entire country is in the same time zone.
Also we have had our third leak- that’s right three leaks, in our cabin which was utterly amazing. That was sarcasm. The first was in Brazil when our cabin light started leaking. The second was in South Africa when in the middle of the night I got a wonderful leak ON MY HEAD and then this past week we got another leak at the foot of my bed which quickly spread to the rest of the room. Again- it was amazing.
Love and miss you all and thank you for listening to me
~Jennifer XOXOXOXO