Karatau, which means Black Mountain in the Kazakh language, was my Peace Corps site for two years. It’s a small Kazakh town with a population of roughly 30,000 people (No one is quite sure what the real population is. When I arrived in Karatau in August, 1997, there may have been up to 35,000-45,000 people. When I left in June, 1999, the population may have ranged from 15,000-25,000). It’s one of the dying towns in Kazakhstan. Many people have left for better jobs in the bigger cities. This in turn has left many vacant buildings. During my two years in Karatau, I watched over 20 of these buildings be demolished around my school and apartment.
Here are also some miscellaneous pictures from Karatau from early Summer, 1998. I just recently found these pictures. This was probably one of the most beautiful times to be in Karatau. Spring came late after a long cold winter. When it did come, things became green immediately. It was during this time that I met some Russian students. They made me some pictures to take back to the states. I was the first American many had seen. A couple of these students became my computer students the next year. I have also included a copy of my speech to the people of Karatau I “had” to give in June, 1999. It was done entirely in Kazakh. I wrote 90 percent of the speech myself. Aizhan, my host sister, helped me with the rest.
Akim Government building in KaratauPalace of Culture in KaratauUnfinished mosque in Karatau, KazakhstanKaratau, KazakhstanKaratau Lyceum, Karatau, KazakhstanMy school behind the apartment building (the apartment building was torn down a couple of months later)
Karatau Mountains, Karatau, KazakhstanA view of the Karatau Hills (foothills of the Karatau Mountains)
Karatau, KazakhstanLargest building in Karatau
Karatau, KazakhstanView of the unfinished Turkish mosque
Karatau, KazakhstanWinter, 1997, in Karatau.
Main road to TarazOne of the main streets in KaratauVictory Memorial (Zhengnis means Victory in Kazakh)Demolished apartments next to my schoolMore demolish apartment buildingsMost of the materials are sold to make new homes in the bigger citiesMy Kazakh student, Karatau, KazakhstanMy student, Gulnara (blue coat) selling bread in frigid temperatures
My students cleaning the streets in KaratauGulnara and AinuraSpring thunderstorm (view of my school)My students marching in the town square for Victory DayOutskirts of Karatau (most of the population lives here)Outskirts of KaratauAnother view of the Karatau HillsLake Zhartas (Zhartas means cliff in Kazakh)Lake ZhartasA stream on the outskirts of KaratauZhana Zhilman means “Happy New Year” in Kazakh (the post office gave it to me)Kazakhstan emblemOne of my Russian students drew the picture of the Kazakhstani emblem for me
Another picture drawn by another Russian student (Lev is Russian for lion)Russian student drawing, Karatau, KazakhstanMy farewell speech to the people of Karatau