So I really wanted my own food. Even if it wouldn't taste completely like home (their sauces here, though not spicy, are definitely different. Sweeter in a lot of cases.) I have the ingredients now to make pasta, but what about implements.
I, armed with advice from Linda, used the skillet to boil water with. It is high enough on the sides to do the trick. Then when it was done boiling, I drained my pasta very carefully. See I don't have a strainer too. Several spoons utilized like chopsticks did a lot better than I feared. Then it is a matter of combining sauce and cheese. Voila! Food!
Things are different. However they are doable. Sometimes it is just a matter of being creative and willing to be flexible. Running and complaining at every snag gets you know where. When you are in difficult situations that conventional methods are not feasible, then think outside the box.
Friday, September 30, 2011
Groceries
Went into town today to get groceries. Needed them quite a bit. Have a three day weekend ahead of me.
I wanted to make speghetti. Sadly, the sauce isn't the same as in America. What I wouldn't give for prego. Anyrate, got my noodles and sauce. I really like a little cheese in my pasta so went to get some. Not only did I get cheese... but it had an extra packet of cheese taped to it so I got another smaller bag of it for free! Love shopping in Korea!
I went with a friend and we decided to walk back. It is a 5 minute drive. However walking is an hour. We were just starting out when someone stopped and said he knew us. So my friend and I climbed in (Korea is a strangely trusting place) and he questioned us as to if we knew his daughter who goes to our school. Kinda... but not in our classes so not really.
Thankfully nothing horrible happened from going with that stranger. He was who he said he was. We didn't have to walk that far, though we were willing. And I can make my own food! Now to go get that cheese out :)
I wanted to make speghetti. Sadly, the sauce isn't the same as in America. What I wouldn't give for prego. Anyrate, got my noodles and sauce. I really like a little cheese in my pasta so went to get some. Not only did I get cheese... but it had an extra packet of cheese taped to it so I got another smaller bag of it for free! Love shopping in Korea!
I went with a friend and we decided to walk back. It is a 5 minute drive. However walking is an hour. We were just starting out when someone stopped and said he knew us. So my friend and I climbed in (Korea is a strangely trusting place) and he questioned us as to if we knew his daughter who goes to our school. Kinda... but not in our classes so not really.
Thankfully nothing horrible happened from going with that stranger. He was who he said he was. We didn't have to walk that far, though we were willing. And I can make my own food! Now to go get that cheese out :)
Thursday, September 29, 2011
Studious
My students are very much focused on doing well on their grades. Midterms are next week, so all they do is study. They stop only to go to class, eat, and walk between buildings.
A lot of students are pulling all nighters. Today in class, since International classes do not count for an actual grade nor do we do midterms, I played a video on the Phoenicians. All but one student was asleep within minutes. I didn't wake them up. There was no need. If I had given study time, they would have studied. I'm worried about their basic needs of which one is sleep. They know this particular content because we spent several days on it. This was simply an extension of that so that they were more exposed to English.
They are only in middle school yet work this hard. I admire them, but wouldn't trade my life for theirs. I like who I am and know that my own experiences shaped me into who I am today. They experiences will shape them as well. It is my job to make sure they can get there... knowing more English if possible.
A lot of students are pulling all nighters. Today in class, since International classes do not count for an actual grade nor do we do midterms, I played a video on the Phoenicians. All but one student was asleep within minutes. I didn't wake them up. There was no need. If I had given study time, they would have studied. I'm worried about their basic needs of which one is sleep. They know this particular content because we spent several days on it. This was simply an extension of that so that they were more exposed to English.
They are only in middle school yet work this hard. I admire them, but wouldn't trade my life for theirs. I like who I am and know that my own experiences shaped me into who I am today. They experiences will shape them as well. It is my job to make sure they can get there... knowing more English if possible.
Rain
Today is the first day that it has rained. It is not even 8am yet, but I wanted to type what I have seen and learned.
First off, it is only a drizzle. A light rain compared to the torrential downpours the mid west can experience. Enough to make you wish you were wearing a hoody. Did I bring any with me? Nope. Sure wish I had. It is nice a cool with calming rain in the background and cloudy weather to soften the eyes. I want to curl up and relax. I love rainy weather!
I borrowed an umbrella as I don't have one. I was told to not leave it by the door of the cafe like everyone else. It will disappear. Free umbrella! So it stayed with me just like the bag I carry with my things in it for the day.
As we were walking to the main building, we passed by the boys' high school dorm. There was a huge group just under shelter putting on shoes (normally they just wear slippers because that is what they have to wear inside the school buildings and classrooms). That wouldn't work today. I was told it wasn't unusual for 3 or 4 boys that ask to walk under your umbrella with you to attempt to stay out of the rain.
Koreans, it turns out, has the belief that if your head gets rained on, then your hair will fall out.
First off, it is only a drizzle. A light rain compared to the torrential downpours the mid west can experience. Enough to make you wish you were wearing a hoody. Did I bring any with me? Nope. Sure wish I had. It is nice a cool with calming rain in the background and cloudy weather to soften the eyes. I want to curl up and relax. I love rainy weather!
I borrowed an umbrella as I don't have one. I was told to not leave it by the door of the cafe like everyone else. It will disappear. Free umbrella! So it stayed with me just like the bag I carry with my things in it for the day.
As we were walking to the main building, we passed by the boys' high school dorm. There was a huge group just under shelter putting on shoes (normally they just wear slippers because that is what they have to wear inside the school buildings and classrooms). That wouldn't work today. I was told it wasn't unusual for 3 or 4 boys that ask to walk under your umbrella with you to attempt to stay out of the rain.
Koreans, it turns out, has the belief that if your head gets rained on, then your hair will fall out.
Wednesday, September 28, 2011
Routine.
I can not stress enough how important it is to get a routine down as quickly as possible when you travel overseas. Have people you hang out with at certain times. Have activities you do on schedule so that what, where, and how you do those activities are extremely familiar. This helps you to deal with culture shock when it hits... whether quickly or gradually.
This is what I have been doing. Before I came here, I had started daily devotions by reading a chapter a day out of the Bible. I began with Romans and am now in 2 Corinthians. When I got here, it was hard to not just crawl in bed and hide. I kept it up.
Also, the staff have worship every morning at the school. It is routine to meet together. If for nothing else, then the familiarity. Usually though, I gain something from it.
Then a dear friend of mine agreed to do an online Bible study on facebook. We message each other as we read along anything we find, observe, realize, or just thoughts on what the other person said. This is something I have found extremely gratifying because I am digging deeper into the Bible with a friend.
Several times a week after classes are over, a few English teaching staff meet together to play monopoly deal. A stress reliever that has saved me several times. We play in the same room with the same general group of people around the same time. And it is fun.
Meal times I always go with one of the English teaching staff. We leave the main building together. We talk and walk to the cafe. We eat and comment. Then we head out together. It is a routine. Something you can depend on.
Also a friend and I go walking two or three times a week depending on the schedule. We got almost if not more than two miles. It is always at the same time of day... with the day depending on other commitments. Something I can count on.
Something I want to add to my routine is Tai Chi several times a week. This is a slow and easy exercise that will help strengthen my joints as well as improve my balance.
Tonight I tried something new... to see if it was something I might also want to add to my life. Hip Hop dance moves... more fast paced than Tai Chi. Something to help burn restless energy that can plague a person. In the next week I will either keep it or get rid of it. Don't be afraid to add new things to your life.
Routine is very important overseas. Yes, I may want to sleep in just once. I won't let myself though. No matter if I have less to do, I get up. I won't sleep in on weekdays for any reason. It is routine.
Routine helps with adjusting to a new place and creating familiarity around you. This familiarity saves your hide when the frustration and despair stage hit you. I am not immune to culture shock. I have started to experience it. I know it will get worse before it gets better. Knowing this, I pray and mentally prepare myself to have a good day.
This is what I have been doing. Before I came here, I had started daily devotions by reading a chapter a day out of the Bible. I began with Romans and am now in 2 Corinthians. When I got here, it was hard to not just crawl in bed and hide. I kept it up.
Also, the staff have worship every morning at the school. It is routine to meet together. If for nothing else, then the familiarity. Usually though, I gain something from it.
Then a dear friend of mine agreed to do an online Bible study on facebook. We message each other as we read along anything we find, observe, realize, or just thoughts on what the other person said. This is something I have found extremely gratifying because I am digging deeper into the Bible with a friend.
Several times a week after classes are over, a few English teaching staff meet together to play monopoly deal. A stress reliever that has saved me several times. We play in the same room with the same general group of people around the same time. And it is fun.
Meal times I always go with one of the English teaching staff. We leave the main building together. We talk and walk to the cafe. We eat and comment. Then we head out together. It is a routine. Something you can depend on.
Also a friend and I go walking two or three times a week depending on the schedule. We got almost if not more than two miles. It is always at the same time of day... with the day depending on other commitments. Something I can count on.
Something I want to add to my routine is Tai Chi several times a week. This is a slow and easy exercise that will help strengthen my joints as well as improve my balance.
Tonight I tried something new... to see if it was something I might also want to add to my life. Hip Hop dance moves... more fast paced than Tai Chi. Something to help burn restless energy that can plague a person. In the next week I will either keep it or get rid of it. Don't be afraid to add new things to your life.
Routine is very important overseas. Yes, I may want to sleep in just once. I won't let myself though. No matter if I have less to do, I get up. I won't sleep in on weekdays for any reason. It is routine.
Routine helps with adjusting to a new place and creating familiarity around you. This familiarity saves your hide when the frustration and despair stage hit you. I am not immune to culture shock. I have started to experience it. I know it will get worse before it gets better. Knowing this, I pray and mentally prepare myself to have a good day.
Puppy Love - Story
Went to the cafe for supper. Sat down with my tray of food and began eating. They eat really quickly over here, so I am always the last one done. I'm tired of everyone waiting on me, so do my best to keep up.
It was a pleasant evening. The students were slowly clearing out to play, when walking past some girls pointed and began talking. We looked at each other baffled, then glanced under our table.
Behold, a little light-brown, short-haired dog. She was sitting adorable under the table between all of us. We tried to pet her but she sniffed our fingers and edged away. She ended sitting on the feet of the one person who wasn't paying her attention. It was so cute.
She liked the food offered but wouldn't come out for anything. The ladies working in the cafeteria saw and slowly began trying to figure out how to coax the thin little one from beneath the tables. Finally, rice cake on a stick became the solution. It was hilarious to watch one of the ladies holding out the treat and walking rapidly to the open doors with excited puppy in tow.
Feel sorry for the little dog. It looks like she should have a pile of pups somewhere nearby. She is to thin for being in such a state. However, that is the way life is here. It brightened the evening considerably and proved entertaining even after we left as we continued to ooh and aah over the dog that had visited us.
It was a pleasant evening. The students were slowly clearing out to play, when walking past some girls pointed and began talking. We looked at each other baffled, then glanced under our table.
Behold, a little light-brown, short-haired dog. She was sitting adorable under the table between all of us. We tried to pet her but she sniffed our fingers and edged away. She ended sitting on the feet of the one person who wasn't paying her attention. It was so cute.
She liked the food offered but wouldn't come out for anything. The ladies working in the cafeteria saw and slowly began trying to figure out how to coax the thin little one from beneath the tables. Finally, rice cake on a stick became the solution. It was hilarious to watch one of the ladies holding out the treat and walking rapidly to the open doors with excited puppy in tow.
Feel sorry for the little dog. It looks like she should have a pile of pups somewhere nearby. She is to thin for being in such a state. However, that is the way life is here. It brightened the evening considerably and proved entertaining even after we left as we continued to ooh and aah over the dog that had visited us.
Not Interested - Cute Story
The dress code here is a bit strict. There are people at the beginning of the day who insist that each student not up to standard pick up ten pieces of trash from around the building. Once inside they are scott free.
It is common to see boys pull their ties loose while in class. If they take them off, we make them put them back on. So they know where to draw the line.
The other day, one of the students had adjusted his shirt (which should be tucked in) or something. The assistant Korean teacher helping me yelled at him, "Aw! I don't want to see your boxers!"
He jumped and looked startled "Aw! I'm not interested in you! I don't want you to see either!"
It is common to see boys pull their ties loose while in class. If they take them off, we make them put them back on. So they know where to draw the line.
The other day, one of the students had adjusted his shirt (which should be tucked in) or something. The assistant Korean teacher helping me yelled at him, "Aw! I don't want to see your boxers!"
He jumped and looked startled "Aw! I'm not interested in you! I don't want you to see either!"
Positive Thinking - Cute Story
It is almost time for midterms. So I decided that since we were at the end of a chapter in our textbooks, the freshman (7th grade in US) culture (social studies in US) class would draw a poster to attract immigrants (key concept) to South Korea.
One of the students wanted to draw Korea on his paper. He is a perfectionist. He laid the paper on his textbook so that he could trace the outline of Korea on the paper. However, the printer paper was too thick to see through. He exclaimed, "Ah! It is too thick to see through!"
I suggested he place that page of the textbook against the window and his blank paper over it so that the light coming through would allow him to see the shape of Korea. He agreed and eagerly jumped up. Startled by his enthusiasm and worried about how he would feel if this plan failed, I cautioned him. "It might not work," I said.
He grinned at me, "But it might work." It worked.
One of the students wanted to draw Korea on his paper. He is a perfectionist. He laid the paper on his textbook so that he could trace the outline of Korea on the paper. However, the printer paper was too thick to see through. He exclaimed, "Ah! It is too thick to see through!"
I suggested he place that page of the textbook against the window and his blank paper over it so that the light coming through would allow him to see the shape of Korea. He agreed and eagerly jumped up. Startled by his enthusiasm and worried about how he would feel if this plan failed, I cautioned him. "It might not work," I said.
He grinned at me, "But it might work." It worked.
Tuesday, September 27, 2011
Psalms
On facebook, a friend has a ministry posting different Psalms to help you get through life. I really like them.
Last night I was encouraged to claim one not just for a little while... but for life. I plan to.
Here are more texts that mean a lot to me since I am so faraway from all that is familiar doing my best to live for God. Each means so much more now after going through hardships than they did when I was innocent of the despair that our lives often hold.
We depend exclusively on God; He's everything we need! ~Psalm 33:20 (RRPV)
God is my Rock and Salvation, my Great Defender; there is nothing that I fear! ~Psalm 62:6 (RRPV) - This is the one I claimed and was challenged to continue to claim.
Lord, teach me how You want me to live so that I may faithfully follow Your divine will for my life. Give me a heart that desires nothing more than to worship You. ~Psalm 86:11 (RRPV)
Engulfed by a sea of troubles, I cry out to my Savior! Hear my cries for help, God; answer my prayers. ~Psalm 130:1-2 (RRPV)
I'm turning my life over to You, God, knowing that You've already rescued me-for You are my ever-faithful Savior. ~Psalm 31:5 (RRPV)
Your words are a bright beacon blazing a brilliant path through a dark and difficult world. ~Psalm 119:105 (RRPV)
Last night I was encouraged to claim one not just for a little while... but for life. I plan to.
Here are more texts that mean a lot to me since I am so faraway from all that is familiar doing my best to live for God. Each means so much more now after going through hardships than they did when I was innocent of the despair that our lives often hold.
We depend exclusively on God; He's everything we need! ~Psalm 33:20 (RRPV)
God is my Rock and Salvation, my Great Defender; there is nothing that I fear! ~Psalm 62:6 (RRPV) - This is the one I claimed and was challenged to continue to claim.
Lord, teach me how You want me to live so that I may faithfully follow Your divine will for my life. Give me a heart that desires nothing more than to worship You. ~Psalm 86:11 (RRPV)
Engulfed by a sea of troubles, I cry out to my Savior! Hear my cries for help, God; answer my prayers. ~Psalm 130:1-2 (RRPV)
I'm turning my life over to You, God, knowing that You've already rescued me-for You are my ever-faithful Savior. ~Psalm 31:5 (RRPV)
Your words are a bright beacon blazing a brilliant path through a dark and difficult world. ~Psalm 119:105 (RRPV)
Personal Bubble
I don't think I have blogged before concerning Koreans and personal bubbles. It is something I admire and want to mention here.
Korea is a relatively small place for the high amount of population in one place. They are used to having to stand close to each other on the street corner, on the bus, in the train station. If they accidently bump into you, why should they apologize when no harm was meant? There is really no personal bubble here.
Now why this fascinate me...
It is the amount of touching that they do. You see a group of friends hanging out... well, let me tell you a story.
Just before one of my classes today, some of the boys were chilling at their desks doing whatever. One boy had his head resting in another boy's lap. The other boy was then leaning on top of him. Not something you see in America. I've seen them arrange each others' hair, recline on each other, hand hands or lock arms. Boys and girls both do this within each gender.
Americans would view this as "all over each other" and especially in America it would be assumed that those in question were gay. This is not the case here. I am rather jealous that they can be comfortable around each other like this and just be good friends.
Watching how the students interact often reminds me of some of the things Christians should also be standing for: friendliness, eager to hang out and get to know one another, respect... all things we think we have in our lives until we see it in full bloom in another culture. Yes I have my close friends whom I care for and care for me. Yes I love my family and understand that they have my back. I'm not saying that this isn't the case. I'm saying that Americans are too easily offended as well as quick to judge. Traits a nation founded on Christian principles shouldn't have.
Korea is a relatively small place for the high amount of population in one place. They are used to having to stand close to each other on the street corner, on the bus, in the train station. If they accidently bump into you, why should they apologize when no harm was meant? There is really no personal bubble here.
Now why this fascinate me...
It is the amount of touching that they do. You see a group of friends hanging out... well, let me tell you a story.
Just before one of my classes today, some of the boys were chilling at their desks doing whatever. One boy had his head resting in another boy's lap. The other boy was then leaning on top of him. Not something you see in America. I've seen them arrange each others' hair, recline on each other, hand hands or lock arms. Boys and girls both do this within each gender.
Americans would view this as "all over each other" and especially in America it would be assumed that those in question were gay. This is not the case here. I am rather jealous that they can be comfortable around each other like this and just be good friends.
Watching how the students interact often reminds me of some of the things Christians should also be standing for: friendliness, eager to hang out and get to know one another, respect... all things we think we have in our lives until we see it in full bloom in another culture. Yes I have my close friends whom I care for and care for me. Yes I love my family and understand that they have my back. I'm not saying that this isn't the case. I'm saying that Americans are too easily offended as well as quick to judge. Traits a nation founded on Christian principles shouldn't have.
2 Corinthians 4:1
Therefore, since we have this ministry, as we have received mercy, we do not lose heart.
Monday, September 26, 2011
Korean Drama
Korean culture is centered around the media. One aspect of this that shows itself is in their television dramas.
A Korean drama is 50% crying. You have emotional outburts, problems, etc. This extra drama beyond normal bleeds into Korean society.
Most Korean relationships are considered good only if there is problems and drama. If the relationship has nothing wrong with it, then problems are created or the significant other is dropped. A normal relationship to them requires many tears and frustration.
This is a good reason for Westerners to avoid relationships with Koreans if they are sensitive to such situations. I am very much opposed to drama and avoid it as much as possible. I wouldn't be able to handle unrealistic problems and fictional drama. Someone getting upset over nothing is bothersome to me.
Not all Koreans are this way, but so many Koreans watch Korean dramas on television that it is very prevalent throughout their lives. Hopefully this does not enter the classroom where logical reasoning is preferred.
A Korean drama is 50% crying. You have emotional outburts, problems, etc. This extra drama beyond normal bleeds into Korean society.
Most Korean relationships are considered good only if there is problems and drama. If the relationship has nothing wrong with it, then problems are created or the significant other is dropped. A normal relationship to them requires many tears and frustration.
This is a good reason for Westerners to avoid relationships with Koreans if they are sensitive to such situations. I am very much opposed to drama and avoid it as much as possible. I wouldn't be able to handle unrealistic problems and fictional drama. Someone getting upset over nothing is bothersome to me.
Not all Koreans are this way, but so many Koreans watch Korean dramas on television that it is very prevalent throughout their lives. Hopefully this does not enter the classroom where logical reasoning is preferred.
Teaching English - Challenge
It is evidently a challenge not to get fired here.
The English teachers are teaching students who hold a lot of sway over their international classes.
If the students go home and say they are bored, then the parents complain to the school. In order to avoid this, the teacher has to find ways to keep the kids happy and excited without crossing the line to the point where the administration gets upset.
If the students go home and say that class is too hard, then the parents complain to the school. In order to avoid this, the teacher must walk a careful line to ensure the students learn without losing motivation. It is truly a challenge.
However, the students want to get along. They are friendly and if you can encourage them to learn for the sake of learning then you are set.
It is a matter of teaching just right. My style has too many worksheets in it. Not enough lecture. I have a friend who would have the perfect teaching style, but again even she would have to stay motivated herself. The teacher must not lose focus.
An example of this is after my classes, the administration asks my students how class went. If they have any complaints... they are taken to the Korean teacher in my room who then must talk to me about becoming better. Awkward.
The English teachers are teaching students who hold a lot of sway over their international classes.
If the students go home and say they are bored, then the parents complain to the school. In order to avoid this, the teacher has to find ways to keep the kids happy and excited without crossing the line to the point where the administration gets upset.
If the students go home and say that class is too hard, then the parents complain to the school. In order to avoid this, the teacher must walk a careful line to ensure the students learn without losing motivation. It is truly a challenge.
However, the students want to get along. They are friendly and if you can encourage them to learn for the sake of learning then you are set.
It is a matter of teaching just right. My style has too many worksheets in it. Not enough lecture. I have a friend who would have the perfect teaching style, but again even she would have to stay motivated herself. The teacher must not lose focus.
An example of this is after my classes, the administration asks my students how class went. If they have any complaints... they are taken to the Korean teacher in my room who then must talk to me about becoming better. Awkward.
Mid Term Frenzy - Story
Next week is midterms for these students. The international classes I teach do not count for grades, so the students are not as excited to study for me right now. In addition to that, the Korean teacher in my classroom said to avoid quizzes and tests right now until after midterms.
There are the co-teacher classes that I speak randomly on anything for 20 minutes. The main teachers in those room have to get their students ready for midterms. One of the teachers asked that I not visit until after midterms. More free time for me.
Story: After lunch I went down the classroom that was a co-teaching room. I stood with the students outside in the hallway wondering where the teacher was. None of my keys open either door to that classroom. The teachers are traditionally later here. When the teacher arrived and asked me not to come in, I waved goodbye to my students and started to walk away... they all in unison raised their hands as well and said bye. It was so cute. Think about Happy Feet the movie where all the penguins start doing the same thing at the same time... CUTE!
There are the co-teacher classes that I speak randomly on anything for 20 minutes. The main teachers in those room have to get their students ready for midterms. One of the teachers asked that I not visit until after midterms. More free time for me.
Story: After lunch I went down the classroom that was a co-teaching room. I stood with the students outside in the hallway wondering where the teacher was. None of my keys open either door to that classroom. The teachers are traditionally later here. When the teacher arrived and asked me not to come in, I waved goodbye to my students and started to walk away... they all in unison raised their hands as well and said bye. It was so cute. Think about Happy Feet the movie where all the penguins start doing the same thing at the same time... CUTE!
K Pop
There is an amazing industry here in South Korea that is truly enjoyable for me. There is a genre of music that is a mix of hip hop, rock, and something else. It is called K Pop. There are several bands that are really well liked. One of those bands holds the record for the largest fan group in the world.
I have come to like one such band. They are known as SS501... pronounced "double s 5 o 1". The song they play called "Love Ya" is a mixture of Korean and English phrases. It mixes symphony, boy band, and rock together. Since I have a love for symphonic rock, this definitely is close to what I enjoy already.
K Pop is a phenomenon here. You are no one if you don't have a favorite group or singer. The same could be said for their popular TV shows, though not to the same extent.
Something in favor of the K Pop groups is that their concents are all action. They have choreographed dance routines beyond what American groups accomplish. They don't just stand there or walk back and forth, they put their whole being into the performance. Their music videos also reflect this.
I have come to like one such band. They are known as SS501... pronounced "double s 5 o 1". The song they play called "Love Ya" is a mixture of Korean and English phrases. It mixes symphony, boy band, and rock together. Since I have a love for symphonic rock, this definitely is close to what I enjoy already.
K Pop is a phenomenon here. You are no one if you don't have a favorite group or singer. The same could be said for their popular TV shows, though not to the same extent.
Something in favor of the K Pop groups is that their concents are all action. They have choreographed dance routines beyond what American groups accomplish. They don't just stand there or walk back and forth, they put their whole being into the performance. Their music videos also reflect this.
Saturday, September 24, 2011
Patience
I was given advice when I first got here. To be patient. Give life here two or three months. Dont' judge or make decisions before then.
This is a good place, so giving a person time to culturally adjust as well as deal with homesickness is important before doing anything rash.
My students wrote me letters. They told me that they are good kids, want to make good memories with me, and hope I have a good semester with them. To talk to them if I have problems with their class.
All of this is good advice. Let me sum it up for you, my bloggers.
Anything worth having. Anything that is good. It take time and patience. You must be willing to carefully nurture it in order to have something good come of it. Relationships, homes, lifestyles, hobbies, goals. These all take time. It will try you at times, but remember 1 Cor 13 and you will be fine :)
This is a good place, so giving a person time to culturally adjust as well as deal with homesickness is important before doing anything rash.
My students wrote me letters. They told me that they are good kids, want to make good memories with me, and hope I have a good semester with them. To talk to them if I have problems with their class.
All of this is good advice. Let me sum it up for you, my bloggers.
Anything worth having. Anything that is good. It take time and patience. You must be willing to carefully nurture it in order to have something good come of it. Relationships, homes, lifestyles, hobbies, goals. These all take time. It will try you at times, but remember 1 Cor 13 and you will be fine :)
Friday, September 23, 2011
Shopping
There is a store that is popular here like walmart. It is called E Mart. I went shopping for the first time there. If you have been to aldi then this won't shock you, but the carts require a coin to unhook from the cart line. Then you can go shopping. There are elevators between the floors. They aren't steps like we are used to, but a pathway. The carts hook onto them automatically so you don't have to use your hands :) Also the carts can be spun in any direction you want, the wheels don't limit you like they do in the states. The Koreans are ingenious. Also, random stuff in the store has something free taped onto it. It is easy to get free stuff. Then all the dozens of free sample people wear masks so that nothing gets into the free samples :D
Blue
There is a song my Eiffel 66 called Blue. I think today it fits in its own way.
This is the first day I have walked into my classroom and office not upbeat. I have no classes today. So I will be doing all the lesson plans for next week. Then making sure I have ready material for those classes. If I get it done today, the weekend is mine. I plan to save powerpoints though for Sunday. That way I can make them on my computer. My computer in the office is in Korean. You know what to do and where to go using icons. Actually, after the first day, it began to get easy. More so than I thought it could be. You just need someone to assist you that first day - the day of firsts.
Breakfast they served cereal. Good normal cereal... almost. They mixed several boxes together to create a blend: frosted flakes, chocolate puffs, and another chocolate like cereal. Since I only drink milk twice a week in small amounts, I am having no adverse affects to lactose products.
I was so excited over the pretty much western food. I made the mistake of eating it first. To then switch and eat the rest of my rather spicy meal was hard. I couldn't finish it. I truly want a whole meal of western food. For a day. I'll be fine. I just need to have some of these foods become familiar to me. Then I can adjust more easily.
Writing it here helps. Bloggers, should you ever go abroad or someplace different from your own, write down your experiences. Get others imput. The awe and fascination from those you left behind for that which you are experiencing will remind you why you came in the first place. It helps you keep your chin up.
Also, learn to use chopsticks. It is good exercise. That way when you do go abroad you will have an edge. Just note, that no matter how good you get, nothing prepares you for using them constantly day after day. Your fingers will rebel. The chopsticks here are not wooden like they are in the states. They are metal. So they are both heavily and more slick for holding food. No matter you have the coordination down, it is still a challenge. For those who come without any previous knowledge - I pity you. Learn.
This is the first day I have walked into my classroom and office not upbeat. I have no classes today. So I will be doing all the lesson plans for next week. Then making sure I have ready material for those classes. If I get it done today, the weekend is mine. I plan to save powerpoints though for Sunday. That way I can make them on my computer. My computer in the office is in Korean. You know what to do and where to go using icons. Actually, after the first day, it began to get easy. More so than I thought it could be. You just need someone to assist you that first day - the day of firsts.
Breakfast they served cereal. Good normal cereal... almost. They mixed several boxes together to create a blend: frosted flakes, chocolate puffs, and another chocolate like cereal. Since I only drink milk twice a week in small amounts, I am having no adverse affects to lactose products.
I was so excited over the pretty much western food. I made the mistake of eating it first. To then switch and eat the rest of my rather spicy meal was hard. I couldn't finish it. I truly want a whole meal of western food. For a day. I'll be fine. I just need to have some of these foods become familiar to me. Then I can adjust more easily.
Writing it here helps. Bloggers, should you ever go abroad or someplace different from your own, write down your experiences. Get others imput. The awe and fascination from those you left behind for that which you are experiencing will remind you why you came in the first place. It helps you keep your chin up.
Also, learn to use chopsticks. It is good exercise. That way when you do go abroad you will have an edge. Just note, that no matter how good you get, nothing prepares you for using them constantly day after day. Your fingers will rebel. The chopsticks here are not wooden like they are in the states. They are metal. So they are both heavily and more slick for holding food. No matter you have the coordination down, it is still a challenge. For those who come without any previous knowledge - I pity you. Learn.
Thursday, September 22, 2011
Etiquette... and heart attack
So when I went to visit the principle the other day, I had a fellow Korean teacher come with me to translate. This was needed because though the principle understands English, he is still learning a lot.
Knocked, opened the door, bowed, removed shoes, put on slippers, went to chair, sat when he sat, he talked, translator translated, I knodded (I wasn't supposed to talk, oops), and then we all stood together, bowed, went to door, bowed, removed slippers, put on shoes, bowed, and left.
Today he came into my office! Shocked. I froze. I just smiled and nodded as he explained as he explained he would visit one of my classes. I forgot to stand. I forgot to bow. I just sat and tried to not outright panic. I broke a lot of social norms. And I still have to try to teach in front of this important man! Oh my!
Knocked, opened the door, bowed, removed shoes, put on slippers, went to chair, sat when he sat, he talked, translator translated, I knodded (I wasn't supposed to talk, oops), and then we all stood together, bowed, went to door, bowed, removed slippers, put on shoes, bowed, and left.
Today he came into my office! Shocked. I froze. I just smiled and nodded as he explained as he explained he would visit one of my classes. I forgot to stand. I forgot to bow. I just sat and tried to not outright panic. I broke a lot of social norms. And I still have to try to teach in front of this important man! Oh my!
Wednesday, September 21, 2011
Bathroom Culture
When I first came to South Korea, I landed in Seoul. We went to stay in a suite apartment overnight. The bathroom was so incredibly fancy... I thought to myself that all showers should be built the way it was: glass wall and door, floor so gently sloped that it looked flat but the water drained quickly, the drain itself was against the wall under the spigot in one long line. The toilet has tons of buttons with lots of options... all in Korean so I couldn't use it. Learned since then that one option is to have a heated seat. It was just so cool with space and luxury both.
Then I got the school and learned what normal really is in Korea.
When you go to the bathroom, before you step inside, you must slip into a pair of slippers that are specifically for the bathroom. This is common practice.
The shower is a hose attached to the sink. You shower in the middle of the room. There is a drain in the middle of the floor. This is common practice.
Some places still use a bucket instead for the shower.
It blew my mind away. Granted there are more places having what western people would call normal, but it is slow and will take another generation or two I believe to be in the majority.
Then I got the school and learned what normal really is in Korea.
When you go to the bathroom, before you step inside, you must slip into a pair of slippers that are specifically for the bathroom. This is common practice.
The shower is a hose attached to the sink. You shower in the middle of the room. There is a drain in the middle of the floor. This is common practice.
Some places still use a bucket instead for the shower.
It blew my mind away. Granted there are more places having what western people would call normal, but it is slow and will take another generation or two I believe to be in the majority.
Letters of Introduction
I had one of my classes write me letters of introduction. I just finished reading and responding to them. They are so darling. They are eager to have a good class and semester. They encourage me to talk to them. They said that they are good students and are friendly. I don't doubt that. The letters were so sweet I couldn't help but smile the whole way through.
Favorite Food
I finally learned what that food I had had my first day in Korea is called. We had eaten out at a restaraunt and gotten Bul-go-gi. It is soooo good. Korean marinated beef... with yummy stuff :D I wonder if they make that here at the school?
Red Names
In South Korea, their culture is steeped in ancestor worship. Anything that refers to the dead had better be in the appropriate way or they are mortally offended. They care for their graves with care. They ensure offerings are often. Etc.
You don't poke your chopsticks into the rice bowl... that is how offerings are left at graves.
You don't write a name in red... unless that person is dead.
I knew that before I came here. I knew that before I graduated. So why did I forget?
I was grading papers and writing comments to my students when I realized I was addressing them in the notes by name. My grading pen is red. I am going back through them now and using white out. I will rewrite their names in black ink. *sigh* Guess you have to mess up sometime. Better to catch yourself and make the corrections before any offense can occur.
You don't poke your chopsticks into the rice bowl... that is how offerings are left at graves.
You don't write a name in red... unless that person is dead.
I knew that before I came here. I knew that before I graduated. So why did I forget?
I was grading papers and writing comments to my students when I realized I was addressing them in the notes by name. My grading pen is red. I am going back through them now and using white out. I will rewrite their names in black ink. *sigh* Guess you have to mess up sometime. Better to catch yourself and make the corrections before any offense can occur.
Discipline Story
So the conversation classes are notorious for being unruly and hard to teach, especially the sophomore classes. First day had shown me a bit of that.
Today was a new day. I was worried because after the first day, they tend to loosen up and be more themselves. I didn't want to have a class go out of control on me.
We were getting started, I was explaining something, they were talking a little bit. Two of the smallest boys in that class started fighting on the floor. It was so much like the inner city middle school I had student taught at that I reverted immediately back to that when I responded... reflex, habit, auto pilot
"Hey!" (Teacher command, slightly scary for students voice). Pause for effort as they froze, terror in their eyes as they stared at me. "Get in your seats." (Voice still steely). They couldn't run fast enough.
My class was calm, quiet, and we got a lot done contrary to normal behavior... or so I am told.
^_^ Yay me!
Today was a new day. I was worried because after the first day, they tend to loosen up and be more themselves. I didn't want to have a class go out of control on me.
We were getting started, I was explaining something, they were talking a little bit. Two of the smallest boys in that class started fighting on the floor. It was so much like the inner city middle school I had student taught at that I reverted immediately back to that when I responded... reflex, habit, auto pilot
"Hey!" (Teacher command, slightly scary for students voice). Pause for effort as they froze, terror in their eyes as they stared at me. "Get in your seats." (Voice still steely). They couldn't run fast enough.
My class was calm, quiet, and we got a lot done contrary to normal behavior... or so I am told.
^_^ Yay me!
Cute Story
So I went to one of the co-teaching classes for the first time. The students in this class are not as familiar with the English language. I am literally there to expose them to it via clips, powerpoints, stories, and whatever else my heart desires.
I used my introduction powerpoint to show them pictures of me and my life. I allowed them to ask me questions. Then I asked them who they were and such.
As I was getting ready to leave, one of the girls in the front row held her hands out to me and cried, "Don't leave, don't leave!" It was so cute and made me so happy, but I had to go. That was the sight I saw as I closed the door.
Whether is was because they truly enjoyed my company, or because that meant that their teacher now had control of the class... thus them... I don't know. It sure was cute though!
I used my introduction powerpoint to show them pictures of me and my life. I allowed them to ask me questions. Then I asked them who they were and such.
As I was getting ready to leave, one of the girls in the front row held her hands out to me and cried, "Don't leave, don't leave!" It was so cute and made me so happy, but I had to go. That was the sight I saw as I closed the door.
Whether is was because they truly enjoyed my company, or because that meant that their teacher now had control of the class... thus them... I don't know. It sure was cute though!
Demographics
Why did I title my blog demographics? I'm in South Korea where everything is the same right? Wrong! There are still a lot of facts that make up South Korea, or in my case, my school.
YoungNam SahmYook Academy is where I am teaching. The school is a Seventh-day Adventist boarding school consisting of middle and high school.
The middle school has the American equivalent of 7th, 8th, and 9th grade. However, they are called 1st, 2nd, and 3rd grade. They are also referred to as Freshmen, Sophomores, and Juniors. At this school, the English program has a waiting list. Only so many of the students in middle school can be in the program. That way the teachers available are not overwhelmed. The students are assigned to one of two groups within this program: blue and red. There is an English teacher in the blue classroom. There is an English teacher in the red classroom. The students for the most part have there classes in their respective rooms, but I teach both so they switch sometimes. There are 6 other classrooms... three in the main building... three in the English building. All these classrooms form an L as the buildings are connected by walkways. Helps in winter.
The middle school has just over 200 students. The high school has over 300 students. There is a teacher to help in each of the main rooms. Since I teach two conversationalist classes in one of the other 6 rooms, I don't have a co-teacher for those. However, I need only give the names of students who refuse to participate, receive correction, or do their homework to the head of the girls' dorm and the student will be perfect the rest of the year. That is because she is scary to the students!
Even though it is a Christian school (SDA), most of the students are not. There are a lot of other religious faiths there. Including Buddhist! That is so cool!
Right now there are only 3 white teachers, but they are getting two more in February. They are trying to recruit another for February. They are trying to recruit another 4 or 5 for next August. They want many more teachers in the program even if they are not in this school. So whoever wants a job in South Korea can come. I'm trying to get some friends I know who would benefit from this to come here :)
Tuesday, September 20, 2011
Communications
When visiting South Korea, you have to be patient and understanding when talking with a Korean. Not that they will be offended or anything. It is instead how one talks. They speak Korean. When they learn English, they have a tendency to add syllables. Instead of saying the word "change," they would say "changeling." This tendency that surpaces simple accent barriers is known as Konglish. A mix of Korean and English in such a way that though they understand each other, an American would have to learn the language. As an English teacher, I am supposed to notice and correct the speaking behaviors of my students. As an American, it is hard to tell what is simply accent and what is truly misspoken. I will learn, just as they.
Second Chances
Coming to South Korea to teach English has been something full of second chances for me. I have just finished my second day of teaching with the feeling that I can do this. I came back to my apartment not feeling so tired. I feel optimistic that I can make it through this week. I am learning so much... and trying to remember it all so it can be placed here for you. That way you can learn too!
One major second chance I am experiencing here is the chance to get along with another culture. I was accused during student teaching that I could only teach white kids because I had been homeschooled, grew up in small towns, and graduated with a class of less than 20 students. It didn't matter that I had also gone to private and public schools. It didn't matter that I had lived in some large towns too. It didn't matter that my graduating class had white kids as a minority. I am white and had other factors influencing me... so it was something I was accused of. I have a second chance to prove to myself that I am can do this.
Another major second chance I am experiencing is not just managing a classroom in general, but learning discipline skills. I may have used them before, but the accusation (again from student teaching) that I would never learn to discipline kids (because of the said background above) so should just teach rich white kids kept me from being confident in my abilities. I am during good here. I can see that I am doing good. I can tell what methods I am using. I can see myself as I put things into practice. It isn't vague or desperate... it is controlled. I have a second chance to prove to myself that I have these abilities.
Another second chance I am getting is relying on God. Yes, I have and always have. I just felt that there were so many things in the states that were distracting me. I'm having a bit of trouble setting a routine here and making sure I get my devotions and other spiritual activities in, but I know I can and have less to influence me otherwise. I feel more confident after all that has happened to get me here that God wants me here and will take care of me. I know I can trust Him, and I know that He won't ever, EVER, leave me alone. I have that second chance to rely and follow His leading.
I've been meaning to eat more healthily. At school there was so many excuses to eat chips, chocolate, and ice cream. To go get pizza or graze constantly until I was sick. I worked to curb that. It did no good. Here I am eating in a South Korean cafe where the culture literally is to be as healthy as possible. The foods are all good for you. Rice. Kimchi. Greens. What they have that is sweet is healthy... bananas, blueberry juice, yogurt juice, soy bean juice... and jelly is in such small amounts that it too is healthy. I have a second chance at a healthier lifestyle!
There are more things. Many more things. Smaller subjects. The point is, I have a chance at a better life. A chance to get on my feet. A chance to set good habits. A chance to face the world with my hand held by Jesus. A chance to do things better. A second chance.
One major second chance I am experiencing here is the chance to get along with another culture. I was accused during student teaching that I could only teach white kids because I had been homeschooled, grew up in small towns, and graduated with a class of less than 20 students. It didn't matter that I had also gone to private and public schools. It didn't matter that I had lived in some large towns too. It didn't matter that my graduating class had white kids as a minority. I am white and had other factors influencing me... so it was something I was accused of. I have a second chance to prove to myself that I am can do this.
Another major second chance I am experiencing is not just managing a classroom in general, but learning discipline skills. I may have used them before, but the accusation (again from student teaching) that I would never learn to discipline kids (because of the said background above) so should just teach rich white kids kept me from being confident in my abilities. I am during good here. I can see that I am doing good. I can tell what methods I am using. I can see myself as I put things into practice. It isn't vague or desperate... it is controlled. I have a second chance to prove to myself that I have these abilities.
Another second chance I am getting is relying on God. Yes, I have and always have. I just felt that there were so many things in the states that were distracting me. I'm having a bit of trouble setting a routine here and making sure I get my devotions and other spiritual activities in, but I know I can and have less to influence me otherwise. I feel more confident after all that has happened to get me here that God wants me here and will take care of me. I know I can trust Him, and I know that He won't ever, EVER, leave me alone. I have that second chance to rely and follow His leading.
I've been meaning to eat more healthily. At school there was so many excuses to eat chips, chocolate, and ice cream. To go get pizza or graze constantly until I was sick. I worked to curb that. It did no good. Here I am eating in a South Korean cafe where the culture literally is to be as healthy as possible. The foods are all good for you. Rice. Kimchi. Greens. What they have that is sweet is healthy... bananas, blueberry juice, yogurt juice, soy bean juice... and jelly is in such small amounts that it too is healthy. I have a second chance at a healthier lifestyle!
There are more things. Many more things. Smaller subjects. The point is, I have a chance at a better life. A chance to get on my feet. A chance to set good habits. A chance to face the world with my hand held by Jesus. A chance to do things better. A second chance.
20 Questions
At the beginning of all my classes I introduce myself with a powerpoint. I have many pictures :) Anyrate, I give them a chance afterwards to ask me questions. Here are some common ones...
How old are you?
Do you have a boyfriend?
What's your blood type?
Where do you live?
Do you like Korea?
Do you like Korean food?
Have you been to Korea before?
Do you like any of our pop music groups?
They are shocked at my age. Evidently I look 16, but am still really young.
They feel that it is a pity I am not married, nor have a boyfriend. They offered me the name of another teacher here that is also single.
I answer honestly that I like Korean food, but haven't got a favorite because I it is still all so new. They were horrified when I said the cafe food was really good. Evidently distaste for cafe food hasn't changed, no matter the country the students are residing in.
How old are you?
Do you have a boyfriend?
What's your blood type?
Where do you live?
Do you like Korea?
Do you like Korean food?
Have you been to Korea before?
Do you like any of our pop music groups?
They are shocked at my age. Evidently I look 16, but am still really young.
They feel that it is a pity I am not married, nor have a boyfriend. They offered me the name of another teacher here that is also single.
I answer honestly that I like Korean food, but haven't got a favorite because I it is still all so new. They were horrified when I said the cafe food was really good. Evidently distaste for cafe food hasn't changed, no matter the country the students are residing in.
Time Flow
My time in South Korea hasn't been long. In term of days, I've only been here about three. Yet each day feels like a lifetime as I am bombarded by loads of new information on culture, school, students, and teaching. Time has become slower. Oh dear.
Classes
My class schedule is good. I like it at least.
I have one class I teach everyday, Monday through Thursday.
I have three classes I teach Monday and Wednesday.
I have two classes I teach Tuesday and Thursday.
Then everyday for one class period I go to another teachers' class and talk about whatever seems good for 20 minutes. Engaging them so that they are talking is also a good idea. On Monday and Wednesday, I only have to go to one classroom. On Tuesday and Thursday, I have two classrooms I go to. I don't go to any of the same classes all week, so can use the same thing. However the kids who know the best English are on Monday and Tuesday. The Wednesday and Thursday classes will have to be a bit more simple. I will plan something that can go either way... with lots of pictures!
Tuesday I have to go to chapel. Since it is in Korean, I don't understand. Maybe they might use a translator someday?
I have four planning periods Monday through Wednesday. I have five planning periods Thursday.
Friday is my day to plan, write lesson plans, and have worksheets, quizzes, and tests all ready to go. :)
I don't have to take anything home!
There is a strong possibility I will have an after school class. Just like all the other classes, it will be 45 minutes long. I can do whatever I want... with the outcome of them learning more English through exposure. I'm trying to think of something in history to teach them that wouldn't be over their heads :) Napoleon and his propaganda tactics perhaps? How about Cahokia mounds? There is a neat video on that online :D Waiting to see if it is assigned to me or not first.
Overall, this is a good place for me to learn to be a better teacher. This is a good place to learn to work with students who are not of my culture, who may not know English well, who need to have things explained clearly, and have the learning material be very specific. Though I love the content... it is English that they are here to learn. I can get my wish of history. They get their wish for English. It is a win win situation.
I have one class I teach everyday, Monday through Thursday.
I have three classes I teach Monday and Wednesday.
I have two classes I teach Tuesday and Thursday.
Then everyday for one class period I go to another teachers' class and talk about whatever seems good for 20 minutes. Engaging them so that they are talking is also a good idea. On Monday and Wednesday, I only have to go to one classroom. On Tuesday and Thursday, I have two classrooms I go to. I don't go to any of the same classes all week, so can use the same thing. However the kids who know the best English are on Monday and Tuesday. The Wednesday and Thursday classes will have to be a bit more simple. I will plan something that can go either way... with lots of pictures!
Tuesday I have to go to chapel. Since it is in Korean, I don't understand. Maybe they might use a translator someday?
I have four planning periods Monday through Wednesday. I have five planning periods Thursday.
Friday is my day to plan, write lesson plans, and have worksheets, quizzes, and tests all ready to go. :)
I don't have to take anything home!
There is a strong possibility I will have an after school class. Just like all the other classes, it will be 45 minutes long. I can do whatever I want... with the outcome of them learning more English through exposure. I'm trying to think of something in history to teach them that wouldn't be over their heads :) Napoleon and his propaganda tactics perhaps? How about Cahokia mounds? There is a neat video on that online :D Waiting to see if it is assigned to me or not first.
Overall, this is a good place for me to learn to be a better teacher. This is a good place to learn to work with students who are not of my culture, who may not know English well, who need to have things explained clearly, and have the learning material be very specific. Though I love the content... it is English that they are here to learn. I can get my wish of history. They get their wish for English. It is a win win situation.
Culture
Interesting things to know:
They have very specific ideas of beauty in other individuals. What is pretty to them is long hair, big eyes, small heads, and pale skin. That is so different from what Americans want. I would love to have their skin zone... it is a year round tan!
Kimchi! I have been trying to figure out how to pick out the pieces I am more likely going to enjoy. A fellow teacher kindly pointed out the green parts (spinach? seaweed?) are going to be hotter because there is usually more red sauce on it. The white parts (cabbage?) are more crunchy (yeah!) and you can see where the res sauce is concentrated at easier there.
The soups here are absolutely divine! Dumping soup. Soup with green stuff in it. So far never had a soup I didn't enjoy immensely :)
What is amusing is that some of the Koreans that teach here don't know what is in all the food. There is a side that is served almost every meal everywhere here. It is greens! Long skinny things that can be crunchy :) I asked what it was with the thought I would like to make it for a friend back home who likes garlic... no one know what is it though. It is drenched in garlic though!
They have very specific ideas of beauty in other individuals. What is pretty to them is long hair, big eyes, small heads, and pale skin. That is so different from what Americans want. I would love to have their skin zone... it is a year round tan!
Kimchi! I have been trying to figure out how to pick out the pieces I am more likely going to enjoy. A fellow teacher kindly pointed out the green parts (spinach? seaweed?) are going to be hotter because there is usually more red sauce on it. The white parts (cabbage?) are more crunchy (yeah!) and you can see where the res sauce is concentrated at easier there.
The soups here are absolutely divine! Dumping soup. Soup with green stuff in it. So far never had a soup I didn't enjoy immensely :)
What is amusing is that some of the Koreans that teach here don't know what is in all the food. There is a side that is served almost every meal everywhere here. It is greens! Long skinny things that can be crunchy :) I asked what it was with the thought I would like to make it for a friend back home who likes garlic... no one know what is it though. It is drenched in garlic though!
Monday, September 19, 2011
First Day!
So today was my first day teaching. I hope I didn't step on to many feet... so many culture differences! To be on the safe side I have started just nodding my head to everyone all the time. Even to students!!
Walked into my first class, asked what I was teaching, what grade my students were in, and where was the textbook. We figured it out. I had a backup... a powerpoint introducing myself. Basically found ways to keep talking and asking them questions. They got their English in for the day... maybe not so much on the content. By the time my morning classes were over, I felt overwhelmed and ready to crash. The key though is to find something to discuss... keep the questions coming!
The afternoon went a lot better. I had by then a chance to look over the material and plan what to do. I ended my day basically on a high. Completely happy and glad I am a teacher. Only returning to the apartment by myself dimmed that.
I think that the hardest part about my apartment is it isn't familiar to me. No handmade quilts or large soft pillows. On the other end... I enjoy having all shoes stay by the door. Did you know the bathroom shoes stay in the bathroom? Cool huh :D
It is getting pretty cool at night now. I had to shut my windows. I think I will need to turn on the heater by the end of the week too.
Culture: Something of interest... when people want to bury their dead they can go anywhere on any of the surrounding mountain slopes and bury them. So there are random white stones and pillars poking up with mounds under or behind them. It all looks pretty nice and are kept in good shape. The respect for humanity even after they pass away is amazing.
I'm determined to be able to read Korean. I'm told it is easier to do than speak so I printed out the alphabet and will see where it goes. I need to get on my feet first in my classes though. My advice to you... get a passport. Someday in the next 10 years, you might need it.
By the way, for lunch I ate Lotus Root! I liked the soup more. They serve soup often. And rice. And Kimchi... I think the stuff is getting spicier! There is often one or two other sides. Then there is a specialty item that is generally considered dessert. Americans wouldn't know that is was... they don't focus on sweets here.
Learned to play monopoly with cards... there is a card game of it! Five of us got together... I walked in on them and they invited me over to destress :D
Hint: If you come over and dearly love your curling iron or blow drying or alarm clock... save yourself some trouble, but it here. Yes, I bought an alarm clock here. Don't regret it either :)
Walked into my first class, asked what I was teaching, what grade my students were in, and where was the textbook. We figured it out. I had a backup... a powerpoint introducing myself. Basically found ways to keep talking and asking them questions. They got their English in for the day... maybe not so much on the content. By the time my morning classes were over, I felt overwhelmed and ready to crash. The key though is to find something to discuss... keep the questions coming!
The afternoon went a lot better. I had by then a chance to look over the material and plan what to do. I ended my day basically on a high. Completely happy and glad I am a teacher. Only returning to the apartment by myself dimmed that.
I think that the hardest part about my apartment is it isn't familiar to me. No handmade quilts or large soft pillows. On the other end... I enjoy having all shoes stay by the door. Did you know the bathroom shoes stay in the bathroom? Cool huh :D
It is getting pretty cool at night now. I had to shut my windows. I think I will need to turn on the heater by the end of the week too.
Culture: Something of interest... when people want to bury their dead they can go anywhere on any of the surrounding mountain slopes and bury them. So there are random white stones and pillars poking up with mounds under or behind them. It all looks pretty nice and are kept in good shape. The respect for humanity even after they pass away is amazing.
I'm determined to be able to read Korean. I'm told it is easier to do than speak so I printed out the alphabet and will see where it goes. I need to get on my feet first in my classes though. My advice to you... get a passport. Someday in the next 10 years, you might need it.
By the way, for lunch I ate Lotus Root! I liked the soup more. They serve soup often. And rice. And Kimchi... I think the stuff is getting spicier! There is often one or two other sides. Then there is a specialty item that is generally considered dessert. Americans wouldn't know that is was... they don't focus on sweets here.
Learned to play monopoly with cards... there is a card game of it! Five of us got together... I walked in on them and they invited me over to destress :D
Hint: If you come over and dearly love your curling iron or blow drying or alarm clock... save yourself some trouble, but it here. Yes, I bought an alarm clock here. Don't regret it either :)
Sunday, September 18, 2011
Resources
South Korea has not much in the way of natural resources. A lot of what they want or need is imported. This has led to a unique way of thinking most Americans wouldn't consider. Recycling. It is very common. You have to buy trash bags for your trash... but nothing for your cans, bottles, cardboard. In is cheaper and easier to simply walk to the dumpster and deposit your trash in the appropriate bin. Here at the academy, if you want to through something away instead of recycling it, you must have it in a pink bag. No exceptions. Recycle or pay.
Weather
So something I have observed over the last two days is this... humidity plus warmth equal uncomfortable American. The Koreans are resilient and unaffected by such weather. This newbie though is very much saddened by the outcome. It's hot and humid! The breezes that come through in the evening are most welcome. I've been warned though that there are only two seasons: hot and cold. I shall find out for myself which I prefer.
To Bolt or Not To Bolt
So my journey began actually at the beginning of August. I had been praying God would drop a job into my lap so that I knew where He wanted me. Nothing had been working out. I finally got an interview, but I left feeling that I had been less than satisfactory. I went up to Human Development at my college looking for a friendly face to talk to. I ran into a sweet lady who said she knew someone trying to get a teacher to teach English in South Korea. She asked if she could give that person my name and number.
I agreed. Nothing else had worked out.
The next day as I was driving home, I received a phone call from that very person. I had the job, he told me what it would be like, I learned the paperwork I needed to complete. It was very simple. I freaked out... sorta. Okay, I didn't freak. My thinking processes intensified and I began praying and thinking really hard.
Praying, I began to be impressed that this was a really good idea. The biggest challenge was convincing family members that it would be okay if I took off halfway around the world. Kept praying. Friends kept encouraging. Finally it felt that the pieces were all on the table and I should go.
I got a copy of my diploma apostilled. I got two copies of my transcripts. I got my passport (after I got my birth certificate). The background check was the surprise. I didn't realize it had to be done by the FBI, assuming the one for my student teaching certificate was enough. Realizing my mistake, I hurried to get that moving along.
My home church has a special blessing for me. Later they threw me a farewell party. My college church family sang the song "If You Say Go" during song service for me. My friends let me bother them every free moment I could come spend the night. My brother and I found reasons to hang out. I began patching things up with my mom that I had allowed to deteriorate. I made memories to cherish for the coming months.
During this time I kept in constant communications with the person who set me up for the job as well as one of the English teachers already in South Korea. Both encouraged me and gave advice. Finally it was decided by the principle I should come on over and the background check could follow later. Didn't sleep that night or the next: too excited and nervous.
So I went to the airport, bid fairwell to my grandparents, flew out of my beloved Kansas. Had a 3.8 hour layover in Chicago. Then flew 14 hours north into Canada, over northern Alaska, into Russia, south skimming the western side of Japan, and into the Korean peninsula. Entered Seoul.
Met a neat guy as I left the plane who is also an English teacher. Exchanged e-mail addresses. Was met by the same fellow who got me the job as well as a friend of his who is a pastor. They and more of their friends took me out for supper. Amazing food.
Supper consisted of several kimchi including one that is called water kimchi. All of it good. There were other small dishes, vegetables, and pasta. The main dish... let me describe it! You have a surface with a trench around the surface. The surface you place marinated meat on to cook. The trench has a sauce and you add mushrooms of various kinds, garlic, spinach, etc. Both cook for awhile. Then you take some meat and place it in your bowl. There was a small dish of mustard (looked spicy) that you could dip it in. Then you could take stuff from the trench. Eventually all the meat moved there anyway. You could spoon liquid from that trench to add to your bowl. Many choices. All was good.
Stayed in a suite. Very fancy and nice. Got up the next morning, went to the train station. Had breakfast at McDonalds (American!). Took a train (KTX) to Daegu. Then from there went to Gyeongsang (G said like a K and the y is silent). The principle, a teacher, and the guy who is in charge of us foreign teachers met up with us there. Took us to lunch. This time sat on the floor around the table. Yes, my legs fell asleep but was tolerable. Another table full of many small dishes with each end having their own entree. Beef again but precooked and ready to eat. Then they brought to the school and to my apartment. I have a teacher living in an apartment on either side of me. The staff are very friendly and helpful. One teacher kept me company (I really wanted English without an accent as well as a friendly face) while I unpacked a little and tried to make sense of my life.
I almost bolted. So many things are different. Most of them are small things. Some of them are big things. I'm constantly worried I'll offend someone. The overwhelming emotions... they are just now hitting me. The teacher keeping me company took me on a tour of the academy, and that was the trick needed to calm me down. Wonder how I will remember faces, much less names. Should make flashcards ;)
I have to unpack the rest of my bags. I'm going to breakfast at 7:10am. Jetlag is still a slight problem, especially when trying to sleep. Hopefully that will not be so bad in the next day or two.
Everyone has been really friendly and helpful. I'm going to decorate my room sometime with color. Anything to make it more friendly. More like home. Okay, it won't be home. But I will make it personal and at least a retreat. And I have my Bible and my drawings. I'll be okay.
I agreed. Nothing else had worked out.
The next day as I was driving home, I received a phone call from that very person. I had the job, he told me what it would be like, I learned the paperwork I needed to complete. It was very simple. I freaked out... sorta. Okay, I didn't freak. My thinking processes intensified and I began praying and thinking really hard.
Praying, I began to be impressed that this was a really good idea. The biggest challenge was convincing family members that it would be okay if I took off halfway around the world. Kept praying. Friends kept encouraging. Finally it felt that the pieces were all on the table and I should go.
I got a copy of my diploma apostilled. I got two copies of my transcripts. I got my passport (after I got my birth certificate). The background check was the surprise. I didn't realize it had to be done by the FBI, assuming the one for my student teaching certificate was enough. Realizing my mistake, I hurried to get that moving along.
My home church has a special blessing for me. Later they threw me a farewell party. My college church family sang the song "If You Say Go" during song service for me. My friends let me bother them every free moment I could come spend the night. My brother and I found reasons to hang out. I began patching things up with my mom that I had allowed to deteriorate. I made memories to cherish for the coming months.
During this time I kept in constant communications with the person who set me up for the job as well as one of the English teachers already in South Korea. Both encouraged me and gave advice. Finally it was decided by the principle I should come on over and the background check could follow later. Didn't sleep that night or the next: too excited and nervous.
So I went to the airport, bid fairwell to my grandparents, flew out of my beloved Kansas. Had a 3.8 hour layover in Chicago. Then flew 14 hours north into Canada, over northern Alaska, into Russia, south skimming the western side of Japan, and into the Korean peninsula. Entered Seoul.
Met a neat guy as I left the plane who is also an English teacher. Exchanged e-mail addresses. Was met by the same fellow who got me the job as well as a friend of his who is a pastor. They and more of their friends took me out for supper. Amazing food.
Supper consisted of several kimchi including one that is called water kimchi. All of it good. There were other small dishes, vegetables, and pasta. The main dish... let me describe it! You have a surface with a trench around the surface. The surface you place marinated meat on to cook. The trench has a sauce and you add mushrooms of various kinds, garlic, spinach, etc. Both cook for awhile. Then you take some meat and place it in your bowl. There was a small dish of mustard (looked spicy) that you could dip it in. Then you could take stuff from the trench. Eventually all the meat moved there anyway. You could spoon liquid from that trench to add to your bowl. Many choices. All was good.
Stayed in a suite. Very fancy and nice. Got up the next morning, went to the train station. Had breakfast at McDonalds (American!). Took a train (KTX) to Daegu. Then from there went to Gyeongsang (G said like a K and the y is silent). The principle, a teacher, and the guy who is in charge of us foreign teachers met up with us there. Took us to lunch. This time sat on the floor around the table. Yes, my legs fell asleep but was tolerable. Another table full of many small dishes with each end having their own entree. Beef again but precooked and ready to eat. Then they brought to the school and to my apartment. I have a teacher living in an apartment on either side of me. The staff are very friendly and helpful. One teacher kept me company (I really wanted English without an accent as well as a friendly face) while I unpacked a little and tried to make sense of my life.
I almost bolted. So many things are different. Most of them are small things. Some of them are big things. I'm constantly worried I'll offend someone. The overwhelming emotions... they are just now hitting me. The teacher keeping me company took me on a tour of the academy, and that was the trick needed to calm me down. Wonder how I will remember faces, much less names. Should make flashcards ;)
I have to unpack the rest of my bags. I'm going to breakfast at 7:10am. Jetlag is still a slight problem, especially when trying to sleep. Hopefully that will not be so bad in the next day or two.
Everyone has been really friendly and helpful. I'm going to decorate my room sometime with color. Anything to make it more friendly. More like home. Okay, it won't be home. But I will make it personal and at least a retreat. And I have my Bible and my drawings. I'll be okay.
Seoul
I recently graduated from college with a History Education degree. Unable to find a job, I followed God's leading to teaching English in an Adventist boarding academy in South Korea. This blog is following my life here and things I observe and learn. This blog is also to help enable family and friends easy access to how I am doing and what I am up to. I love you all and God bless!!
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