27.09.07: I got up early today (not as early as I had planned, however) to go to the liturgy for the feast of the Exaltation of the Cross at the church by my house. I was about 15 minutes late by the schedule for the start of the liturgy but they were still doing the 3rd hour so all was ok. As on Saturday and Sunday the church was packed and I had to squeeze through people to get to a spot (I still, however, often had to shift as people are most of the time shuffling by). I hadn’t particularly planned on staying for the whole service as I thought that I should do some more planning for my lessons. However I got sort of stuck towards the front of the church and didn’t feel like squeezing back through everyone; besides, I thought that it was only about 10 o’clock...it turned out to be almost 11. This wasn’t a problem in the end as I realized I didn’t need to go to the office today and could just make copies (which was all that ended up needing to be done) at school. So I got something to eat at my favorite little shop in our local food/anything market and spent a little leisure time at the flat. I left early for work as I though I would walk around the neighbourhood near the school and I had looked up to see if there were any churches nearby. I had forgotten to write down the address but ended up on the right street (turned out that the church is on the same street as the school). When I went in the church I noticed a few people up towards the front on the side and thought there might have been a service recently and it turned out there had been...a funeral. There was a +recently reposed babushka surrounded by what must have been her family. So I bought a few candles and lit one especially for her. I headed back to school thinking that I had plenty of time as my class didn’t start until 4:45...well I got there, made a few copies, talked a bit to the secretary, headed to class and found two of my three students. I told them that they were rather early, as it was only 430, and proceeded to prepare for class...I started class about 4:50 when the last student arrived and only then when I took my register did I realize that that class starts at 4:30... My Mon. Wed. classes are the ones that start at 45 minutes past... Class went fairly well over all but I’m pretty sure it’s painful for the students as they’re probably very bored. I tried one of the discussion topics I was given but it didn’t arouse much interest. My evening class went very well other than again having a very difficult grammar question.
28.09.07: We had a training session today on methods of teaching a class which is preparing to take an English proficiency test so my day was interrupted by this pointless activity... I went into the office but hadn’t gotten up as early as planned so I only had about an hour to look for materials for next week. I described this training as pointless as 2 weeks ago we had almost 4 hours of training on the makeup of this proficiency test; at this days session we simply were told of some books to use and more activities. Before this session I saw one of our other teacher trainers and asked about my passport which I hadn’t seen for a month... She said that they should call me when it was ready but that she would check into it. She sent me a message a short time later that said it was at the main office...who knows how long it had been sitting there...other people that arrived when I did had received there’s about a week and a half earlier. When I returned to the office after our training I found the rest of my materials but was not able to do completely everything I wanted as everyone else decided to come in and just hang around... Afterwards I checked out a little cd shop by the metro to look for Alisa cds but didn’t find any. I ended up buying the first set of cds from a band called DDT as a fellow intern had said they were good and at the first birthday party I was at they sang one of their songs and I liked it. I shouldn’t have believed the intern or gone by what was sung...out of 7 disks I have only liked one so far... I next went on a search for Fr. Arseny (the book) so I went to one of the Orthodox shops in Moscow - Pravoslavnaya Slova. They however didn’t have the book either so I bought a book by Fr. John (Krestjankin) to try and read. I walked around the neighbourhood some and came upon another church so I stepped in to see if they had the book. They’re in the process of re-painting the interiour so it was interesting to see them at work. I asked the woman at the bookstand if they had what I was looking for and told her that it was about a 300 page book but she looked through her whole stock of tiny booklets looking for it... I felt bad for having her do this so I decided to buy something; I bought a book that has short histories of all the churches in Moscow and a small calendar for next year. I met a friend later at Vorobyovi Gori and we walked around the park there and along the Moscow river.
29.09.07: I had planned on preparing more for teaching the following week but again didn’t get up as early as I had hoped. After half heartedly looking over the books I decided that as it was Saturday I didn’t need to be working since I would be preparing all my weekday hours anyway... I received today while I was home a telemarketing call; I didn’t know that they would exist in Russia... So I had decided to make a trip to the South of Moscow to the Optina Pustyn Podvore. This was the one other place where I thought I might find Fr. Arseny and I was correct - although I almost overlooked the book as it was shelved with Literature and not saint’s lives. I visited the three separate shops they have in the Podvore and also the church. Last time I was at the church the relics of the Optina startsi were out but this time they were in a part of the church that was roped off. On my way out of the grounds I was harassed by what appeared to be a gypsy child of 6 or 7 begging with his mother; I gave him my pocket change (about 15 rubles) and he started following me saying something I couldn’t understand; he must have realized that was all I was going to give so he ran off to follow after his next victim... I walked around the neighbourhood and a little into Bitstevsky Les and then picked up a few pirozhki and a yoghurt for a late lunch. I later met a friend downtown to go to their church, St. Tatiana, for the vigil. This church is on the old campus of Moscow State University (right across from the Kreml), which I had seen before but didn’t realize that it was a church (it looks like a university building other than having on the front “The Light of Christ Illumines All,” which I thought strange...). After vigil we went to McDonald’s where we waited in line for about 20 minutes...more because we were talking and not forcing our way up front...and ate outside the Kreml in Aleksandrovsky Sad. We spent some time eating and talking on various and sundry topics. At one point a woman approached (she looked German) and asked in English how to get to Red Square. I was thrown by the fact that she just decided to talk to some stranger in English so it took me a second to respond.
30.09.07: I met the same friend again this morning to go to St. Tatiana’s for liturgy. After the liturgy my friend introduced me to a few of their friends (2 of whom were also Aleksanders...). I was also introduced to several of the priests and the deacon, all of whom speak English so now I have someone to whom I can go for confession. We then walked over to Christ the Saviour as I hadn’t been there yet. This being the main cathedral in Moscow, and all of Russia, of course is beautiful but a lot of the iconography in the lower church I like better than what is normally seen by people and associated with the church. I met another friend, whose birthday party I had been at a few weeks previous, at Kolomenskoe, one of the summer homes of the tsars, in the afternoon and we walked around a few hours. We visited the church of the Kazan Mother of God where there had just been a wedding, was another one going as well as a baptism... After walking around for a while we returned to the church and stayed for a bit of Vespers and an Akathist. When we were leaving we coincidentally ran into a few people from MP who were going for a walk.













































3 comments:
Duke, keep the pictures coming. It's fascinating to see my way around Moscow through your camera.
You seem to be hanging around with an awful lot of Svetlana's, and Katya's. Have you by chance been handing out your calling card?
I was also going to ask you to see what is available in the bookstores by St. Theophan. Is there anything that you could bring back to translate (eventually)?
Glad you've enjoyed Moscow but you need to see it in person...
I, coincidentally, didn't bring any business cards.
Unfortunately, all of St. Theophan's work was destroyed by the Bolsheviks...I kid... It is readily available for those with a few hundred rubles.
Buy it Duke. Buy all you can and I will pay you back the rubles and more ! Plus I will fund your translation work when you get back, or rather, I will convince Brandon and Gabe to fund it. They're the lawyers after all.
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