The Orientation Week

The orientation week here is much better than anything I had my first week as an international student at Cal.

Here is the program from the official orientation welcoming event.

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Hope you can read the program even despite my camera’s blurry filter.

 

They had music programs in between talks! Performed by University of Oslo’s students and staff. I found it amazing.

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A casual soprano performance accompanied by harp. Culture.

 

Before you arrive to Oslo you are organized into buddy groups along with other exchange students. They are called buddy groups not only because you become ‘buddies’ with your group people but also because you get one or two ‘actual’ buddies who are exchange students who have already spent some time in Oslo prior to your arrival (usually a semester) or actual, true Norwegians. Wow. These buddies will act as one of multiple resources that the university provides for you to make your adjustment smoother. All because you can ask questions and they can answer!

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Ice skating in the city. Cold but worth it. (?)

 

I was put into a buddy group that was consist only of Psychology students (I’m a Psychology/Sociology major). There were other buddy groups that were organized via different principle as well, but you basically end up with exchange students from your own department. If you wanna meet people from other departments, try going to student events, parties, or attend a Norwegian language class. That’ll help!

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This is a picture of one of the rooms of the National Gallery (which holds the famous Scream by Munch, btw). I went there with a few of my buddy group people. Hope that proves that buddy groups are good places to meet people who would go to galleries with you.

 

The Orientation week here is called Buddy week. The name is different but the essence is the same–many events, and if you attend all of them you’ll be pretty occupied. Still, try. We had ice-skating events (at an open-air rink in between buildings in the middle of Oslo), pub crawls, and movie nights. Pick and choose! My favorite was half a day sightseeing tour on a bus, to which I was late but still enjoyed seeing the city. You get to get off at a few places, which is nice. They say during summer they had events like barbecues by the lake, which sounds amazing but does not mean that the Fall semester is better than Spring, of course.

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THE lake. It’s called Sognsvann and is 10-20 minutes away by foot from my student housing. A different student housing is 5 minutes away from this place. It’s really wonderful here, as you can walk around it, jog around it, or ski and hike around/from it.

 

All in all, very enjoyable. Highly recommended not to miss and to come on time for the orientation.

 

Today’s poem is by Olav H. Hauge for a change.

It’s the Dream
Translated by Robin Fulton

It’s the dream we carry in secret
that something miraculous will happen,
that it must happen –
that time will open
that the heart will open
that doors will open
that the mountains will open
that springs will gush –
that the dream will open,
that one morning we will glide into
some little harbour we didn’t know was there.

More on Olav H. Hauge here.

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The Classes Start!

Uh-oh, the best part of being a student.

When you register for classes, you’ll find that the system here is very different from that of Berkeley. It’s normal for students here to take 30 credits, which is normally 3 classes. That would make one a full-time student. As I can gather from conversations with Norwegian students, it’s possible to take even less.

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My heaviest load. All of the classes start on different dates, so my last class starts in March! Pretty weird for me, but I’ll take it.

 

Lectures are normally two hours or more, including 15 minutes of late start and 15 minute breaks every 45 minutes, not bad huh? For example, my Gender Studies class starts at 12:15pm and lasts till 2pm, with a break from 1pm – 1:15pm (when my professor is in a good mood). Plus, all classes start at different times! Some of mine started in January, some in February, and my last class starts in March.

 

You’ll find format of big lectures similar to Cal. Smaller classes, however, feel more directed and supervised than those of Berkeley. I.e. there is too little discussion to my taste, thus, little opportunity to challenge and question assigned readings and other materials. It might be the way professors teach or natural Norwegian shyness; I will never know.

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The empty hallway with tables and chairs in Psychology building. Free to use 🙂

 

One major thing that everybody notices when they study abroad in Norway–there is only 1 exam per course and little to no assignments (non if you’re lucky).  Completely different from Berkeley, where having something due every week is a normal thing. Therefore, overall pressure in the beginning of the semester might seem light and almost non-existent. Though students here promise stressful few days as well as sleepless nights before the exam. Exciting things to look forward to!

 

I’ve got to express my love to UiO’s truly wonderful study spaces! Study or Netflix, there are numerous places to sit down and do your thing. Almost all of the hallways have tables and chairs, and there are empty classroom-like spaces for you to use as well. Love it.

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The big hallway in Eilert Sundt’s hus, the Social Sciences building. It has several big tables for people to occupy and eat, sleep, or study. Freedom of choice!
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U1 student cafè-bar in the Soc Sci building’s basement. Did I tell you that every building has its own bar and cafè? It’s completely student run and has 5 kr (~70 cents) coffee. And all those empty tables! What more do you need.

 

Today’s poem is from Ibsen, of course.

Pallid star! Despatch a sign
From the heights eternal! —
For the soul’s eye twinkle, shine
Friendly, though supernal! — —

Must thy symbolled message seek
To rouse yearning merely?
Teach me so that I may tweak
Future’s veil, see clearly! —

From “To the Star” by Henrik Ibsen, trans. by John Northam

Read the whole poem here.