Okay, so I
have just finished my first teaching week here in Sárospatak, Hungary. I have
to say that it went pretty well, was introducing myself to the classes and
getting a grasp on how to structure the lessons. The first day of course I was
very nervous, but I tried not to let that show, as if I walked in confident,
then the rest would follow.
I told some
funny stories and also came up with some interesting topics which would keep
the students engaged and active, hopefully in the weeks and months to come I
will encourage them to either learn English whether it is the absolute basics
to a more advanced level, which will prepare them for language exams. They
happen towards the end of the term.
Last Sunday
was the opening ceremony of the school year. I knew it was going to be a formal
event, however by the time Sunday afternoon came around I had been canoeing and
I was slightly hot and tired. So the last thing I wanted to do was make myself
look glamorous. So I threw on a pair of dark jeans and a jewelled top, with a
white tank top on underneath. I slipped on a pair of white lace pumps. I left
my flat and walked through the park, when I saw students come out of the
dormitories wearing academic dress, the boys wearing suits and the girls
wearing smart tops and skirts. I then regretted not wearing something smarter,
however what I had on was smart enough.
I met up
with my friend and her brother was translating for me throughout the ceremony.
His translating skills were excellent. Before the ceremony started, I was asked
if I wanted to sing in the choir and I said okay. It was weird being asked to
do something last minute, however I was happy to do it. It was great to stand
with the choir and sing. During the ceremony, new teachers had to go up and
take an oath. I was told to go and stand next to the other teachers, but my
translator was not able to come up with me. So for about five minutes I was
standing having no clue what was being said or what I had to say! Later I was
told what the oath was in English, but I had agreed to it anyway. It was a
strange moment, but I laughed a whole lot about it later!
The ceremony
was really lovely and towards the end, the Hungarian national anthem was sung,
which, in my opinion, is the most beautiful national anthem I’ve ever heard. I
looked at the lyrics and the translation on the Internet and it sums up
Hungary’s history, which was one of harsh conflict and strife. It also is a
prayer to God, who brought the Hungarians through the toughest of times.
I think I
have settled in comfortably now and I have only been here for over two weeks! I
look forward to seeing what is in store for the ten months that I’m here.
Until next
time,
Rachel xx
‘Himnusz’ the Hungarian national anthem
has eight verses, but I will just post the first and last verse (the original
language and the English translation):
Isten, áldd meg a magyart
Jó kedvvel, bőséggel,
Nyújts feléje védő kart,
Ha küzd ellenséggel;
Bal sors akit régen tép,
Hozz rá víg esztendőt,
Megbűnhődte már e nép
A múltat s jövendőt!
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O God, bless the nation of Hungary
With your grace and bounty
Extend over it your guarding arm
During strife with its enemies
Long torn by ill fate
Bring upon it a time of relief
This nation has suffered for all sins
Of the past and of the future!
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Szánd meg Isten a magyart
Kit vészek hányának,
Nyújts feléje védő kart
Tengerén kínjának.
Bal sors akit régen tép,
Hozz rá víg esztendőt,
Megbűnhődte már e nép
A múltat s jövendőt!
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Pity, O Lord, the Hungarians
Who are tossed by waves of danger
Extend over it your guarding arm
On the sea of its misery
Long torn by ill fate
Bring upon it a time of relief
They who have suffered for all sins
Of the past and of the future!
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