Tag: culture

  • Michelle Dalgety – Case Study, Bilbao, northern Spain (1986)

    The year was 1986; I was 21 years old and had just finished a Business Studies Course at Bradford College.

    I had taken a linguistics option with advanced French and beginners Spanish so when I learned about the John Speak Language Scholarships I was eager to go to Spain to bring both languages to a similar level.  At the time, I think the scholarship was mainly given to people working in companies with European ties. I was told I could have the scholarship if I could find a company who would employ me on for the six months.

    My father was a printer and one of the printing ink suppliers told him they had connections to a Spanish ink company.  I wrote to the Spanish company and they agreed for me to work there for a six month period.

    Michelle Dalgety, Spain 1986

     

    The Spanish company was based in Bilbao, northern Spain.  I travelled by train, through France and onto Bilbao.  I stayed in a hostel for the duration of my six month scholarship.

    It was quite difficult at first as this was my first full time job and I was doing it in a foreign language.  It was also the first time I had left home, so I was growing up in a sense too. My Spanish was very basic and I thought I would never become fluent.  I was lucky to have landed in Bilbao as historically it had many connections with England due to the iron ore mines and people tended to like the British. They are fiercely proud of their football team which was set up by the English so right from the start everyone was extremely helpful, welcoming and eager for me to learn.

    Bilbao was in a period of industrial unrest when I went over, the ship builders were due to close and there were lots of street protests and barricaded roads. It was also politically tense and there were fights between police and masked demonstrators most weekends. The Basque government were negotiating the devolution of more powers which later resulted in the astounding transformation of Bilbao from a dirty industrial city into a vibrant modern city.

    Just as my scholarship was ending, the Spanish company I was working for was bought by a US multinational and my English became vital to the company, so they asked me to stay on a further 6 months. This turned into a permanent contract and in the end my six months became twenty three years! I worked in the same company until 2009 when recession hit and I was made redundant.

    I am obviously bi-lingual and still use Spanish when Skyping my friends in Spain and I often read Spanish newspapers too!  Unfortunately I have not used my Spanish professionally since I moved back to Bradford.

    The John Speak Trust was a complete life changer for me, and I am eternally grateful for the opportunity to live and work in another country.  I am astounded that the United Kingdom gives such low importance to foreign languages.  People should leap at the chance to take up this opportunity, not only to learn the language but for understanding other cultures too!

    Michelle Dalgety – November 2014

     

    Bilbao is situated in the north-central part of Spain, some 14 kilometres (8.7 mi) south of the Bay of Biscay, where the estuary of Bilbao is formed. Its main urban core is surrounded by two small mountain ranges with an average elevation of 400 metres (1,300 ft).

    Bay of Biscay

     

  • Amy Clark – Montpelier, France

    Amy Clark, Montpelier, France – October 2014

    During my two months in France I have been immersed into the French culture and language, my language skills have vastly improved.  Each day, I have a little more confidence when I’m speaking to other French speakers and I feel that people are becoming friendlier, especially at work! ​

  • Les Estivales

    Lots of entertainment, market stalls, traditional French cuisine and thousands of people from all around the world!

  • Josie Holley – Case Study, Geneva (Nov 2013 – May 2014)

    Alhambra

    My advice to anybody considering a bursary to travel abroad would be to grab the opportunity while you can!

    After having finished my degree in French and Spanish with Interpreting at the University of Sheffield, I knew where I wanted my career to go. Since the age of 16 I have wanted to be a conference interpreter. I took the entrance exams for the University of Geneva, and I was accepted. The only problem was that Geneva is not the cheapest city in the world, to use a good old British understatement.

    The money I received from the John Speak Trust enabled me not only to survive through my Master’s but also to grab as many experiences as I could firmly by the horns.

    Conference Interpreting is a career path which requires deep cultural understanding of the countries whose languages you study. Geneva being a French speaking city, the francophone side was already covered, but the money from the John Speak Trust also allowed me to travel to the south of Spain for two weeks during my Christmas holidays and to travel around Switzerland, both French and German speaking during Easter.

    As it currently stands, I have just passed my second semester and am gearing up to face my third and final semester here in Geneva. This bursary has enabled me to discover a city that I love, and one which I hope will be my home for a few years to come.

    My experience in Geneva has confirmed me as a citizen of the world, as Geneva serves as a cross roads for many languages, cultures and ideas thanks to its International Organisations, including the UN, which I have been lucky enough to work in as a volunteer over the past few weeks. I had already experienced life in a French speaking country through my Erasmus in Bordeaux, but Geneva offers a different, unique perspective, being a town that is French speaking only in name; I regularly hear French, English, Spanish, Russian, Arabic, Chinese and goodness knows how many other languages that I do not even recognise, and that is just on the tram!

    My advice to anybody considering a bursary to travel abroad would be to grab the opportunity while you can! It is a unique experience, and one which is not always easy, but it provides you with excellent skills for the jobs market, and more importantly broadens your personal horizons and opens doors that you never knew existed.

    The most important thing to do is to go native so to speak.

    Eat where the locals eat, drink what the locals drink, chill out where the locals chill out, and above all, make every effort to speak what the locals speak!

    Cordoba Skyline at Night
  • Making Myself At Home

    I visited the house of a friend this evening, and whilst I was there one or two other visits came and went. In an off-the-cuff way I commented that the house seemed to have quite a few visitors that evening. They looked at me strangely at first, afterwards explaining that tonight is unusually quiet, it is not uncommon for the family to have up to fifteen visitors in a single evening, an often many stay for the night. ‘Where do they sleep?’ I asked one girl, as I looked around at the tiny house. ‘Oh, they sleep in mine and my sister’s room, it’s reserved entirely for guests’. Without delving too much into the seemingly paradoxical nature of her statement, I began to reflect on how the definition of hospitality varies from culture to culture.  Even now I am learning new things every day!

  • A Waiting Game

    I have been thinking that you can tell a lot about a culture by looking at the way people queue (or don’t as the case may be!). I was in the bank today to take out some of my penultimate scholarship instalment, and everyone waiting to be served was standing in little groups around each of the tellers. Every now and then someone else would walk in and join one of these ‘clusters’ each vying for the clerk’s attention. I used to think this was rudeness, but I have realised it is not. Who am I to say what works best, and what doesn’t? If you go to the bank in the UK or in Pakistan, and come out in the same amount of time, having completed the work you came to do, then why change anything? To be honest I think some people where there simply to utilise the air-conditioning system, as the bank is one of the few places in Pakistan where you can guarantee it will be present.

  • It’s All Relative…

    As I sat down to write I began to think about how the meaning of the word ‘family’ here in Pakistan (and in South Asian culture in general) is rather different from how it is defined in the West. In Pakistan, if your third-cousin once removed is getting married to a girl from the same tribe, then a nonappearance at his wedding is a crime that may lead to being written out of the will. The Urdu language reflects the importance of blood relations, no matter how dubious the connection. There is a word specifically assigned to the younger brother of your father, there is a word specifically for your sister’s husband, and both paternal and maternal sets of grandparents each have their own appellation. It’s nightmarish to learn, but in many ways it does make life easier. When somebody introduces a member of their family to you, after that very few questions are left to be asked…

    A village elder. He has tied a picture of a local ‘pir’ (saint) onto the end of his beard.