Я провела 2018-2019 год в Кишинев, где я изучала русский язык и мно...

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May 4, 2019 15:11
Я провела 2018-2019 год в Кишинев, где я изучала русский язык и много узнала о себе.
Каждый утро мы изучали русский язык с Молдавскими преподавателями четыре часа. Мы конечно делали много граматичеких и фонетических упражнении, но часто говорили также о культуре, политке, жизни. Наши преподаватели- ценные ресурсы, чтобы знать о культуре Молдовы. Также, они были наших первых друзей! Представлаете? Мы с ними гуляли по городу и смотрели на всё, что они знали.
Я также присутствовала уроки по физике и химие в лусии им. Пушкина. В этой школа все студенты говорят по-русски, хотя официальный язык Молдовы- румынский язык. Здесь я познакомилась с академической культурой в Молдове. Как в СССР, оценки не являются частными, и не существует академическая честность так сильна как в США. По-моему, эта возможность была самая ценная в программе. Я узнала как будет бы жизнь, если бы я жила в Молдове.
После уроков, я участвовала во внеклассных мероприятиях. Я попробовала много различные мероприятие: джиу-джитсу, бальные танцы и уроки игры на фортепиано. Наконец, я решила участвовать в уроке танце живота. Я также учила английский язык в еврейском молодежном клубе.
Сейчас я знаю: в самом деле люди тоже самые везде. Граждане здесь в Молдове- симпатичные, добрые, желающие помогать. Официант в кафе учил меня вязать и ученый в Академии науке дал мне тур своего лаборатории. У меня была друзей из уроки, танцы, и других мероприятиях. И моя молдавская мама- прекрасная женщина. Благодаря этим людям всё было очень приятно.
Я считаю, что самая главная разница: взгляд на будущее. У молодежи есть оптимизм, но не со страной. Они хотят уехать за границей. Они умные, и увидят коррупцию в государстве и в школах. В отличие от студентов США, они меньше связаны с будущей страней. Несмотря на это, они больше знают свою историю.
В прошлом году я познакомилась с интересной, прекрасной культуру Молдовы и с новом мировоззрением, и увидела много интересных музеев, театров, и достопримечательности в стране.
In the 2018-2019 academic year that I spent in Chisinau, Moldova, I learned the Russian language, and I also learned much more about myself and the world around me than I thought possible.
The primary activity that we did during this year was attend Russian classes with Moldovan teachers. For four hours every morning, we drilled grammar and phonetics exercises. While we spent most of our time reading the textbooks and practicing dialogues, our teachers became a valuable resource and our first friends. We learned about Soviet politics, about their childhoods, and about the distinct social and political systems that face Moldova. We got a direct insight into Moldovan culture in a way we never would have with American teachers. Outside the classroom, our class of 6 wandered the streets with our teachers, receiving a private tour of the schools, cafes, and cemeteries that they visited when they were growing up.
I also volunteered to take physics and chemistry classes with students at a local Russian language high school. The classes at the Pushkin Lyceum demonstrated marked cultural differences in attitudes toward school and education. We had Soviet-style teachers who shared grades with the class and didn’t hesitate to yell at the class, and the culture around academic integrity was also markedly and surprisingly different. This to me was one of the most valuable experiences of the program because it gave me a window into the life of a typical Moldovan student.
After class, my extracurricular activities gave me the opportunity to see different ways Moldovans spend their time. I tried out many different activities: from jiu jitsu to many ballroom dance studios to piano lessons, and finally settled on taking belly dancing lessons in the basement of the tax collector’s office. Through the small class, I learned more about the direct style of communication in ex-Soviet culture (not everyone gets a trophy, and I mostly got scolded) and made friends with a university student from whom I learned interesting things about the university system here. I also taught English classes at a local Jewish youth group, and enjoyed spending time with them outside of those classes in their other regularly scheduled programming.
To me, this year emphasized that people are generally the same, and people in Moldova were kinder and more willing to help than I ever thought they would be. From the nanotechnology professor at the Academy of Science who gave me a tour of his lab, to the barista at a local cafe who tried to teach me to knit; from the Pushkin lyceum girls who took me around the school unprompted after class one day, to the yarn salespeople on the top floor of the mall who were happy to let me practice my Russian with them. People like them, and of course like my wonderful host mother, made my experience remarkable.
The biggest difference I found not in the Soviet stereotypes about coldness or hospitality, but in the young peoples’ views towards the future. Moldovan youth are optimistic about their own future, but the optimism doesn’t extend to their country. Instead, they tend to long to escape to other parts of Europe. They are politically minded and see the corruption in their schools and their government, and even the youth feel connected to their Soviet past in a way that is uncommon for youth in the United States.
The culture I became acquainted with in the past year: the food, museums, dance groups, and holidays that I didn’t know about, as well as a different view of the modern history that we were taught in school, made this year fascinating and a harbinger of growth.