It has been awhile since I wrote about my student life at UFL and I promised a friend a long time ago that I’ll explain her how we are taught but I forgot to do that.
I always leave work after 4:15 pm on Mon, Wed, Fri to attend UFL. On the way at Hledan Junction, I’ll go to eat Rakhine Moat Tee from a shop in front of Pyi Myanmar mall. Even when I told myself that I’ll try other foods, I always end up eating the same food every time. The food is great but sometimes the shop is crowded and seats aren’t available till someone else get up. Another problem is that it’s troublesome to cross the road from the junction. The traffic lights hardly ever turn green and it only lasted for a few minutes when it does. Once I heard that a bridge was going to be constructed but I guess the plan got rejected or something ‘cuz of a condo or is it another shopping mall? at the junction.
Usually I just walk to UFL from Hledan. It’s not tiring for me ‘cuz I’m used to walking. Sometimes I can catch the 42 bus at the traffic light. Just as I come near to UFL, I have to come across another traffic light. It’s also a bit hard to cross the road ‘cuz when the lights turn green, the cars which are going to Inya Road will pass by immediately and I couldn’t cross till they are gone but by then the light would turn red. I can go half before it turns red but then while I’m waiting in the middle, those cars going to New University road from Inya Road will pass in front of me and sometimes I felt like they are going to crush my feet as they pass by. I wish there’s like a traffic police man or someone who will help us to cross the road.
Before I pass through the UFL gate, I have to put my student id around my neck and as I pass through the gate, I can feel all eyes are on me. No, I’m not popular or anything. The ones who are watching are the ‘fashion police’ of UFL. When I mean by ‘fashion police’, I’m referring to the teachers stationed at the gate. Their job is to keep a lookout for students who aren’t wearing the id card, anyone who aren’t wearing the appropriate clothing, guys with earrings and last of all and most recently, they are looking for any students with dye hair. Recently, I saw one of the teacher scolding two students and she was saying one of the student said that she dyed her hair ‘cuz it looks good on Rebecca Win and the teacher said. well, Rebecca Win isn’t from our university is she? (Actually she was a UFL student who major in Japanese but I think she graduated by now. Now that I think about it, one of the girl from Bambino is attending UFL and I wonder if she also gets into trouble for her dyed hair. )
Personally I have no problem with dye hair. I used to think that dye hair don’t suit with Myanmar people but that is because I’ve seen some of them dye their hair red, in attempt to imitate Si Thu Lwin whose hair was dyed red at that time. But after Korean dramas became popular, people started to dress better and their hairstyles changed also. I noticed that more people dyed their hair nowadays and they are good at choosing colors which suit with their skins. I really don’t understand why it’s such a problem to have students with dyed hair in the university. I don’t think UFL is the only place which is restricting these ridiculous rules. It’s already enough that we aren’t allowed to wear skirts, pants and jeans to class.
I really get pissed that I can’t wear ‘bi skirt’ to UFL and it is again another ridiculous rule that they have imposed on the rules. If you are wondering what is a ‘phi skirt’, I’ll explain to to you. Back in the days, Myanmar women will wear ‘longyi’ (it’s called htamin in Myanmar) which is a piece of garment sewed together and wrapped around the waist. Modern day ladies would wear ‘htamain skirt’ which are skirts in the form of ‘longyi’ but they aren’t actual longyi so you don’t have the trouble to wrapping it around the waist and instead it’s held together by clothes pin. (This isn’t the exact word but I don’t know how to call it). Those skirts look exactly like real longyi so I had no trouble wearing them to UFL. “Phi Skirt” is also another type of ‘htamain skirt’ but it’s sewn together more like a real skirt and the only different is that it’s cut up in the front so you can walk and it would look like a htamain. Sometimes when the ‘phi skirt’ isn’t sewn properly or it’s not handled by a good designer, the front part will always flap open when you walk and your legs can be seen from the opening. I think the fashion police has a problem with that ‘cuz they don’t want to see any students revealing her legs. They also don’t allow wrapped skirts, the kind that you wear at the beach. There are so many rules and even through I don’t like them, I had to follow them as I want to learn at their place. There’s a Japanese phrase for this situation. It’s “Shoi Gar Nai” which is the informal way of saying “Shikata Ga Nai” which means it can’t be help and there’s nothing you can do about it. I’m not bad mouthing the teachers. It’s just their jobs to attend at the gate but still I’m just speaking out loud.
Aside from the fashion police, I like the university. I like how it’s so peace and quiet and not so crowded. I wished I could have attend English major at that university but my grades were so poor that I wouldn’t even be able to set a foot in that place if not for the evening classes (and morning diploma classes). Our class is situated right next to the canteen on the first floor. I think it’s called a Myanmarsar building where they teach foreigners Myanmarsar. I’m not so sure about it but the class rooms names start with Myan which is the abbreviation for Myanmarsar. We have three teachers in our class. The first teacher teaches the main lessons from the orange books. Personally, I don’t think he wanted us to learn like this, just reading dialogues after dialogues ‘cuz it’s too easy for us except for the fact that we don’t know the words. We haven’t even got to reading paragraphs in our lessons so lately he’s also teaching us how to read paragraphs and translated them on our own so we would proceed further than just reading dialogues. This Monday, he said there’ll be a listening exam on the final exam so he taught us one lesson on listening to a native Korean speaking and try to understand what she was saying. By the time the class was over, I managed to understand most of the words ‘cuz he also taught us the meaning but I still don’t catch the exact words she used in the cassette tape. I hope our exam won’t be that hard ‘cuz we are still not used to listening lessons which we rarely have in our class. He taught us in Basic 1 and he was the one who tested me for speaking.
Wednesday teacher focus on yellow book and she makes all of us memorized each and every word and repeat them without looking back in the book. It was a bit hard to do that at first ‘cuz I wasn’t used to memorizing the words so quickly but now I’m getting the hang of it. If this was an English lesson class and the teacher told us to memorized the sentences, I would say it’s ridiculous ‘cuz it’s not going to help the student learn English. That’s what my ex-tutor asked the other students to do back in 10th grade just so they can fill in the blanks on the exam. But as for Korean class, I think I can surely say that all of us are rather lazy students who don’t pick up the books till we arrive in the class so by memorizing the sentences, we learn more than we normally do ‘cuz we hardly study at home. As least that’s true for me. The only time I ever look up on Korean words beside in class when I’m reading Korean lyrics or searching for Korean songs in hangul.
Friday teacher teaches us grammar. Sadly, we still haven’t received the proper grammar book which the Monday teacher said we might be taught from that book, making it easier for us to understand the grammar. As for now, the teacher will teach the grammar lessons from the orange books and do a quick revision on the dialogues. She doesn’t like students who come in later than her and if that student comes in late, she would say ‘one cup of coffee’ which means that student should treat us coffee for being late. Of course nobody really treat us for coffee but still she said it every time she’s in class.
My post is really long now ‘cuz I have to so much to say. Now I’m tired and I’ll translate this to Myanmar later.