Thursday, September 27, 2007

The Creepie Crawlie Twitch

Isn't it interesting how God has a sense of humor?! You all know of my spider encounter last night . . . Well . . . hang on to your hats . . . and let the twitching begin. You know the twitch I'm talking about, right?! You know, the one that happens when a hair brushes your skin and you think it's the GIANT SPIDER back from its watery grave for revenge . . . picture this . . .

It's a lovely fall day in Miss Miller's classroom. The children are gathering on the carpets for an enthusiastic reading of Pippi Longstocking (chapter 3) by the bug-shy Miss Miller. She's already shared her spider adventure with the children (much to their amusement and empathy!) . . . The scene is now set . . . Miss Miller reaches down to pick up some books that have fallen over . . . She kind of shuffles them on her lap to straighten them out . . . and a student shrieks-- "There's a gecko on your skirt!" In approximately 1/8th of a second, Miss Miller shrieks--leaps from her chair, and watches the teeny-tiny gecko (about 2 inches long--nose to tail) sail through the air into the corner.
Suddenly, a swarm of 10 third grade boys are smashing themselves into the corner for a closer look, and there is shoving and shouts of "Don't kill it!" Miss Miller, although shaken and startled, stands and proclaims, "Please don't kill it--it's just a little gecko!" Awwwww . . . Miss Miller is so brave:) So, the gecko remained in the corner for the rest of Chapter 3 and disappeared within the classroom . . . perhaps to be seen another day.

Picture this . . .
It's an hour later, and the class is studying poetry. Miss Miller has just been reading a lovely poem by Langston Hughes, and the class has been creating "pictures in their mind" like true poetry-appreciators. Rain drops turned into missiles and morphed into gentle kisses . . . it was peaceful and lovely . . .
until . . .
"COCKROACH!!!!!" In one swift motion and amid shrieks from 21 children and a slightly discombobulated (I have NO idea how to spell this) teacher, a third grade beetle lover wrapped up the offending roach in a kleenex and headed for the popular burying grounds for insects--the toilet. Upon returning from his quest, he announced "Cockroaches can swim."


Yes, just another chapter in the adventures of third grade . . .
. . . Are you twitching yet?!

Wednesday, September 26, 2007

ACK!!


The worst has happened . . . .
a giant spider has invaded my home . . .
(it looked bigger when its legs were stretched out)
I don't like spiders . . .
I especially don't like spiders in my bedroom . . .
The spider is dead . . . now . . .
Please pray that no friends show up for the burial at sea (toilet) . . .
Please pray that I can sleep without getting the willies . . .
I know God made spiders . . . and everything God makes is good . . .
I just don't like spiders in my house . . .
ACK!

P.S. I'm sleeping with a can of RAID by my bed . . . just in case . . .

Red Bean Paste and Moonbeams


Okay, so I tried a genuine mooncake last night. Since it was a free mooncake given out at the big amphitheatre in Da'an Park by the light of the moon after the mayor of Taipei's official greeting and welcome, I figured I'd better try it (I mean with all the build-up and all)! Yeah, it wasn't great . . . Rebecca or Kevin (I can't remember because my brain and tastebuds were fighting the interesting texture and taste) reminded me that mooncakes were biodegradable, so I stealthly added a little red bean fertilizer to the hedge in the park . . . I'm not quite sure if red bean is supposed to be sweet or not. You can buy red bean ice cream here, but I just can't seem to wrap my mind around the mixing of ice cream and vegetables. . . hmmmm . . . yet another interesting difference in my Taiwan adventure!

Mooncakes aside (some really are very yummy--I guess I'm just partial to the non-genuine fruit-filled ones!), I had an enjoyable evening sauntering through the park with all the celebrating families. There were BBQs, musicians, and people wandering around with lit up devil horns and bunny ear headbands (not sure what the horns have has to do with the Moon Festival--but, oh well!). The moon was bright and beautiful, and the evening was balmy and breezy--just gorgeous!


This afternoon, the Morrison-Bethany community celebrated with a BBQ of our own. It rained a bit, but thankfully there is a covered part of our urban playground that has some picnic tables. What a fun time! I was craving hotdogs--of all things--so when a few of us headed to Wellcome (the nearby grocery store) for some BBQ fixings, I actually found some. Yeah, they weren't great . . . but at least they were hotdogs cooked on a grill! At these type of events, all the families are invited as well. It's amazing to see how God has brought our community together.

Anyway, enough for now. I had some sight-seeing adventures this weekend, and I'm working on becoming a licensed Taiwan driver . . .more blogging to come with lots of pictures . . . stay tuned and keep praying:)

Monday, September 24, 2007

Mid-Autumn Moon Festival



The streets were quiet this morning and many shops were closed. Tomorrow, it will probably seem like a ghost town in Taipei--well, that might be a slight exaggeration! Anyway, tonight, the kids were playing in the parks and the BBQs were roaring. From what I've learned about Taiwan, I know that if a holiday lands on a Tuesday or Thursday, you also get the Monday or Friday off! Pretty cool--however, since it's really only a 1-day holiday, you have to make up the day off on a Saturday--YUCK! (Oh wait, it's not bad--just different!) Morrison, however, is not taking any days off. We have to balance the American and Chinese holidays, so we get American Thanksgiving off instead! Taiwan is preparing for a major Chinese festival! The Moon Festival takes place on the 15th day of the 8th month in the lunar calendar (which happens to be Tuesday, Sept. 25th this year). According to my awesome new children's book--Moonbeams, Dumplings & Dragon Boats by Simonds and Swartz-- (which has the perfect level of information for a festival novice like myself) "Almost all major Chinese festivals follow a lunar calendar. The cycle of the moon is just less than thirty days, and twelve moons define the twelve months of the year. This year is shorter than the earth's 365 1/4 day trip around the sun; so, in order to keep the lunar calendar linked to the seasons, the Chinese lunar calendar includes an extra month seven times every nineteen years. This is called an intercalary month."

Perhaps you've heard of the Chinese philosophy of Yin and Yang--well, I learned that the Mid-Autumn Festival provides the legend behind this philosophy (or at least one explanation). Now, as with all my postings about Chinese culture, believe me--I am NO EXPERT! If I am getting some details wrong, or if you have more to add, please let me know, and I'll make the changes/additions ASAP! From what I've seen, the stories all vary slightly, but here's one I found that summed up most of them:

The Legend of the Moon Festival

by Thomas W. Chinn, Historian

Originally named the Mid-Autumn Festival, the Moon Festival is one of the most important holidays celebrated by Chinese communities around the world.

Traditionally, it is celebrated on the fifteenth day of the eighth lunar month in observance of the bountiful Autumn harvest. Although old rituals are no longer followed, families continue to gather for a day to relax and eat moon cakes. Upon this occasion, the legend of the Moon Goddess, CHANG-O, is often told to children.


Once upon a time there was a famous archer, Hou Yi, who with his arrows was able to slay mankind’s worst enemies, ferocious beasts that inhabited the earth. Yi was married to Chang-O, a beautiful but inquisitive woman who had been an attendant of the queen mother of the west before her marriage. Now at this time, there were 10 suns that took turns circling the earth-one every 10 days. One day, all 10 of the orbs circled, together, causing the earth’s surface to burn and threatening mankind. The wise emperor of China summoned Yi and commanded him to kill but one of the suns. This Yi proceeded to do. Upon the completion of his task, Yi was rewarded with a pill, the elixir of life, and advised: "make no haste to swallow this pill, but first prepare yourself with prayer and fasting for a year." Being a wise man, Yi took the pill home and hid it under a rafter while he began healing his spirit, In the midst of this, Yi was summoned again by the emperor.

While her husband was gone, Chang-O noticed a beam of white light beckoning from the rafter. She followed it and a fragrant perfume, discovered the pill and swallowed it. Immediately, Chang-O found she could fly. Just at that moment her husband returned home, realize what had happened and began to reprimand his wife. Chang-O flew out the window into the sky. Yi sped after her, bow in hand, and the pursuit continued halfway across the heavens. Finally, Yi had to return to the earth because of the force of the wind.

His wife reached the moon and there, breathless, she coughed and part of the pill fell from her mouth. Now, the hare was already on the moon and Chang-O commanded the animal to take pestle and mortar and pound another pill so that she return to earth and her husband. The hare is still pounding. As for Yi, he built himself a palace in the sun as Yang (the sun and the male principle), Chang-O as Yin (the moon and the female principle).

Once a year, on the 15th day of the full moon, Yi visits his wife. That is why the moon is full and beautiful on that night.


Since the round moon stands for "family," many reunions and BBQs are held during the festival. Round fruits like pomelos (Chinese grapefruit), apples, grapes, and melons are eaten and tea is served with a variety of mooncakes. Some moon cakes are pretty good and filled with fruits or creams. Others aren't so tasty and are filled with noodles, meats, and other rather interesting tidbits. I've received a box of really yummy moon cakes filled with pineapple and cranberries from a student. They were made in a Taipei bakery and are quite beautiful. Even Starbucks has their own mooncakes that are said to be yummy!

I've been told that many families attend puppet shows in outdoor theatres, where the story of Chang E and her husband, Hou Yi is told again. I may head over to Da'an Park tomorrow night and check out the amphitheatre to see what's going on. Of course, weather permitting, I'll definitely check out the moon and see what I can see! Instead of "the man in the moon," perhaps I'll see a jade rabbit! I'll keep you posted . . .

Psalm 19: 1-4a
The heavens proclaim the glory of God. The skies display his craftmanship. Day after day they continue to speak; night after night they make him known. They speak without a sound or word; their voice is never heard. Yet their message has gone throughout the earth, and their words to all the world.

Wednesday, September 19, 2007

Let's Do Some Trash Talking


Wow! That got your attention, didn't it?! Yep, I'm talking about trash today. Here's something different (not strange or even the teeniest-tiniest bit annoying--just different . . . ARGHHH!!) about life in Taiwan.

In American cities, trash day comes once a week. On that special day, you (or your BFF:) roll out your garbage can to the curb along with your recyling bins (if your city has a recycling program), and you're good to go. When you return back home, you wheel your empty can and bins back to the garage and you begin to load it up for the next week's pick-up. Okay--so that sequence of events is no mystery to most of you blog readers; however, if you click on the video below this post, you can check out the process in Taipei.

In my neighborhood, there are actually 3 different trucks that come on most nights at exactly 8:40pm, and there is a very complicated trash schedule. Everyone is out on the street corner for the evening "Trash Gathering," and soon you are rewarded with the sound of a friendly ice cream truck--no, wait! It's the garbage truck!!!!! Seriously, I will never forget the "Garbage Sonata" for as long as I live:)

Anyway, you even must purchase special garbage bags with a tax stamp on them for garbage that is not recyclable. It seems a little overwhelming; however, it is a Taipei law that you MUST recycle. As my friend Sandra says, "Trash in Taipei rules your life sometimes."

Here's the TRASH SCHEDULE:

Daily (except Wed. and Sun.)
1. General Household Trash: This consists of anything you can't recycle or you are not sure where to put it. You have to use the special garbage bags for this.

2. Kitchen Waste: This is basically what you can feed to pigs. You have to empty your scraps container into barrels on the back of the garbage truck.

Mondays & Fridays
1. Paper/Cardboard
2. Clean Plastic Bags
3. Old Clothes

Tuesdays, Thursdays, & Saturdays
1. Plastic Bottles, Glass, & Cans
2. Thin Plastic
3. Glass (like broken stuff)
4. Styrofoam
5. Other Junk: batteries, small appliances, etc.

Keep in mind that if you aren't on the street corner with your bags of refuse at 8:40pm, you miss the trash for that night. There is a chance to catch another pickup in a nearby neighborhood, but you'll have to be out at 10:20pm for that one!

Ah, life in the big city:) Oscar the Grouch would LOVE this place!

Taking out the Garbage in Taiwan

Tuesday, September 18, 2007

Typhoon Day Part II


Hi all--just an update on the typhoon front:
Well, Typhoon Wipha has grown into a Super Typhoon, so things are looking pretty good for some strong winds and rain. The weather tracker has the typhoon over the island around 9pm. What comes before are the arms of strong wind and rain. However, spirits are not dampened on Li Shui Rd. Some fellow teachers and I just enjoyed a breakfast of pancakes at Ali's apartment, and now I'm going to settle down and watch "Anne of Green Gables" with Rebecca:) Later, if it still seems safe, several of us single, adventurous folk are going to head out on the town--maybe to the 101 building--for window shopping and a movie.

Still smiling:)