Monday, September 28, 2009

Understanding the lingo, continued

I thought of some more vocabulary words that can easily be misunderstood. :) Its always great learning new words, their meaning and how to use them in conversations everyday.

shrapnel: most would probably assume this to be used as a *shrapnel* or pieces of a bullet. Here it is referred to in slang referencing coins or change (money).
Meals: Not just breakfast, lunch and dinner here. No sir!  We have... Breakfast, Morning tea, Lunch, Afternoon tea, dinner (also known as tea) with pudding ( pudding =dessert), and supper (evening tea). So, I guess you could say we like Tea and socializing  ALOT! With our *teas * there is usually a snack or something to eat served... so we don't have the traditional BIG southern meals like I'm used to.
Wop Wops: What americans refer to as THE BOONIES. Otorohanga is the Wop Wops, well.. close enough.
Fringe: This term I thought was VERY interesting. It took me a while to understand what this term meant in a convo. Commonly referred to as *bangs*.  You wouldn't go into a Barber her e and ask them to cut your bangs-- you might get some interesting looks. You simply ask for a *fringe*. This is a universal term for both males and females.
Plat: our everyday braid
Braids: What we would call *dreads* (if you get these confused and ask for your hair braided.... you might end up looking like Whoopi Goldberg, on a good hair day.
Motorway: The interstate
Footpath:  a sidewalk
Tramp/ bush-walk : hike or walk on a path or  along a natural trail.
Hot pools: Pools of natural thermal heated mineral water ( like a natural hot tub). Water can reach up to 42 celcius! I have to admit that I have become quite spoiled by the hot pools. there is nothing like it.

Tuesday, September 22, 2009

How do you say it and what does it mean?

One of the first things you notice when you arrive in New Zealand is the lovely, but thick accent of the people. Its quite different than the lingo of everyday American. I like it. Secretly I am hoping to pick up a little bit of the accent! Wouldn't that be nice-- although I worry what it would sound like mixed with my natural southern twang. Oh, Boy! 
There are many things that I have had to keep myself in check with as I have learned to custom and culture here. One is the difference in our talk/language. I guess I took it for granted when I came here, knowing I was coming to an English speaking country-- I just expected all the sayings and wording to be understood in the same manner. No Sir! 
This blog comes at a special request, as I have shared stories of embarrassment and humor as I have learned (and still learning) how to speak the daily language of the Kiwis. Its a fun experience. :) 
Boot: This not referred to as a shoe, but rather the *trunk* of the car. I learned this when someone asked me to "Put that in the boot!" .... Um, yeah...where exactly is the boot when Im looking at the car!?"
Bonnet: Not typically something you see on a women's head. This is the "hood" of the car or vehicle. 
Jandals: most commonly known as flip flops. I have yet to hear the word *flip flop* used or written anywhere... or even spoken. I must be a rebel! 
Dairy: this would be a Convenience store or corner store 
Togs: a swimsuit. I am still unsure how a swimsuit gets named a tog... but I go with the flow. :) 
Hot chips: american french fries. Not many places have "french fries" on their menu- you have to be in the know that *chips* or *hot chips* mean french fries. 
Jelly: Jell-0
Jam: common American jelly (like what you put on toast). You dont want to ask for a Peanut  butter and Jelly sandwich--- you will end up with a Peanut Butter and Jell-o sandwich. You might also have some pretty strange looks. 
Biscuit: any kind of cookie. This is NOT a kind of bread you but butter or jam on. 
Lollies: any form of candy. 
Candy Floss: Cotton Candy. ( I dont quite understand the ... Floss?) 
Chilly bin: Ice chest or cooler.
My shout: if you are paying for someone's meal.. "My treat!" 
Sammy: referring to any kind of sandwich. 
Sweet As: Used instead of awesome or cool. Most people put the word *as* after any kind of word to emphasize the effects of something. I personally don't care for it-- when said really fast it sounds much like anther word. YIKES! 
Mate: a friend or buddy
Flat: an apartment
Aye: most commonly used at the end of a sentence. "It was a nice day today, aye." 

There are a few words that you don't use, I have learned (some by mistake) as they have a very different meaning. 
You must use the term Mowing the lawn in reference to Yard work. I have had several people laugh when making reference to us use the term "Yard work" .... "what is that?" You can also just use the terms: gardening, etc. 
The term professional has gotten me in a couple of embarrassing situations once or twice. Using the term Professional is like referring to Julia Roberts in the beginning of Pretty Woman. I have used it as a compliment (or so I thought) a time or two--- that didnt turn out in my favor. 
This is just a short vocabulary list of some commonly used words in the Kiwi/ New Zealand culture. 
As I learn more words, I look forward to sharing them with you.... Its exciting learning a new culture and mixing it with what I have already instilled in me.

Thursday, September 10, 2009

MILK MAID: A Dairy Farming Experience

WOW! There is so much to do here in the small town of Otorohanga. I thought I would really miss the hussle and bussle of the city life, but I find that I haven't missed it as much as I thought. Ok, ok... I do have to admit I do miss Chik-fil-A and Wendy's Frosty's!! YUMMY!

Since Otorohanga is a *dairy farming community,* I have had the opportunity to visit many church members dairy farms and see the action first hand! What an experience! :)

Once a city gal, now experiencing the country life for what it really is. I LOVE IT!

My first day on the farm, I thought the cows were going to be friendly enough and let me feed them the hay off the ground. Ummm, yeah, that didn't happen. They must have been too hungry for chit chat, I guess! :)

The baby calves are really cute. Will didn't think so though. I think he secretly liked the experience, he is just too afraid to say it! :) The calves like to suck on your fingers since they are still milking--- if you aren't too careful-- they will keep sucking and can suck all your fingers until your whole hand is slimy! yeah, its gross-- but still neat as can be!

This was the day I went to the Phillips farm- I saw my first calves born just twenty minutes or so before we arrived at the paddock to feed the cows. It was kinda gross and kinda neat at the same time. It's all business in dairy farming-- the calves are quickly taken from their mothers-- I felt bad for them, honestly. I don't think I could handle some stranger taking my newborn baby away from me just minutes after they were born. But here, its strickly business... so I helped round up the mothers.

You don't see alot of mud in Tallahassee, but here you do; especially on the farms! My opportunity to stomp around in the mud. Slimy, icky and sticky! It's alot of fun.

My next farm I visited was the Anderson's farm. We arrived for lunch and then went out for the afternoon milking. Of course I had to get all suited up the appropriate gear!
What you never see in the movies, is how farmers travel in STYLE! No horse and buggy here... we rode the *motorbike* (AKA: four-wheeler) down to the shed.
In rounding up the newborn calves, I decided to try and get one myself. Oh boy, those calves are HEAVY. I actually dropped in on the ground right as I was putting it in the crate. Yeah, they are really heavy. The calf dropped, I stumbled over-- luckily neither one of us fell completely over. It was quite funny though.

On to feed the calves!
Calves, calves and more baby calves!! They just keep sucking on your fingers!!! hahaha!
We had to feed the little ones milk--- It was great fun. After we finished with the calves--- it was time to milk the cows!

The milking shed is like a big turn table that spins as the cows are being milked. They step off as the milk straps are released. Its quite an impressive process. When I realized that THIS was the milking for the day, I was quite disappointed. I had practiced over and over in my head, exactly how I was going to physically milk a cow. "Does this mean I am not going to be able to MILK a cow?" I asked my husband.
"This is how they do it," he replied back.

In just a few short minutes I was being shown how to milk a cow and *I* was able to quirt a few drops of milk out of the utter, myself. Although I did not milk enough to fill a glass-- just knowing that I actually knew the process of milking and squeezed milk from a cows utter like Laura Ingles Wilder-- I went home happy as could be! I milked a cow!

I can't wait to go back. Summer time is coming and I love the experiences the farm life has to offer. There are still so many more farms I have yet to explore. I think Will likes it more and more as he goes. We have fun. He goofs off with the animals too-- although he would never admit it :)

I hope to keep you posted on my upcoming farming adventures. There is so much left to do! I really admire the farmers and their lifestyle. They work hard, but their attitude is relaxed and fun loving. Every farmer that I have been around (including their working environment), despite the pressures of their workload, they remain consistent in their attitude, actions and are ever joyful to be around.

Thank you my friends for showing me the joys of farm life! I look forward to more :)

Monday, September 7, 2009

Meet "Cliff"

My husband and I try to take time for ourselves and just "get away" each week. We enjoy it.  Last week he took me to Marakopa. What a treat! I have really come to enjoy seeing the many waterfalls New Zealand has around here. Marakopa Falls is my favorite so far!
We packed a lunch and ate on a paddock, then it was off to hunt fossils on the beach. :)
I, of course was determined to find "something", and I did, however it wasnt exactly a fossil. What I found was a skeleton of a sheep that had fallen off the mountain onto the beach, meeting his fate with the incoming tide. Poor thing!
Will and I had gone separate ways in our desperate hunt to find something unique... a fossil. 
I heard Will calling my name, "SarahVi, come quick I found something!" 
I hurried to the front of the car and  here comes Will, carrying a baby lamb! "What IS that?" I asked him, knowing good and well what he had in his arms.
"His name is Cliff, I just named him. He fell off the cliff and I found him on the beach." He said halfway laughing. 
Of course the lamb was injured.
Those of you who know my husband well, know of his love for animals. He does NOT like them at all. ((ha))! 
Here was my sweet Will carrying a lamb asking "me" what we should do with it?!?! 
This was my lucky day, I kept thinking to myself. A PET! 
So.... we made room in the back of our car for him. It was an hour drive back to Otorohanga from Marakopa-- but Cliff made it without a peep. 
He stayed nice and sound in our laundry room that night until the next day when his evaluation came. Not good! 
Although Cliff was not able to heal from his injury (he had to be put down). We saved him from a devastating death of drowning-- he lived one more day! YAY for Cliff. 
We laugh when we think about how we went on a date and came back with a baby lamb. Only in New Zealand!! :) 

Surely, its the little things like this that make the best memories! We had Cliff for less than 24 hours, but the experience we had in bringing him home was priceless and will last a lifetime! HA- Good times indeed!

Sunday, September 6, 2009

Putting it on the Map

This is a world view map. To put things into perspective of our locale, in case you didn't know exactly where New Zealand was in comparison to the USA of Florida. Locate the USA on the (L). Find New Zealand on the far (R)-- its the VERY small squiggle line.
I am constantly finding new ways and things I am being challenged in. I love it.
When I first arrived here, in the first few weeks, I was stunned and amazing, excited at the same time how people were curious about *MY* country. They wanted me to "put in on the map" for them. And of course, with some thats exactly what we did-- we pulled out the big map and laying it on the floor, allowing them to "find" where Florida was in relation to New Zealand.  Never did I imagine I would be showing anyone where *I* came from, sharing my culture, etc. 
I had a great night at Youth Alpha last night. I love being around the youth and helping my sweet husband in his ministry-- one that I am called to as well. We make such a great team together! 
In my small group time with my youth (all such sweet girls) I shared my heart how much they (the youth) have impacted me since my arrival here-- and how God has worked through them as well. I was teaching them to be open to God speaking to them (directly and indirectly). 
Driving two of the girls home, I was reminded of the story of Jonah. Most of us know it well from childhood. Jonah loved God and wanted to please him, however he did not want to go where God called him to go. 
Before coming to New Zealand I was much like Jonah. I was scared of what lay ahead of me--I was getting married. I was excited. I wanted to go and join my husband in his ministry, I knew it would be great, however I was scared (I was moving literally across the world, not just to another state). How long will I be over there? What will it be like? Will the people like me? Will I fit in? I didn't exactly run like Jonah did, but in the same manner I had a heart like Jonah. 
God knew what he was doing. 
I am so glad that I can look back and see the wonderfulness of God's great design and how much he knows how things will work when we cannot see the BIG picture through the fog of Satan's distractions. 
Everything has fallen into place from the beginning. The people here are wonderful. I have been able to experience things that I never would have before (in the states)-- see natural wonders only on this side of the world, view constellations only seen on this side of the sky, get lost in the beauty of the countryside and enjoy the slower pace of everyday living! 
Being away from friends and family is the hardest part of living in another country. The best part is serving God in a ministry together with my husband! 

My husband is amazing-- :)