Saturday, December 17, 2011

The Ocean at Night: Two Crazy Stories

These are two true events that happened these past few months:

Two men from Kiribati, Uein Buranibwe and Temaei Tontaake, set out to get gasoline from a neighboring island. They had a GPS but the battery ran down and they got lost in the dark. Their engine stopped working and they started drifting.

And drifting.

For 33 days they drifted, eating tuna that they caught with hand lines and resorting to drinking some sea water since it didn't rain much. Sometimes they would go for three or four days before seeing another school of fish. Then they saw an island and tried to maneuver the boat into a current that would take them to it, but they were too weak. The island disappeared as night came. They paddled and paddled until they passed out.

Fortunately, the waves bashed against the boat until it came to the shallower waters of the reef, and they were able to get up on the land, though they couldn't walk very well. One of the men had enough energy and sense to climb a tree and get coconuts to drink. After that they started looking for people. Turns out they had drifted 350 miles to Namdrik Atoll. That is a LONG ways!

Even crazier, they had trouble communicating with the Marshallese (since the Kiribati speak Gilbertese) until they found someone who DID speak their language . . . and she happened to be the daughter of Tontaake's uncle, who had been lost at sea 50 years earlier and had drifted to the same island. The uncle had stayed and married one of the locals.


Buranibwe and Tontaake had to wait for the next boat in order to return to Marakei, because Air Marshall Islands is down. (As in, its one plane needs maintenance and we don't know when it will be working, so boats are the only way to get to the outer islands.) See here for the newspaper article on this story in the Marshall Islands Journal (December 16, 2011).

Morals of the story: 1) read Life of Pi and take notes, and 2) don't go sailing on the ocean at night unless you have emergency equipment AND backup emergency equipment.

Second story:

Last month a man was fishing with some friends on the ocean side of Majuro, near Rita somewhere (Rita's about 15 minutes from our place). They snorkel around, spear the fish, and string the fish to themselves as they go. It was getting dark, so his friends went in, but this man stayed a little longer. Suddenly a shark bit his leg off. Instead of swimming for shore, where he would not be able to see where the shark was coming from, he waited (in salt water!) for the shark to attack again, and he put his spear through it, THEN he swam all the way back to shore.

Geez.

Morals of the story: 1) face your fears head-on, and 2) don't go swimming in the ocean at night!

(Picture I took at twilight off the pier by the bridge)

Wednesday, December 14, 2011

Yes, We Have a REAL Christmas Tree in the Marshall Islands


How? The Co-op school here does a fundraiser and for $70 you can get a real evergreen tree. I did it to save the children (and not the trees). This is our first real Christmas tree since we've been married, and I find it strange that this happened in the Marshall Islands. Best part: since we're going parent-ward for Christmas, I split the cost of this unusually luscious and superb-smelling tree with my neighbor, so we get the full pre-Christmas cheer for half the cost.

Of course, you'll notice that we don't have very many ornaments, since we've always had a two-foot plastic tree. You'll also notice that there's nothing within Max's range. Such is life.

By the way, I don't know what other people do, but we feed our tree half water, half Sprite. I think it likes it. I do too. Merry Christmas to aolep!

Sunday, December 11, 2011

The Box: System of Review and Memorization Tool

This is going to be a strange post, I warn you. You'll either like this tool or think it's obsessive. I happen to like it and have benefited enormously from it.

On my mission there was a humble old senior missionary, Elder Watrous, who had a system for memorizing scriptures. It consisted of reviewing a scripture 21 times within a 4-month period. I adapted it to be a little more flexible in case I happened to miss a day (as I did yesterday because of food poisoning). This system can also be adapted to learning a new language; vocabulary and idioms can be put on these cards as well. (I am starting up a Marshallese Box, so I'll let you know how it goes. My Marshallese tutor got dengue and now is busy at work, so I need to do something.)

I followed The Box for most of my mission, forgot about it upon my return (I'm not blaming Andrew, but . . . ), and I just picked it up again in the last few weeks. It is very refreshing and brings back some powerful memories. Some of the scriptures were in Spanish and I remember those words particularly well ("Examinadlo todo. Retened lo bueno"—1 Tes. 5:21).


So, if you dare, this is how The Box works:


Create the following tabs in The Box:
  • No dividers needed for Stage 1 (reviewing a card every day)
  • Dividers marked 1, 2, and 3 for Stage 2 (reviewing a card every third day)
  • Dividers labeled 1–7 for Stage 3 (reviewing a card every week)
  • Dividers labeled 1–14 for Stage 4 (reviewing a card every two weeks)
  • Dividers labeled January-December for Stage 5 (reviewing a card once a year)
I probably could have used different colors to delineate the categories a little better, but oh well.

Get a little ring and a hole puncher, and this is how it goes:

Preparation. Write down a scripture or vocabulary words on a 3x5 card—one new card a day. Sometimes I like to make a bunch of them in advance and put them in the front of The Box. Punch a hole in the corner of the card and put it on a key ring (the kind that opens and closes easily—I don't know its technical name).

Stage 1. Every day add a new card to memorize to the ring. Keep that card on the ring for 5 days—look at it or read it out loud for 5 days in a row. I try hard to memorize that particular scripture completely the first day, but you'll be looking at it for 5 days, so there's no pressure. Draw a line on the left side and make a tick mark on it, one for each of the five days. Once you have five tick marks up the side (see picture below), then move the card into one of the Stage 2 dividers—marked 1, 2, or 3 . . . it doesn't really matter which one. I usually put the card in with the cards I'm putting back into that Stage, so I won't see it until I've gone through the rest of the dividers in that Stage and start over again.

Stage 2. The second stage is to look at that card once every 3 days for 24 days, eventually making 8 little tick marks on a separate line at the bottom (see picture again). Once that is done then put that particular card in one of the Stage 3 tabs (marked 1–7).

Stage 3. The third stage is to look at the card once every 7 days. After one month (= 4 tick marks on another line at the bottom), it goes, as you might suppose, in the 1–14 set of dividers for Stage 4.

Stage 4. The fourth stage is to look at that card once every 14 days. After two months (= 4 tick marks again), the card is filed away into one of the monthly categories, January to December.

Stage 5. The Stage 5 cards you only need to look at once a year—at the beginning of the month you review whatever cards are filed under that month, and then you're done until the next year with those cards. By this time whatever was on those cards should be locked in your heart. Elder Watrous had multiple boxes filled with cards that he had memorized. And he had a heart of gold. Correlation does not equal causation, but I believe that listening to holy words can make us better human beings.

Some pictures to help:

Make a little tick mark every day for 5 days on the side (end of Stage 1), then make a tick mark on a longer line every 3 days until you have 8 tick marks (end of Stage 2). (This scripture helps me be more genuine, a valuable trait in the Foreign Service, I think.)

Eventually you'll have 5 tick marks (Stage 1), then 8 marks (Stage 2), then 4 (Stage 3), then another 4 (Stage 4), then a long line up the other side (Stage 5).

So every day during breakfast you can take the cards off the ring, file them (except the every-day Stage 1 cards) where they used to go (or move them to the next stage), and take out the new cards for the day from Stage 2, Stage 3, and Stage 4, making all the new tick marks in the appropriate spot. 

For example, one morning I would put cards back in #1 (of the Stage 2 dividers), #1 (of the Stage 3 dividers) and #1 (of the Stage 4 dividers), and get out the cards in #2, #2, and #2. The next day I'd put those back where they were and get out #3, #3, #3. The next day I'd put those back and get #1, #4, #4 (starting over again with the Stage 2 dividers). This is quite difficult to describe, and I don't think I quite do it justice, but again, it's just a tool for memorizing and reviewing. It takes some thought to set up and start, but after that it's quite easy.

Why memorize scriptures? My friend Mary, in the epic Facebook debate TV vs. Reading, brought up a good point while arguing that all forms of communication have merit: the medium of memorized oral communication has largely been supplanted by newer media in our society—why memorize something if I can find it in a book or online in a few seconds? Why memorize a story if I can watch a movie about it? 

But discarding this form of communication is perhaps unwise. There is something to be said for strengthening neural networks through memorization—it's like calisthenics for the brain. Who knows, maybe it prevents memory loss when we're older. Besides that, I've found that memorizing scriptures that I like gives me a boost when I find myself getting sad, frustrated, despondent, or lazy. I'll be interested to see how it helps me with my Marshallese, too. A good experiment.

There you have it: The Box.

Saturday, December 10, 2011

Fight the Bribe

We met Astrid while Andrew was attending grad school at the Johns Hopkins (SAIS) sister campus in Bologna. It was so fun being there! I took a couple of Italian courses with the students and got to know some of them pretty well. They are some of the neatest people I have ever met. Astrid is now working in South Sudan, and she wrote about her recent experience with an immigration official. I loved it.

http://astridrnhaas.wordpress.com/2011/12/08/how-honey-helped-me-through-immigration/

Go Astrid!

Tuesday, December 6, 2011

Merry Christmas? Huh?

It's EXTREMELY weird to go to the grocery store (passing crabs, coconut trees, and vibrant flowers on the way) and see Christmas decorations up and hear Christmas music on. It's a little trippy. In fact, going to the store is pretty much the only reminder I have that it's the holiday season. It feels exactly the same as it did when we arrived in April, with no real difference throughout the rest of the summer and fall. My good friend in Minnesota had to send us some pretty leaves to help us remember that there was such a thing as fall. Andrew has just come back from an epic trip to Germany for small-post consular training, and he said that he could smell cold when he got off the airplane. I will be interested to see what that's like when we hit Utah.

Because I don't really believe in mailing out Christmas cards (save the trees and skip the stress and the cost!), unless they're accompanied by a more substantive present, here it is!


There you go. I met a very nice guy from Hawaii a few days ago and he couldn't believe that I enjoyed living here. Well, I do, dengue notwithstanding (we're still pouring on the bug spray before we venture anywhere outside, even on the deck—the epidemic has died down, but it's still an issue). We are quite unplugged from the rest of the world—for the last four days our internet was down, and the phone wasn't working consistently either. Since I couldn't Skype with Andrew while he was ALMOST EXACTLY ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE WORLD, I took my old, broken iPod and stood out on the beach to try to catch a wireless signal from neighboring houses. So Andrew and I sent emails for the last few days he was gone (it's the longest we've ever been apart in our 4 years of marriage, and I survived, but barely. I need Andrew like an intense bicycle-riding fish needs a bicycle—that is, I need him). Once a hermit crab climbed onto my toe while I was trying to type with those tiny keyboard buttons (and trying not to drop the already-broken iPod in the sand), and another time I almost did drop the iPod while trying to type and hold an umbrella against the wind (it's still the rainy season).

Anyway, I don't mind being a little unplugged. It helps one think. Step back. Pause. Observe. Analyze. Correct. Start afresh. Think about why I celebrate Christmas and how much I love my family.

Therefore, I wish you all a Consciously Merry Christmas/Sentiently Happy Holiday Season.

"Good": Michael Jackson Parody by Divine Comedy

For those of you who don't know, Divine Comedy is a BYU comedy group whose shows I frequented quite often; my roommate Mary joined them later on in college and I had an even better reason to go. This is their latest. Mallory did the singing, but I thought Matt did a good job lip synching. It's just fun. And funny. And BYU-ey.

I appreciate people who have the talent to make others laugh—it is a real talent. My English teacher once told us that there is high comedy and low comedy (low comedy being cheap shots, slapstick humor, sarcasm, and some types of body humor; high being satire, clever dialogue, stuff that makes you think, recognize your flaws, and be persuaded to be better). Whatever your definition or tastes in comedy, I hope you enjoy this one.

Thursday, December 1, 2011

Out of Chaos, Some Form of Order

I was surprised and pleased to walk into the living room to find these numbers neatly arranged on the floor. I didn't touch them at all! Maxwell can say the numbers 1–12, 18, 20, and 80 (??). Max's favorite number right now is 5 (although sometimes it's 20) and he carries the number around and repeats it and puts up five fingers. It's a little obsessive, but hey, I'm not going to stop him!


A little later I walked into Maxwell's room and saw the words he had put together. I had showed him how to do it about a week ago (putting "cat," "hi," "read," and the likes together and sounding them out) and he's been making words ever since. They are mostly amazingly long consonant strings ("CKHQSDP"), but these were a little more balanced:

He finally can say at least something similar to "J" (he calls me "amie" or "Gay," but never "Gamie" yet—it's been fun to see the development). He still says "Duh" for "W." Here is Max doing the whole alphabet:

And here is a video I took just a few days ago. About a month ago Max suddenly said "Andrew" on his own—he's always said "Papi" (and so have I, when I'm talking to Max about Andrew). I guess he's just heard me talking to Andrew before. We think it's really cute.

Some random pictures:

Maxwell chewin' on a cob from Laura Farm—so good! What a treat to have it fresh instead of freeze-dried, frozen, or from the can!

Ready to come for a visit to the States! Hooray for R&R!