Horse Races, First English Lesson
Went to our town’s horse race yesterday. Abolutely amazing. I’ll include a few photos here so you can have a look.
After traveling a considerable distance (I couldn’t really get an exact measure of how far), a field of 20-some riders comes tearing across the plain to gallop into a photo finish right where all of the spectators are waiting. The young riders (some no more than 4 years old) are all so incredibly skilled, using their Tashoor (horse whip) and letting out crying yelps to urge their mounts to go just a little bit faster. It was very cool to watch; it felt partly like I was intruding on a practice that had been going on for the last 1000 years…and in a sense, I probably was. I think these races will continue throughout July as Naadam (the summer festival of the three manly sports: archery, wrestling, riding) is celebrated on different dates by different towns throughout Mongolia. Hope you enjoy the pictures.
Today I taught my first English lesson. I only had four students and was only responsible for about 20 minutes of time so we just covered a few basic greetings. I was told people “liked my energy” so I suppose those years of being up on stage are coming in handy now! I’ll be teaching a bit more as these weeks go on, but this first toe in the water felt really quite comfortable.
All my best,