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Just days before takeoff, do you have everything?

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Oh Gods have mercy upon me! I work four days this week before we go to NY, still managing 32 ½ hours, if I don’t stay later again! My key goes to my fellow American friend who works at Subway too. Of course I get it back when I return in two weeks. The Boss likes how he works and feels he could fill my shoes while I am gone. I almost don’t want to leave work, almost. I am going to miss so much in those two weeks. Really, I didn’t work this weekend and when I came in this morning the upstairs was completely different and the basement was a mess! But like I said, almost.

We are going to NY in four days! I only work until three on Thursday and our flight takes off Friday at 9 in the morning! If you have traveled before then you know all that goes into this even before you arrive at the airport!

Tickets, passport, license, and any hotel or car rental paperwork you might have; is it in your carry on or purse? Might not be going anywhere without that!
Cannot forget to take care of the packing! Clothes and toiletries; accessories are a must! Yet you also have to keep in mind the weight limit the airport might have on suitcases. You go over you will be sure to pay a fee.
Take care of the trash and any foods that might go bad while you are gone. I would hate walking in the door to that!
Never forget to turn off anything that needs to be shut off or locked.
Take care of all pets and what might go on with them. (Simple for me, I don’t have any at the moment!) Some have people house sit, babysit or put them in a kennel for the duration of their leave. If you like bringing them with make sure you have that squared away.
Where is the car going? Is it in the drive or at the airport? Ours is staying at the airport. Sweet deal and its safe.
Are you on medication? Do you have enough for your stay? If you do, will you have a day or two supply until you can get more?
I plan on doing laundry Wednesday night after work so that on Thursday when I pack, I have every possible article of clothing I could possibly want. Kind of goes with packing but you would be surprised how many people don’t do laundry before they go and then sit there with an empty suitcase complaining they don’t have anything to wear.

Just a small list but it’s enough to get you going for an afternoon or entire day! It all depends on how efficient and organized you are. Since we recently got married we have on our list wedding photos for the family, our little trouwboekje and we also have little gifts for some people. We cannot forget the requests we have had for little trinkets and foods we can bring over!

Well, this little list is definitely keeping me and Dutchie busy on top of our work hours! Happy travels and good luck packing!

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I miss home

by Samantha Schmalfuss

I miss home. It is pretty simple; I miss home. I miss my family and friends. I miss the little deli on Sunrise Highway where I get a bagel with cream cheese and the pizza I can get two doors down. I miss America and it seems so odd for me to say that.

I am a happy person here. I walk the streets comfortable and content in how things work here. I am working and learning the language and thriving well when I know in America I wouldn’t get the opportunities I get here. In two and a half weeks I have a key to the restaurant. I am by no means the manager, yet, however they are giving more responsibilities to see how I would do as a manager. I never got that chance in America and it never mattered how hard I worked or attempted to show my worth. It simply doesn’t happen often. I love the food, the culture and the people. It has become home here almost from the moment I arrived. I walk the streets married, holding hands with my wife knowing I cannot do it in my own country. I have health coverage and can go to the dentist without breaking the bank. I have never gone hungry or slept on a park bench here like I have in America and yet part of me misses America.

Do I sound ungrateful or miserable in saying such things? Is it right to miss something with so messy of a history for me when I have happiness and contentment here in the Netherlands?

When I went to America last year, by the end of the two and a half weeks I missed Holland, I missed home. I missed the hagel slag and chocopasta. I missed the coffee and bread. I missed the streets and bicycles; the friendly faces and the Dutch that I had gotten used to being around me. Now I miss the English, the crappy sidewalks and food. Believe it or not, I miss how the news is less that objective and how they hide things. Here it is in your face and at times can be so raw. In some ways I still get surprised at the lack of censorship here when for twenty five years I heard silence when someone spoke because of the censorship that goes on. Hell, I even missed the processed to death food! Food in Europe tastes so different to foods in America, it tastes better yet here I am missing the crappy food! How in the world could I contemplate missing such things?

We are going to be there, in New York and CT, it two weeks. I will have all I want of American culture and home! Will it be like last year where I wanted nothing more than Dutch to be in my ear and to go to the center and get fresh baked Dutch bread, a cup of coffee and a broodje gezond? Right now all I want to do is hug my mom and dad and walk into a Barns and Noble! I feel so conflicted and confused and yet it is so simple, I miss home and feel guilty for it. Why? Why feel guilty for missing the place of your birth and the culture in which you come from.

I had a customer come into work who was a retired American. He lived in California, served in the Navy and was stationed in San Diego. He didn’t want to retire there. He wanted something new and different for himself so he moved to the Netherlands and settled down for retirement in our little town of Hilversum. He has no intention of ever returning to America. Why is it that once we leave, we never want to return except for the vacation once a year for two weeks? It’s like the other 50 weeks of the year we cannot possibly stomach what is happening there and loath the idea of living in such a mess when we know better exists elsewhere. Is it shameful? Is it self-preservation to want better? We know better is out there, we have tasted it and have felt it in the air. Like my customer said during our chat, why move back to that? We would be living with Bush as the president and feel the poverty, the lack of freedoms we cherish here and we will remember the petty dramas that go on. Why have those for ourselves when we live somewhere better? He had me thinking about that for a nice while; I am still brewing over the question. Yet here I sit, missing home, missing that little island I grew up on by the city.

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Working fast food in the Netherlands!

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Wow, this is most interesting and I must tell you! I have worked in fast food before and know how hard it is and all the wonderfulness of it all. I also remember how hard it was to move ahead in such an atmosphere. I really did like it but it was impossible to move up in the company. I have been working in Subway for going on three weeks now and I have a key to the place! How can that be!?

Well according to my boss when we first had our meeting, we discussed management and whether I could handle it. I thought I could and expressed as such. When I started, I was merely trying to show them that I could work well and manage well with the Dutch. Two weeks later we discussed the management again and he is disappointed! Why is that? Because I am not taking the initiative enough! There is a sign in the window for a management position and I asked him about it. Is there a chance I can obtain such a position? Well, he said, while I work my butt off and try my best at Dutch I don’t take enough of my own thought to have others do stuff, or attempt to run the thing myself. Bloody hell, I was just trying to show I could survive here and now I am not showing enough initiative!

So how did I end up with a key?

Well we talked some more, we do that a lot you know, and I am doing my best to show that I can do this and run it too. Apparently this past week has gone well and what he has decided is that we are going to try me on for size. He has been giving little tasks that I normally wouldn’t do to see how I handle it while still doing all the other tasks. One such task is to show up at 8:30 in the morning and get the store ready. AWESOME! I can do this damn it. I will show him and myself every day!

The point of this.

That this wouldn’t happen in two weeks in America! The fact that I bring home 10.45 € wouldn’t happen and giving an employee a key to the store after two weeks wouldn’t happen either. Ah, how life is so different here!

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Les 1

by Samantha Schmalfuss

I am sending in my first homework assignment tomorrow morning and I am so excited! I had to do Les 1, lesson 1, and record the answers on a cassette tape then mail it to my teacher. This studying from home is going to work out so well with my hours! I have to tell you though, it was hard! There was this one part where I had to listen to the words and distinguish between the /a/ sound and the /aa/ sound. Dag, naam, that sort of thing and it can be so hard! When I saw it, I did fine but I got a lot wrong when it came to listening. It’s a difference between a short a and a long a. I really thought I had some right when clearly I had no idea what I was hearing! I really need to practice that over again tomorrow!

I really like this! God I hope this helps me! So long as I do it every day and do my homework I should be alright. Right? Must think positive! It is what I tell Dutchie all the time. So I shall practice with you, my readers!

Ik heet Samantha

Ik ben Samantha

Mijn naam is Samantha

These are ways you can introduce yourself. (Jezelf voorstellen) I am Samantha, my name is…

Try something else; Hoe gaat het met je? How goes it with you? (or how are you?) Remember, the g is more like the harsh sound you hear in the language, German too. See I can teach you Dutch as I go along! A friend of mine from Selekt Mail is joining the Subway team and what little Dutch I know, I get to teach him! Sweet! Doei

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Language barriers are not as easy to break as I want them to be!

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Let’s talk for a moment shall we. I am feeling a bit overwhelmed and I don’t know how to change that. I worked in Selekt Mail and was surrounded by Dutch people, ok Polish, American and British too but I was still around Dutch people. The language was all around me! So, now I am at Subway and am around Dutch people and again, the language is all around me. The difference is I didn’t speak a lot of it when I was working with mail. We weren’t allowed to talk when we were in the warehouse you see and when you’re walking the mail there isn’t anyone to talk to. With Subway I HAVE to talk to people. The customers are mainly Dutch as well speaking to my co-workers. There is a lot of Dutch and I have been speaking a lot of simple Dutch. Hoe kan ik u helpen? Wilt iets te drinken? Wat voor brood? Sla, tomaat, Komkommer? It is really basic and mainly pertains to food and how I can help a customer. It is a lot of Dutch for me and sometimes I handle it well but other moments I feel smothered by it and feel rather stupid that I haven’t gotten it by now.

I know what Dutchie is going to say about this. It is only now that I have been able to obtain lessons to learn properly. Things will change and I know she is right. I have already see a little improvement on how I say the words I do know. I say them a bit better. Faster, clearer and overall more comfortable in the words I know. If I can get the rest of it down and use it regularly I will get just as proficient in those too. I just have to learn them. Good news is I have my stuff to guide me, a mentor and teacher I can commune with even while I do it from home. I have home work and tests. This will be a good thing, a really good thing. I just wish my brain could absorb it telepathically or something! Wishful thinking I know but this girl gets frustrated, especially when you have a cranky customer giving you attitude and you can’t understand him or defend your actions. Sigh… This is a rant I know. Part of the integration process; language and how to use it. I will get it. I will get it. This positive attitude has to sink it at some point right?

 

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Ik wil mijn fiets terug!

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Oh bloody hell! What a way to start your day! All was well, had a good morning with Dutchie, we were in pleasant moods. We had some errands to do so we got ready and walked out the front door. First thing you see is out small purple car and then you see the bike rack with the bikes. I stopped dead in my tracks and asked the question I never wanted to ask! WHERE IS MY BIKE!? It was sitting on the bike rack with the other two last night when I came home from work! It is where I left it, where I always leave it! No, no bright yellow bike with the neat little saddle bags I got for my birthday. The whole thing is gone! My bike was stolen!

When we got the bike Dutchie insisted I have two locks; one that locks the wheel in place so you can’t ride off with it and another so you can lock the bike around a poll, tree or bike rack. Well, the one I had to wrap around stuff wasn’t working right. The key whole would either not give me my key back or not let me put the key in at all so I stopped using it. I never replaced it; I simply stopped using a second lock thinking the one would be sufficient. My ignorance and stupidity is pissing me off. It wasn’t sufficient; all they had to do was pick it up and bring it with them. They can strip the lock off later.

I really never thought someone would steal my bike. What an ignorant thing to think. Like the receptionist at the police station said to me; there are 20 million bikes in Holland and roughly half is stolen. My bike just became a statistic! I told her I felt so stupid and ignorant about the whole thing. When she handed me the forms to fill out she said don’t lose your innocence. Why? My bike got stolen by bike stealing bastards who probably think it’s funny as hell that I now have to walk home at 11pm tonight now! Not that they care, my bike is probably in a pawn shop or at a train station somewhere waiting for some bum to sell it for €50 to someone who hasn’t a problem paying for a stolen bike! I want my bike back! I want my saddle bags I got for my birthday back! Ik wil mijn fiets terug! Damnit!

My short time with the yellow bike… here and here

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Finding the balance

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Can I tell you how crazy my life has felt this past week! I feel as though I barely have time to get my head on straight! In three days I have worked 32 hours, practicing my Dutch with the books and CD programs we purchased and doing the everyday stuff. I have barely had time to write and I feel bad about that but I have to get used to the new schedule I am on now. It was simple before, I worked 8-4:30 so I had my nights. Now I don’t from week to week whether I will have my nights or mornings! Though this isn’t complaining, just an explanation. I am by no means unhappy by changing jobs! I love the busy feeling, the feeling that I am finally working and earning my keep! Working with mail can be very repetitive; you sit all day and only make a little for it. I am so glad I had it and that I was able to finally work but I am also glad I found something better for me!

I am just desperate to find that balance. There has to be a balance somewhere when it comes to work, writing, Dutch and my editing (the book!). Do you have any suggestions for me on how to do this, where it might be found? I am a desperate woman! I know most of the planet has the same problem, time, the little we have and how to manage it. I am by no means the only one but I need some guidance! While I waited for my permit, I couldn’t work so I had all the time in the world. With Selekt Mail I had my evenings and still balanced life alright. I have completely forgotten what it was like to work fast food and manage life around it! I am out of the loop! Help!

First contract in Holland

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Oh the stresses of contracts to work! I had questions about it and I didn’t want to sound pushy, demanding and overall greedy but I didn’t understand where my vacation days went and I couldn’t understand this on call stuff when I was a full time worker. So in I went and got it straightened out then signed my life into Subway’s hands for at least six months. I have so far worked 23.45 hours in two days. Can you believe that! I was lucky to get the thirty I had last week from Selekt Mail! I work again tomorrow from 11-close. We close at 7 but need to have it all cleaned and prepped for the next day so it might be 8 or 9 until I get out. It’s called money honey! And at €10.45 an hour it is definitely called money honey! You try doing that in America with a fast food chain! I am beaming and I don’t care that they are running me into the ground in my first week, I am busy and getting paid so who am I to complain.

Besides, this is actually helping me with my Dutch. While we have a lot of English speaking expats who are thrilled we are in town we do still see a lot of Dutch people checking us out so I have to listen to their Dutch, communicate as best I can in Dutch and thus far I think it is going ok. It will get better and from that I see this being a totally great experience for me. Not only with hours, pay and the shape my body is going to get into but also my Dutch is going to get better. Awesome!

It is funny though, seeing fellow expats flock to something that reminds them of home. They cry and hug each other in pure joy. I can’t say much I tried to hug the door before it was even open! Unless you are outside your element you really aren’t going to understand why this means so much to us. It’s Subway, a piece of home, really good subs and it is here! Only until you are deprived something to you realize how much it has been a part of you and how much you miss it! That’s the way us expats feel. Not anymore! Now all they have to do is bring Kraft and American over the counter meds and we will be the happiest expats you ever did see!

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Did she get it? Did she!

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Well, I bet you’re curious, did she get the job; does she have a place with Subway? Well after much stressing and waiting for the phone to ring for my second interview and even having lunch there, I got the call at two and was asked to come in! Instantly I had butterflies in my stomach! Was I going to get it after all? Despite the lack of Dutch and my damning age of 27, did I sell myself enough? I did, I did! I landed the job!

I went in there to have my second interview with someone else, the owner of the franchise! Nothing like having sweaty palms; I was as nervous as a person could be! He gave me a brief recap of what he had learned about me through Sander, manager and first interviewer, and asked me to tell him about Samantha, who was she? I did the best I could. I poured it on the table as smoothly as I could, gave him the best impression of myself and my abilities despite my chronic shyness trying to clam me up. He liked my answers and honesty. He appreciated my knowledge of restaurants and how things work when it comes to fast food work. He really liked my eagerness to be management but honest enough to say I thought I should learn the store, its procedures and Dutch a little better before I went and dived into something like that. Come on, would I be a good manager in Hilversum with less than basic knowledge of Dutch to talk to the employees. So, yeah that was why I said yes but not yet.

So you know my studies start in ten days! Well, private study already. We went out and bought Dutch study books after I got the news so I can start ASAP. However Dutchie is getting a month free in lessons of her choice so she chose Dutch and if we are happy, we pay monthly for me to kick butt in this language! Awesome right!

I am so excited! I will show them I can do this. I can improve my Dutch and kick butt at Subway! I have stability and I want to wallow in it! I will show them and me that I can get a permanent contract with them! Oh yeah! No more temp agency for me! Subway! Eat Fresh!

Bad picture but you get the idea! (really bad! makes my head look small!) if you forgot how things work here, read this post, it will refresh your memory!

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Age matters in this country

by Samantha Schmalfuss

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I went on an interview today for a position at Subway here in Hilversum. It has only been open three days but it’s the latest buzz amongst us expats! A little piece of home and they were looking for help so why not apply! I sent them my CV via email, which was in Dutch, and the email was in English. Apparently this was good enough to score an interview today after work. I know, I have a job but it is with a uitzendbureau (temp agency) and my work at Selekt mail is by no means permanent. At any time you can get the call that says you aren’t needed tomorrow or ever. I got that call today; I wasn’t needed tomorrow but will probably be needed on Wednesday. I was on my way home when I got the call, I haven’t gotten the call before and I hate it hence the interview today. I need something a bit more stable here.

The interview was going good. My Dutch is a little lacking but he liked my experience and enthusiasm. We discussed particulars and it seemed I answered it alright. He was straight forward with me, as most Dutchie’s are, and said what he did and didn’t like. There was one thing that came up that, for me, has never been an issue; my age! I am 27 years old, why in the world would my age be a factor here? I remember Dutchie telling me the system but I never paid much mind to it. Here is a chart for you to look at.

per maand

per week

per dag

per uur

€ 1.317

€ 303,90

€ 60,78

€ 8,00

  
 

Leef-
tijd

% van het
minimumloon

per
maand

per
week

per
dag

per
uur

23+

100%

€ 1.317,00

€ 303,90

€ 60,78

€ 8,00

22

85%

€ 1.119,45

€ 258,35

€ 51,67

€ 6,80

21

72,5%

€ 954,85

€ 220,35

€ 44,07

€ 5,80

20

61,5%

€ 809,95

€ 186,90

€ 37,38

€ 4,92

19

52,5%

€ 691,45

€ 159,55

€ 31,91

€ 4,20

18

45,5%

€ 599,25

€ 138,30

€ 27,66

€ 3,64

17

39,5%

€ 520,20

€ 120,05

€ 24,01

€ 3,16

16

34,5%

€ 454,35

€ 104,85

€ 20,97

€ 2,76

15

30%

€ 395,10

€ 91,20

€ 18,24

€ 2,40

Far left, Leeftijd- age, Per maand, per month, per dag, per day and per uur, per hour. The percentage you see, % van het minumumloon is % of minimum wage a person for that age gets. This is for the food industry. Think of it like waitresses in America having a different minimum wage than the rest of the working stiffs. As you can see, it is far cheaper to hire a 15 year old than it is me. He could hire three of them in comparison to one me. This was something he was very honest with me about. He currently had two teenagers behind the counter. One couldn’t have been more than 15 and the other looked about 17. I would be an expensive to him and would have to be worth it. Prove my worth as it were. When he mentioned this I said that sometimes experience is worth more than the money. I mean think about it for a moment. Would you hire a teenager to close up a store, handle the money and make sure all is well at the end of the night? Do they have the responsibility in them? Are they getting paid enough to care? I have closed stores, counted the money at the end of the day and taken responsibility for it and the store. Hopefully my experience and the fact that they need such a person will weigh more to them than the pay they would have to give me.

But really, I have never been put in a place where my age would deter me from getting work. Not in America anyway. My age just would not play a role because I would get the same crappy pay as the teenager behind me. Such a bizarre experience to add to the already accumulating list of cultural differences I see every where!

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Cultural Identity, who can judge?

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Part one of this found here.

I wrote about Princess Maxima and her comment about the Dutch people not having an identity the other day. I wrote about how the Dutch people feel she isn’t Dutch enough to understand the populous, either individually or as a whole. Because she is from Argentina and only a Dutch national for 6 years they feel she doesn’t get them. They have an identity, individualistic and collectively.

So I tossed Dutchie a thought. When I was still living in America, Dutchie and I got into some heated debates about America and the American population. She gave me her opinion on the government and the people as she saw them there in the US and abroad. I saw the country and its people one way ad she saw some completely different things. How can this be? She saw American news as bias and misguided. I knew that the news on particular channels was favored one way or the other but what do you mean misguided? According to her, we didn’t everything she did. Preposterous and around we would go for another round of debates! When I arrived I finally understood. The news was different; the way Americans are perceived here is different from how we see ourselves. But how was I going to know that unless I stepped outside my one limited line of sight? One must really step outside the bubble to see everything that is inside it. If it is too crowded where you stand how are you going to see what is on the other side?

With that said, when I landed here in this little country I had a loud smack of a culture shock and a wakeup call when it came to my own country and previous way of living. What I saw about my own country from their eyes was astonishing. The way they saw our personalities, our policies and government was strong, sometimes good and sometimes bad but definitely had a thought on it all. The continent of Europe deals with America on many levels. Our American culture floods over theirs in the movies, television and other forms of media and entertainment. It is hard to move away from another country when it is all around you. What the government does what the celebrities do and what America creates spills over here. It is the same way on the other side. Business, fashion, government policies etc but not everyone sees it, or cares to. You would have an opinion about such a force too.

If Dutchie steps up to me with her thoughts on my country and all that that means then why can’t someone coming into their country? We now talk a great deal about my experiences here, my thoughts on how I see things and we don’t always agree. I may see something one way and she gets insulted or upset because it is different from what she sees. It is the same thing as when I was living in America. Did that make her think? I am outside her Dutch bubble just as she was outside my American bubble. Maybe the Princess was just trying to say that the Dutch person is an individual and that there is not one personality type that dominates the Dutch population, that they are truly all different and in that respect, isn’t that a compliment? They aren’t mindless drones but rather individuals in their own right. Again, why didn’t the Princess just say that? I haven’t a clue but maybe that is what she was trying to say. One really only knows but like I mentioned earlier the prime minister was trying to straighten it all out. It wasn’t meant to be taken that way. The Princess is in the same position I am and Dutchie is when she goes to America. What do you think? Was she wrong for speaking about the people when she wasn’t one herself or was she simply making an observation about what she sees as an outsider looking in?

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Cultural identity under attack

by Samantha Schmalfuss

What is a cultural identity and do we all have one? Well, there are many Dutchie’s who believe they do and are furious with their Argentinean Princess for making the statement that the Dutch don’t have an identity. It has been news around here, so much so that our prime minister Balkenende tried to smooth things over with the public saying that things didn’t go down well with some people, especially those who are opposed to multiculturalism. I found a blogger who tacked this on www.expatica.com and I found what she said very interesting. Blog writer Michaela is the nomadic type who has an interesting perspective on cultures. When you aren’t partial or attached to any one place you can see outside the box better than those inside. After I read it I shared it with Dutchie and we chatted about what Princess Maxima had to say and why Dutchie’s all over are furious. To say the least, Dutchie had a thing or two to say on the matter and got a tad defensive over the whole thing.

“Who is she to come in here and tell us if we have an identity or not? Just because she married the Crown Prince does not make her an expert on our culture and who we are as individuals!” Maxima met Prince Willem Alexander in 1999, she was granted citizenship in 2001 so that she could marry the Crown Prince in 2002. Like the rest of us who relocate here, she had to take Dutch lessons and get a course in Dutch society. Dutchie states that this alone does not mean she has the ability to assess how she or any other Dutch native is. There are things that the Dutch are known for here in Europe, there individualism, curiosity and straight forwardness. Don’t go by some of the Americans that go and confuse them for Germans, they are very different from Germans, but because some see them as German because of language they don’t see the differences between. Anyway, that’s another topic!

Some people look at the statement she made in this way; that there are too many individualistic identities for there to be a national identity. Why didn’t she just say that Dutchie came out with? I didn’t write the speech so I wouldn’t know but if that’s what she meant, Dutchie is right, she should have said so. A lot of people have taken this one sentence out of an entire speech and lashed out at the Princess. The Dutch have an identity, they have a culture and it is in the small and big things they do, say and feel. Not everything can be put down on a list of identity characteristics like this is typically Dutch, this makes a person Dutch and so on and so forth. There are many things that make a person distinctly Dutch but not all can be seen by the average tourist or expat. A lot of Dutch people have strong characteristics and are curious and straight forward but would a tourist know this by going to the tourist hot spots? Not really and would the average expat see it? Maybe not, it depends on if they care to learn the Dutch folk. The Dutch have a reputation for being rude and I, at one point, thought the same thing when I first met Dutchie. I have come to learn and understand her as well as the average Dutchie. They aren’t rude. They are just curious people who don’t beat around the bush or tip toe around a subject. They will ask you directly, did you vote for Bush or tell you that shirt makes you look fat. Does it mean they are rude? No, it does not. Dutch people won’t talk unless they have something to say, they aren’t big on the pointless chatter, small talk or anything like that. They talk it means they have something to say and they weren’t taught that old saying I was taught; if you don’t have something nice to say, don’t say anything at all. This does not make them rude but people see and listen to them for a moment and assume they are. They aren’t Dutch, they don’t take the time to know them yet make judgment calls based on a week or two here. Expats who live here and are so stuck in their ways from where they came from, don’t want to see the country and culture they put themselves in for what it is; they merely tear it to shreds, say how they do things different in their country and anything else is wrong or strange and this is what the Dutch feel the Princess has done. She isn’t one of them to know and shouldn’t make the comment she has made.

Think about this. I have a friend who is not American but has a strong opinion about America. Now, 95% of what he says, I agree with yet there have been moments where I have gotten so mad because he criticized and judged. He is not American, he has never lived in America long enough to truly appreciate or judge the characteristics of the average American. I am an American, I can say whatever I want, I AM the people and live the things that go on there. I lived there for 25 years and am only 27; this makes me a bit of an expert over him. The point is. People in any country hate it when someone from the outside say how things are and say who we are. The Dutch hate it too. Can I blame them, not really?

Yet at the same time I can see things that Dutchie cannot. She can see things about my culture and country that I cannot; merely for the fact that she isn’t in the thick of it. That’s part two of Cultural Identity!

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This wanna be Dutchie is disappointed

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Well there will be no battle of the teams in this Dutch household. The Yankees lost in their fourth game, 6-4. The Indians take on the Red Sox on Friday in Boston. I am happy for Dutchie, her team makes the next step to the World Series but my goodness was I disappointed! I mean, you have to know they tried when it came to the bat but pitching left much to be desired! Wang started the game and let four runs in after only an inning and a half. What a way to start the game! I really don’t know what Torre was thinking when he put him in as starter when he did crap the first game against the Indians.
And as if the ball club didn’t have enough to deal with as far as the sharp sting of losing, George Steinbrenner isn’t sure he is keeping Torre! He gave him a message, win this or else. The Boss has spoken. On top of that A-Rod might not wear the stripes after this! A handful of ball clubs are willing to pay him up to thirty million a season to have him. His record is amazing and to some he is worth it. Steinbrenner wants to keep A-Rod but one of Rodriguez’s deciding factors will be whether Torre stays. Will other players have the same thoughts? What will happen to the Yankees without Torre? I know there have been other managers but it makes me wonder. So disappointed and worried about the Yanks.

Anthony, a fellow writer, has the scoop on Torre and Steinbrenner here. I read it and sighed. I know he is right in what he writes but damn, so harsh to be a Yankee and sometimes just as harsh to be a fan.

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President Bush and the Children of America

by Samantha Schmalfuss

 ”In a new term, we will lead an aggressive effort to enroll millions of children who are eligible but not signed up for government health insurance programs. We will not allow, he said, a lack of attention, or information, to stand between these children and the health care they need.” Fox News 

How quickly we forget our promises Mr. President!

I doubt I am not the only one infuriated with President Bush and his veto on the State Children’s Health Insurance Program’s expansion of funds the other day. Outraged and boiling mad when I think about that man and his inability to take care of the nation’s people and their problems. I simply cannot believe he can be so heartless! I could go on about the man and what I think of his policies in Iraq but for right now this veto has given me plenty of fuel to go on a rant ten pages long but I promise it won’t be that long.
SCHIP, as it is known, provides health coverage for roughly 6 million of America’s children whose parents don’t qualify for Medicaid but don’t make enough for private insurance. Congress passed a bill extending funds for the program to further aid children in the program but also enough funds to add an addition 4 million children in need; $35 billion over the course of five years is what was approved by Congress. Leave it to the wise leader to reject something to help so many and suggest that $5 billion over five years would be sufficient. No wait, if more money is needed, more than his 20% increase than he is willing to work with Congress but Congress wants to override his veto stating it isn’t enough. Someone needs to tell him the rising medical costs and the fact that more employers drop their coverage to employees because it is getting to be too much; either that or they are greedy. In either case who can afford the doctors bills, hospital stays or the rising costs of medical coverage.

After I left my father’s house, but before I moved here, I had one job that would give me benefits. That is six years of working and I had benefits for just shy of two years of that. There was a period where I worked two jobs and still couldn’t muster enough for insurance. To tell you the truth, I couldn’t think about such things. A roof over my head, food in my belly and some clothes were my main priorities. I lived with my ex and her family for a nice while and even then the two of us struggled. When we finally got a place of our own, life was by no means easy. I finally had that job that gave me benefits and they took my costs out of my pay but that didn’t mean life was peachy. I still had co-pays and things the coverage just wouldn’t cover and with food and rent expensive as it was, you didn’t always go to the doctor like you should. My point is this. People need this, I could have used it and so could have my ex. There are millions of people just like me and her who struggle everyday to make ends meet and don’t get medical because they simply cannot afford it.

Part of Bush’s issue with this whole thing is that he is afraid that the health care system will eventually turn into a government run system. CNN
Bush used his radio address to once again make the case that he believes the spending increase sought primarily by Democrats is a step “toward their goal of government-run health care for every American.” “Government-run health care would deprive Americans of the choice and competition that comes from the private market,” he said. “It would cause huge increases in government spending.”

Now this is where I have a big problem. What would be wrong with a system where the government made sure its people had what they needed. Take for example Canada, while their health care system is not socialized medicine, the government does pay for nearly 100% of the costs while putting in little for prescription drug costs, dental and emergency medical services. Even with the three not always fully covered it takes a lot of the weight off the Canadian. What the government doesn’t pay for the average person can still afford what it doesn’t, besides we all know how cheap prescriptions are in Canada, a lot of Americans get their prescriptions online through Canadian sites. The Netherlands at one point had the socialized medicine, or government run medical system where they monitor and cover the costs, making it affordable for its people. Dutchie actually had this once upon a time, not too long ago either. She paid every quarter for her coverage and it was €150 and that is including dental and extra insurance. However, she at one point only paid thirty. Do you know what happened? There were people who were rather wealthy who thought it was unfair that they had this system. The less you made the less you paid and the more you made, the more you paid. They thought it wasn’t fair because people with smaller incomes could get medical coverage through the government, people over a certain annual pay would get coverage through the private sector. They thought it wasn’t fair; make it a level playing field. So now Dutchie pays €100 a month, not a quarter and the coverage is less than what she had. If you make under, roughly €20,000 a year, you can apply for a tax break to help cover the costs. It isn’t much but at least they can get help right? This privatized coverage hurts a lot of people. Here in the Netherlands it is mandated to have insurance or else you are fined until you do and then you have to pay back coverage. So either way you have to pay for it and it hurts. Between me and Dutchie we pay €250 a month to have medical and dental coverage where before it would have cost us €200 a quarter and would have had better coverage. This is what privatization does. At least with the old system everyone could afford it. There is one good thing about the system we now have here and this was in practice even before it was privatized. Children from time of birth until they are 18 have full medical and dental coverage. It doesn’t cost the parents anything no matter what their child needs. I understand that privatizing things helps the market grow, in theory, and it gives the public options they otherwise wouldn’t have but one must consider the fact that almost 70% of the American public struggle to have coverage… Most don’t actually have any medical coverage at all and therefore either doesn’t go to the doctors when needed or pile on so much in the way of medical bills that they never see the light of day from it. How does that help the country? The fact that he has vetoed the chance for so many children to have the medical attention they so desperately need makes me sick. He is a selfish, ignorant man who can’t even see what he does to the people he is supposed to protect. Why veto money needed to take care of today’s children so they can have a chance to be the future? He says it would increase government spending. Does he think that if the poorer people had a chance, there might be a decrease in spending elsewhere? There is government spending for Medicaid and Medicare, if it was rolled all into one, wouldn’t that decrease spending. Besides it isn’t like Dutchie didn’t pay for her government controlled medical coverage, she most certainly did, it was just cheaper so if you make it nationwide, you would still get money coming in from the people but they could still afford it. Makes sense to me. Then again, I am just an opinionated American; they won’t listen to what I have to say anyway. People listen to good ol’ Mr. President who is all about the big buck and breaks his promises to poor children. Oh yeah, listen to him instead!

Read about coverage in Holland here and here.

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Baseball fans in Holland

by Samantha Schmalfuss

Oh, to be in Holland during the playoffs is madness! We are six hours ahead of the US so if there is a 8pm game in Boston, we aren’t watching it live! 2am for a game is too much; reality does kick in bright an early the next day so there is a disadvantage here. I am a Yankee fan and sadly, Dutchie is a Boston Red Sox fan, especially a Coco Crisp fan, so we both find this frustrating but Dutchie did something wonderful this season! On www.mlb.com for a reasonable price, $14.95, we were able to listen to regular season games, live and archived. Now granted you can’t see the action but at least you weren’t behind or depending solely on news. It worked especially well for Dutchie, who could listen to it first thing in the morning while working. We faithfully paid attention to the battle for first, which Yankees lost, and as the season came to a close we pondered what to do for the post season. We could purchase the radio broadcasts again, purchase the television broadcasts live or pay for the package where you watch all televised games but it has to be archived for just $24.95; this is post game and World Series. We opted this last option and for good reason.

We can watch the games, get the game and all its splendor, or horror, and get a really good deal. If the post season games are primarily at night, or late afternoon, why get it live if we would have to watch it archived anyway but pay the price for live games? Diligently we have loaded up the games the next morning and watched it through without checking the scores. We have even had to avoid emails from my mom who is a Sox fan. The temptation is great I assure you! Just take a peek at the MLB site or go to my yahoo sports but I have not! I haven’t been able to watch baseball since I lived in the US; I want the chance to watch it damn it!

As I write this, we are watching the second game, Red Sox Vs Angels. We have already suffered my second game. 1-2 was the final score after 11 innings for those who don’t know and my goodness I was at the edge of my couch, especially when they pulled Pettitte and put in Chamberlain! What a horrid inning! Two wilds and a bunt and the Indians took the lead and kept it! Riviera didn’t fare much better but nothing could have been worse than that pitching. Never mind the fact that they took us for a good ride in game one 12-3! We needed this game so we could go back to NY with a foot in the door but, hey, it just wasn’t happening was it!

Not only is it a pain in the butt to get baseball in a nation who loves their football, soccer, but on top of that, I married a woman with no taste in a sport she doesn’t even get here! She sits on the couch, just as I did, intense look on her face, bellowing at the bad moves and practically dancing with glee when they actually get it right! It’s an intense house right now. I promise, we will go to bed happy people no matter the score at the end of this game but no promises during the game!

See what this fellow 451press writer has to say on the game!

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