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shamlessly exploiting my students

Ok, I know this is probably unethical, but I won’t use any names and I’m almost sure none of my former students will ever see this.

A few months ago I gave my students the following writing exam, based on one of the lessons in our textbook:

1.) Write a letter in response to the following letter received by Annie.  Give your advice.

Desperate in Love
Dear Annie,
I am a 17 year old student and I am in love with my teacher.  She is a 34 year old woman from Australia.  She has been my teacher for 1 year already, and I have loved her since the first day I saw her. Everytime I go to school I see her and I feel nervous.  I am afraid to tell her how I feel.  I don’t know if she loves me because I am not a very handsome man and I am very shy.  She is single and she always smiles at me and is very kind to me. I am afraid if I tell her how I feel she will ask me to leave her class, or maybe if she loves me she might get fired from her job.  Please help me and tell me what to do!
Warm regards,
Lonely Pubao

and the responses I received were beyond brillant.  My favorite, written by a 13 year old boy:

I'll tell you about love...

I'll tell you about love...

lovemebutiamteacher

I scanned these from a document I received from “Tamarind Restaurant” – where I took a Lao cooking class last August!

Koy: Minced Meat and·Herb Salad (Usually called Laap or Laab)
Served as laap in many Luang Prabang restaurants, kay is actually very different from laap Luang
Prabang style. As with most Lao dishes any meat can be used. Vegetarians might like to substitute tofu, eggplant or mushrooms. Local families have their own variations on this recipe, often made with raw meats, most commonly buffalo or fish.
Ingredients:
1 clove garlic, chopped
150g buffalo or beef, minced, ground or finely chopped
2-3 small spring onions, chopped
1 tablespoon chopped coriander
1/2 stalk lemongrass, finely chopped 1 cup chopped mint (see glossary)
I tsp salt (to taste)
1 tablespoon roasted sticky rice powder (see glossary)
1 tablespoon lime juice
2 1/2 teaspoons fish sauce” 1-2 chillies (to taste)
1 small handful fmely sliced banana flower fsee glossary)
2 snake beans (see glossary)
1/2 cup pak hom baen leaves (see glossary)
1 tablespoon of fresh galangal chopped fmely (see glossary)
Method:
• In a wok or pan, heat oil and gently saute half the garlic. Add meat, continue until lightly cooked.     .
• Remove pan from heat, add remaining ingredients to combine, including remaining garlic.
• Arrange on a serving platter, garnish with greens and serve with sticky rice .

The cooking class was excellent – the best in Laos according to many people!  If you are Luang Prabang, I highly reccomend it.

The other pages aren’t coming out so well with the OCR… when I have time I will post more!

More from Coco’s Lao Kitchen!

Sticky Rice is an essential component of the Lao diet.  It’s actually a different variety or rice and must be cooked in a different way than regular rice.  Usually in a Lao home there will be a large basket full of sticky rice at any moment.  The rice will be put to soak the night before, and then in the morning somebody (usually the wife.. or one of the daughters) will steam it.  Lao people are convinced sticky rice tastes better if steamed over a charcoal fire.  After the rice has been steamed and cooled a little, it is then put into the basket, or baskets.  Most Lao people take a basket of rice like this with them for lunch when they leave the house in the morning, whether they are going to the rice paddy or to take care of the buffalo, or to the office.  The rice stays fresh in the basket all day, and if there is some left over, you can re-steam it for a few minutes the following morning to freshen it up.

Lao people have a lot of sayings about sticky rice.  They say it makes you stick to the ground, that’s why Lao people are short.  They also say it makes you fat, and so you shouldn’t eat it at night.  Sticky rice is really filling, and keeps you feeling full all day.  I’m not sure where it is on the glycemic index, but I think it might be high.

Anyway, here is my recipe for sticky rice.

Firstly, you have to be sure to buy “Glutinous Rice”.  This will usually be imported from Thailand if bought outside of Asia.  Look for the keywords “Sticky Rice”, “Glutinous Rice”, or “Sweet Rice” on the bag.  The rice grains are generally more opaque than ordinary rice and can be short or long.

Soak the rice in water at least 3 hours.

sticky rice soaking

sticky rice soaking

You will need a tall pot to steam the rice.  In Thailand and Laos there are special narow-necked pots that are used to steam the rice, but if you can’t find one, any tall pot will do.

cooking sticky rice

cooking sticky rice

The essential component of making sticky rice successfully is that you have some kind of steaming basket (either wooden or metal, don’t use a plastic colander!) that is suspended OVER, not in, boiling water.  Also, there should be some kind of seal around the basket, so that when the water boils, instead of escaping through a hole, most of it should be directed under and into the basket of rice.  The rice/basket CANNOT be touching the water!  Your rice will turn out like gooey slop.

Bring water to a boil in a pot, and steam the rice for about 15 or 20 minutes, covered.  You can occasionally (2 or 3 times during the cooking process) shake the rice around to ensure even cooking.  Cover it with a pot’s lid or another basket.

steaming the rice

steaming the rice

After 15 minutes, taste some to see if it’s fully cooked.  Be careful of over cooking, the rice will become gooey.

When it’s done, put it in a basket as shown, or another almost-air tight container.  It can be kept unrefrigerated for about 24 hours.  Steam it for a few moments to refreshen it if you want to eat leftovers and enjoy your delicious khao niao!

sticky rice basket

sticky rice basket

And don’t forget – AT WITH YOUR HANDS!

i love america

I am back in Cary, IL for the time being.  It’s been a really busy past few weeks, getting everything sorted to come back here, being offered a job in Liberia, Sean’s motorcycle accident, etc etc.  I didn’t even check my e-mail for an entire week!

Anyway, things have calmed down a bit now.  I arrived back home on Saturday, June 20th, and have been slowing trying to re-aclimatize myself to America.  It all still feels quite surreal and strange.  I am supposed to send my passport into Washington DC to get a new diplomatic one ASAP so I have decided to make a quick trip to Montreal before I do that… I’m leaving tomorrow and will be back in Illinois around July 2nd.

During this time I have quite a bit of preparation to do to get ready for my assignment in Liberia.  I have been invited to serve as a Peace Corps Response Volunteer doing library training and creating outreach activities for a library in Liberia, as part of it’s post-conflict reconstruction program.  The aim of this project is to provide additional education opportunities for people who had limited access to education during the civil war which lasted for 20 years and only ended in 2006.

It’s really exciting and an amazing opportunity to do some awesome things!!

In the meantime I have a million kinds of paperwork to take care of and other random bits and bobs to sort out in addition to trying to apply for my PhD.

As I mentioned previously, a close friend of mine was involved in a motorcycle accident.  He wasn’t wearing a helmet and suffered a subdural hematoma.  Thanks to Dr. Mark of th Australian Embassy in Vientiane, we were able to go by ambulance at 4 in the morning to Aek Udon Hospital in Udon Thani, Thailand.  It was a really overwhelming and intense experience and I’m still dealing with the effects of the accident.  He suffered a severe brain injury and may never fully recover.  It may affect his speech, behaviour, and memory.  We won’t know for some time the long-term affects of the injury.

I went to visit him in the hospital right before I left Laos and I took some pictures.  He was in a good mood and was really happy to see me, but has trouble speaking and communicating.  For the time being he’s only really repeating one phrase in Lao over an dover and can’t communicate otherwise…

sean and i in aek udon hospital

sean and i in aek udon hospital

Leaving Laos was a very hard thing to do!  I made so many wonderful friends and met so many lovely people, I miss it already.   I know that I will go back one day.

That’s all I can write for now, I have to go to the Cary Police Department to get fingerprinted to send to Washington DC, and then the bank, and a few other errands along the way….

More pictures from my final days in Laos:

http://picasaweb.google.com/baberahamlincln/LeavingLaos

These include pictures from 2 Basi ceremonies, which I will write more about later!!

in the airport with mrs. bounsalong

in the airport with mrs. bounsalong

basi in my home

basi in my home

current events

A close friend of mine was involved in a serious motorbike accident and was taken by ambulance to Udon Thani for medical treatment late Friday night.  I went with him and have been going back and forth between Vientiane and Udon for the past few days so I haven’t had much free time.

Last Thursday I realized I would have a 4 day weekend, so I decided to take a trip and see some other parts of Laos besides Vientiane.

On Saturay after I ifnished teaching, I took a bus to the Southern Bus Station, and then got on another bus going to Thakeak, about 6 hours south of Vientiane, on the Mekong river.  I arrived around 10 pm, and took a tuk-tuk to the guest house where I had made a reservation.  I hadn’t eaten dinner, so I went in search of some noodle soup.  It was about 11 pm, but the entire city was completely silent.  I saw some guys sitting around a table at a beershop and I said “Do you have food?”, and they said “Eat beer!” and tried to offer me a glass.  I said thanks and kept walking.  I came across a group of girls sitting on front of a house.   “Where can you get food around here?” I asked in Lao.  They discussed between themselves.  “Ok, I’ll show you.” one said, and then got on her motorbike.  I said “Somewhere within walking distance?”.  Again they consulted between themselves.  “No.  Come on, let’s go!” she said.  I said “Ok.” and goton the bike.  She drove me about 15 minutes away to the only shop in town still serving food.  I got a bowl of noodle soup and we had a halting conversation in my shitty Lao.  I discovered that she was 20 years old, and studying in the environmental science department at Dong Dok, and was home on holiday.  I tried to offer to buy her some soup but she said she had eaten already.  After I finished the soup she took me back to my guest house and I tried to give her some money for driving me but she wouldn’t accept it.  It was a very lovely evening.

I woke up really early in the morning and some very tan guy in the bed next to me was doing pilates and I was so totally bewildered and confused about where I was for a few moments I had no idea what was happening.  Then I fell back asleep and when I woke up again, everyone was gone except me, even though it was only 8 am.  I went for a walk into town, and tried to stop at the tourist information centre to book a 2-day trek into the Phu Hin Boun National Protected Area, but after walking 20 minutes, I arrived at the centre to find it closed.  Not wanted to spend anoher day in not very interesting Thakeak, I decided to get back on a bus, go north about 1 hour to Vieng Kham, get off the bus, take another bus to Ban Na Hin, another hour west of Vieng Kham, and then the following day, go to Tham Kong Lo.  I had heard a lot about Tham Kong Lo from other people who has been there.  I also knew that a 2-day trek would cost me about $100, so I ended up saving myself some money and getting to meet a lot of interesting people along the way, including randomly running into a guy I know from Vientiane on the bus to Vieng Kham.

Ban Na Hin is stunningly beautiful, completely quiet and peaceful, and full of lovely, friendly people.

lovely ban na hin, surrounded by mountains

lovely ban na hin, surrounded by mountains

The next morning I went to the market to catch a bus to Kong Lor Cave, a 8 km underground river that goes through a mountain.  The bus was supposed to leave at 8, but didn’t go anywhere until 10.  I arrived at the boat dock around 11:30 am, and for about $12, hired a boat for 3 people to take us into the cave and then back to the bus.

It was unbelievable.

It was like something straight out of Harry Potter and I expected some evil zombies to come up out of the river at any moment, but some how I made it through and then back out alive.

Here’s a website about the cave:

http://www.travelfish.org/location/laos/southern_laos/khammuan/konglor_cave

the mouth of kong lor cave

the mouth of kong lor cave

librarians being silly

We went to eat Pho today for lunch, and then on the way back the ladies wanted to stop and buy some fruit.  When we got back to the office they took the lychees and bananas they had bought and arranged them as so:

CIMG2349

Then they asked me “Do you know what it is?”

“I think so…”

“Have you ever seen one before?”

I said “That’s a secret!”.

my tweet?

Despite what my CV may say, I’m not really that familiar with Twitter, or many of these other “Web 2.0″ technologies. Considering I live in Laos and we barely even have an internet connection at the University, it’s surprising I even know what it is.  My director certainly doesn’t.  Yesterday when helping him complete an eIFL.net survey, he asked me to define RSS, Blog, Wiki, Twitter, Second Life, and Social Networking.  However I do try to at least be hip with the lingo, so I know about tweets and podcasts.  So here is my tweet:

Even after one year in Laos I still manage to encounter culinary surprises.  Yesterday I was served embryonic chicken eggs at lunch.

Ok that’s the end of my tweet.  Backing to being overly verbose.  Speaking eIFL.net, the “Electronic Information For Libraries Network” is pretty amazing and I really like the work they are doing.  This includes subsidizing e-resources for libraires in developing countries, such as Laos, and many countries in Africa and Asia.  eIFL.net has just negotiated a deal with JSTOR where all the members of LALIC (the 12 libraries mentioned in previous postings…) will get TOTALLY FREE access to all of JSTOR’s holdings, current and archived content, for the next 2 years.  They are also waiving all of the initial membership fees and whatnot, which probably value over $20,000 total.  eIFL.net has also negotiated a reduced subscription rate if we want to continue membership after 2011, for ridiculously low access rates.   They coordinate access to many other e-resources and have helped the University Central Library be able to provide AGORA, BioOne, EBSCO, Cambrige University Press, and Oxford Online resources for mostly free !!!  Unfortunately our use of e-resources is still ridiculously low, owing to a number of factors me and my colleagues are exploring in our research project “The Electronic Information Seekhing Behaviour of NUOL Students and Academic Staff”.  I hypothesize that the main issues are language barriers (few people can read and write a foreign language fluently enough to use these academic resources) and a really unreliable and slow internet connection (for example, almost non-existant at the University).  Anyway, I love what eIFL.net is doing! Now if only they would hire me…

sokdee boun bang fie!

Happy Rocket Festival!

So, this is my basic understanding of the Lao Rocket Festival.

At the end of the dry season (May), Lao people build rockets from PVC pipe and bamboo and laundry detegrent and god-knows-what-else to shoots into the sky in order to, essentially, piss off the skies and make them send down rain.

Here are some pictures.

men holding some rockets they have built

men holding some rockets they have built

here you can see the trajectory of a rocket by it's smoky trail

here you can see the trajectory of a rocket by it's smoky trail

a banana and some oranges

a banana and some oranges

This also has something to do with fertility and the whole relationship between the rockets penetrating the skies, the rain penetrating the earth, rain making the rice grow, etc etc.  So there’s a lot of cross dressing and strange phallic symbols happening at the same time.

This Sunday me, my friends Valerie, Tracy, Sack, Luck, Sai, and Kham drove in Valerie’s car to Luck’s brother-in-law Nat’s village, about 2 hours south of Vientiane, where they were having a big rocket festival.  Everyone got drunk on Lao Khao (rice whiskey) and the entire village was celebrating.  They had set up a huge stage and a festival-area around the temple in the centre of the village, and we all danced Lao Lamvong together.  Luck and Sai, along with the village naibon (chief) polished off a litre of the stuff, specially distilled by Nat’s father himself.  When Luck get’s drunk he likes to repeat a phrase he learned somewhere that goes  “You don’t smoke the cigarette, the cigarette smokes you!”; or “You don’t drink it.  It drinks you!” and gestures to the Beerlao.  He also likes to exclaim “What’s up man!” at various intervals and things that sound like this “I know you don’t know but I know, and you know I don’t know but, it’s ok, I know.” .  At this point I usually start repeating my favorite Lao phrase: kee mao (alcoholic).

the rocket launch pad

the rocket launch pad

crickets, beetles, ants, take your pick.

crickets, beetles, ants, take your pick.

Sack and Luck, sitting in a tree...

Sack and Luck, sitting in a tree...

the launch pad at sunset

the launch pad at sunset

see above.

see above.

Another spectacular Lao sunset..

sunsetrocketsValerie let me drive her car back to Vientiane on the way home… terrifying but exciting, and I’m pretty sure totally illegal since I don’t have an international driver’s license… but who cares ?!  It’s been nearly a year since I have driven a car, and the last time I drove one it was the long-haul straight from Montreal to Chicago with a stop in Ann Arbor.  I’m always trying to convince my director to let me drive his car but for some reason he never lets me.  Maybe it’s because I don’t know how to drive a motorcycle they all think I must be completely useless with motorized vehichles.

I’ve been spending a lot of time in the kitchen lately!

Lunch at Mr. Somephone's House, A Traditional Lao Meal

Lunch at Mr. Somephone's House, A Traditional Lao Meal


here i am slicing beef for "lao steak"

here i am slicing beef for "lao steak"

Here’s some Lao Recipes:

Coco’s Lao Kitchen
Fish Laap

1 lb finely chopped pieces of boiled fish (I like tilapia) – let it cool before you try to make laap.
1 stalk of lemon grass, finely sliced
1 bunch of green onions, finely sliced
1 clove garlic, crushed

Combine in a large bowl.

special thanks to mrs. amasavath and the other lady from the cataloguing department

special thanks to mrs. ampasavath and the other lady from the cataloguing department

2 tsp salt
Juice of 1 lime
1 tsp padec (Lao fermented fish paste… or substitute with 2 tbs Thai fish sauce)

essential for lao cooking

essential for lao cooking

Chili! Up to you… I usually use
2 Red Thai Chilies, finely sliced
You can also add extra, “chili hang (strong!)” if you want.

the strong stuff

the strong stuff

1/2 cup Sweet Thai Basil, fresh, whole leaves or coarsely chopped
1/2 cup cilantro/corriander, fresh, whole leaves or coarsely chopped

1 cup fresh mint leaves, whole or coarsely chopped.

fish laap

fish laap

Sticky rice powder!  2 tbs

stickyricepowder
How to make sticky rice powder:
On medium heat, grill uncooked sticky rice grains until brown in a dry (no oil, water, etc.) pan.  Let it cool.  Pulverize in food processor.

Laap should be eaten right away, and served at room temperature.  Don’t let it sit around too long or it will be “bor sep”.  Enjoy your meal with sticky rice… sep lai!

Fish Laap is definitely my favorite traditional dish from Laos… though I love papaya salad also, but it’s kind of been stolen by Thailand.  You can substitute tofu or beef or chicken or anything you like for the fish.

Oh, and I went bowling with my students too.

bowling

bowling

I scored a 101, not bad considering I hadn’t picked up a bowling ball in over 2 years.  That was almost the highest score, beat only by Dao, on my right, who scored a 110.  Most of the rest of the class were around 50 pt area… but we had fun and that’s the point!  I taught them key English vocabulary including “strike”, “spare”, and “turkey”.

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