I am so thankful that my brother/lots of people gave me the idea to write this blog during my time here in Amman. It is helping me remember the little things of each day and while I cannot document everything that happens during my time here, I hope that by sharing them with you, I am doing some sort of good thing :o) Just let me think that, ok?
Today was a great day as far as work goes. We finally got to meet with the social workers and psychologists at the center and present to them "What is Music Therapy?" Such a beneficial thing to do, to provide them with a basic knowledge of what it is that I am doing there with my clients. They listened intently and had lots of good questions at the end of the presentation and they also participated in a drum circle activity! woohoo! The other cool part of the presentation was that I was giving it in English and Nora was translating at the same time, she has such a hard job and does it so well. Very interesting to present that way, it forced me to be extremely aware of my speed of speech as well as my phrasing and choice of words. Then, after the presentation, I had 7 of my clients for sessions and they were awesome, songwriting, performing, improvising, we were all over the place and having a blast together. Some of the depth that these kids can get into is amazing and always provides me with hope for them and for me.
Another little thing of the day was my taxi ride to Carrefour this evening. I got home from work around 6:30 and Aimee and I decided we should make a trip to Carrefour for some things we need around the new apartment (coffeemaker, candles, etc.) Before leaving, we stopped downstairs where some of the other people from the symphony live, only to find Thomas, the bassoon player from Poland. He's staying there briefly while he looks for another place to live. Anyway, he decided to tag along on the trip so we set out to find a taxi. Got in one and began our journey. Thomas is quite a talker and loves to get to know people so he was already trying to talk to the taxi driver who didn't speak much English and Thomas has a heavy Polish accent. The conversation then took an interesting turn.....the driver stated he was from Iraq, pulled out his Iraqi national flag and was quite proud....then stated that he was in Amman because he had to leave Iraq. His wife/or girlfriend was killed by a bomb. That was just awful to hear....and even more awful because I know that there is a huge struggle as to America's place in the war etc. etc. I'm not going to get into a political debate but it is a constant reminder here that these people are real people too, with families and passions, and life to live. After arriving at the store and finishing our shopping, Thomas/Aimee/and I stopped at the food court for dinner and during the dinner, Thomas began talking about some in depth topics dealing with hate, love, peace, war. The bottom line that we all came up with is that there will always be both love and hate but we have to keep on loving, hoping that things will get better because love will conquer the hate in the end. I'm sounding a bit free-love crazy but it's quite coincidental how many times the idea of love keeps coming up in this foreign land.
To top the evening off, I came back to the apartment and we had a girls night with a few ladies from the conservatory. Such a blast to eat ice cream and popcorn, paint our nails, girl talk, watch movies, and of course.......we had ring pops! It was a little slice of normal, something that I don't feel that often here.
Alrighty, I better get to bed, going to a cool second-hand market with Julie tomorrow morning at 7:40 am! Then soccer tomorrow afternoon. Talk to you soon, miss you all so much. xoxo