Learning Mongolian script

Yesterday I took a little time off from packing to go to a Mongolian calligraphy class. There a few similarities with the supplies, as the same brushes and ink, and paper that I used in China. The big difference is that ruler is used in practice  to draw lines to make sure the word is straight.

I looked up the history of Mongolian script. (Omniglot)

Between the 13th and 15th Centuries, Mongolian was also written with Chinese characters, the Arabic alphabet and a script derived from Tibetan called Phags-pa.

As a result of pressure from the Soviet Union, Mongolia adopted the Latin alphabet in 1931 and the Cyrillic alphabet in 1937. In 1941 the Mongolian government passed a law to abolish the Classical Mongol script, but since 1994 they have been trying to bring it back. It is now taught to some extent in schools, though is mainly used for decorative purposes by artists, designers, calligraphers and poets. The average person in Mongolia knows little or nothing about the Classical Mongol script, though there is high literacy in Cyrillic. In Inner Mongolian Autonomous Region of China the Classical Mongol script is still used.

The best part was the teacher wrote my name in Mongolian script

I love it. The letter J was not in the original alphabet so it is a new letter to the script.

I then asked the teacher if she would write my name in the Cyrillic alphabet. It is on the right hand corner of the paper.

Looks like a very fun way to write my name.

Broken vases

I just about have all the boxes unpacked, so I am feeling good about that. Mark, the movers and I were shocked to find all my globe vases cracked throughout.

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They were all packed in their original boxes, and in different bigger boxes, so we were all puzzled. All we can think of was that they froze. They were all gifts to Mark, so going to ask Simon to see if he could guess at a value for the moving company.
So happy nothing happened to my black pottery.
Next week someone will come by to fix a couple wooden legs, that were damaged.
Otherwise everything looks good.

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Oh no!

It felt like Christmas until I opened this box.

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My 12 cans of root beer that I had been so looking forward to had all frozen. Well actually 2 had not split open.

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After they thawed they were flat and tasteless.
Good thing I am going home soon.
I was thrilled to find my warm winter boots.

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It is coming together.

Our belongings have arrived

The day has finally arrived after waiting 3 months.

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It will feel like Christmas opening up all the boxes to see what I have forgotten about.

Helping at an orphanage

This afternoon I went to this orphanage to do some volunteer work.

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Some of children did artwork.

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I helped this little girl with a Christmas craft.

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Her sewing skills were amazing.

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They will be sold next week at a Christmas fair.

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I have a feeling I know what I will be buying.

Souvenirs of Mongolia

I love my ger shopping bag as so small to carry around, but when open it holds many groceries.

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These coffee mugs will be a nice remembrance of our stay here.

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Happy Thanksgiving

It sure doesn’t feel like Thanksgiving today since Mark and I are just here by ourselves. Mark went into work so I decided to go for a walk as it is just so nice and sunny out. Hard to believe it is 7*F (-14*C) outside. As long as the sun was out and I was walking it just felt nice to be outside.
I walked very carefully aware of the ice, down to the same store to see if I could buy my chips today which took about 25 minutes.
All that was left were 3 bags of Fritos, as the chips and Cheetos were gone. Oh well!

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I found a few other treasures.
Mark just called to say he stopped by a grocery store near his office and found the barbecue chips, and Cheetos.
My lucky day.

Learning Mongolian

I have been enjoying my Mongolian classes, as they are very casual, and the teacher also talks about the culture which is very interesting. Today we learned that you do not say to a little child that they are cute or beautiful. Instead you say they are ugly as this way the evil spirits will leave them alone, as they only like cute babies. I think I will just smile at them. After they are 3 years old you can say they are cute.
Here are a few phrases I have learned.
Sain bain uu? Hello, how are you?
Saihan amrs-n uu? Did you have a good rest?
Answer. Saihn Nice
Zugeer. Okay
Ugui. No

Bi margaash Pilat yavan. Tomorrow I will go to Pilates.
I like that I don’t have to worry about tones like I do with Mandarin Chinese.

My driver gets a lot of practice with me, and today I talked to the dry cleaning lady who understood, and I was able to understand her answers.

Mongolian crafts

Mark and I had a great time at the hand made craft fair on Saturday.
Here are a few things we purchased.
Some wool toys for Bowser and Princess Peach.

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A Mongolian ger calendar.

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We both fell in love with the quilted wall hanging of a Mongolian woman.
It is made from recycled “dels” that people have worn.

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A picture with the artist.

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These were the free gifts that we received with our purchase.

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Mark had more fun than he was expecting.

Helping hand

Today I went to a local orphanage to help hang curtains that some of ladies from IWAM made from some beautiful fabric from Australia.

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The children were so cute, and happy to say a few words in English.

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It felt good to get out and do some volunteer work.