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Indian Curry

We had Indian curry at school lunch today. It was amazing. We also had little fishies (whole) with the tails of shrimp and almonds. Needless to say – the former was much more delicious.
:)
We’re busy planning and getting set for next week. ….Back to work…

Mmm curry.
-Chad

September 17, 2008   1 Comment

Sports Day and the Nore-Bang…

Sports day finally came – the kids did their dances, ran their races, and hoolad their hoops. It was kind of amazing. But I’ll leave the details of that post to Kate on another day… We have a TON of pictures from the day so they’ll all be up soon too :) – Just wait, it was great. I’m writing about… what happened after Sports day….Teacher Kim (our pseudo-co-teacher Loves Nore-bang!)

After Sports day All of the teachers and staff went out for a traditional Korean Meal. We ate lots of Samgyupsal (삼겹살) and had a great time. The meal is basically strips of pork that are grilled at the table with a few veggies, then wrapped in lettuce with a spicy pepper sauce, radishes, and other veggies. It’s very interactive and communal – like most other Korean food. Kate and I are veterans to this meal as we had it the first night we were in Samcheok. Many of you know that alcohol is a huge part of the Korean dinning experience and their general culture. In small doses this can be kind of fun and freeing. People who never even make eye contact with you normally are “empowered” and want to say every English work they know for you. As this was our first full gathering of the school since we arrived we were treated like the guests of honor and asked many questions about everything from the states to what we call noisy children. :o) I sat across from the principle which was very intimidating as he is known for being “the best with Soju”. Soju is a drink, a lot like vodka, but not quite as strong (but just a gross). So you can understand how sitting here made me weary. The tradition is that you never pour your own drink; someone hands you their glass and you take it – they pour soju into the cup and you drink it. Visa versa… in other words everyone uses everyone’s glass and it’s very jolly and scary. It’s not polite to refuse so you learn (quickly) to say just a little, and thank you quickly as they pour. Then pour it into the other glass you have and sip slowly… That’s my strategy at least. This is only important to understand how the next part of the post happens so naturally. But enough about that… (Hi grandma :o)

We ate and were merry, then decided to go to Nore-bang. (I’m leaving out a pretty important part about a shift in dynamic between the men and women that Kate and I were pretty happy with, but I’ll leave that also for her to explain.) So Nore-Bang… literally “Singing Room” – aka Korean Karaoke, only in a smaller room with just the people you are with… not a bunch of strangers. For those of you from IU – Think Japonai. So imagine what Kate and I were expecting – from our experiences with karaoke in the states… awkward fun. …. no……..

This is Nore-Bang. Even Kate sang!! Everyone gets into it…

Crazyness!! Everyone just loves it… even our really quiet reserved Vice Principle.

Anyways… that was our Tuesday night last week. :)
We spent the rest of the week planning lessons for next week (our first week of teaching) and we spent this past weekend hiking in Taebaek with our friends Michael and Melanie for Chuseok (Korean Thanksgiving). More on that later. Friday we’re having a Grilled Cheese party.. :) It’s the little things like cheese that you’d never think you’d miss so much….

-Adios Muchachos! (I also miss mexican food…)

September 17, 2008   2 Comments

A Day at Work

Chad and I are having a lesson planning day. We have finished our first week of plans which gives me the opportunity to share a few anecdotes from the last 30 minutes of my life which may shed light on the world Chad and I are living in.
After lunch we always head back to the teachers room where everyone has coffee or (REALLY SUGARY) vitamin juice. This little relaxation before our afternoon starts usually includes an informal English lesson for the teachers. Today we talked about the words “tomb, grave and waterfall.” As were were sitting and chatting the Principal walked in (everyone rise. . .at least sometimes. . .not sure on when. . just do it) and said “Chaed” and presented Chad with a huge bag of loaves of bread. He then presented me with a huge bag of rice (which looks like a huge bag of mozzarella cheese). Korean Thanksgiving gifts. So we now have enough carbs for the next month!
Yesterday when we were leaving school (when I say “we” I mean EVERYONE at school, together) everyone was crowded around the little garden near the parking lot. They were carrying on and giggling. The principal started beckoning at us (beckoning here is like the gesture for “shew” like swatting a fly). We confusedly approached and saw what all of the commotion was. One small watermelon in the school garden. We just ate it during the coffee break.
My final coffee break anecdote involves attire. Today I sucked it up and decided to not be scared to wear a knee length skirt (to the top of my knee). I was a little nervous this morning but I haven’t been given any real reason to be worried. During our coffee break the nurse said “Skirt beautiful” to me. Then she spoke in Korean to our main English contact about what she was trying to say. Teacher Jang looked at me and said “You should dress.” he was trying to reiterate that the Nurse liked my skirt. It just came out wrong and was particularly funny because of my paranoia. Teacher Jang is taking come throat meds so we are blaming that. :)

Finally, as I walked from break central back up to the English village a crew of first graders ran up to me yelling “Teacher, Teacher!” We are used commotion in the hallways when we walk through but these kids proceeded to drag me to the backdoor of the school. I was then presented with a box. As the top of the box was lifted open I was greeted by a dead bird. Okay, fine. Kids are kids. I went to get the first grade teacher to figure out how to dispose of this little guy. She came, spoke with the kids and left. I figured she was going to get a bag or something. i waited a few minuted and nothing happened. So, I peaked back around the corner to her desk and the First Grade teacher was back at her computer. I went back to the outside door of the school and saw the children had left with the box and were playing with the bird like a baby doll.

Like I said, 30 minutes of a day.
Now I need to go and cut out shapes for name tags.
Happy Friday!
K

September 11, 2008   2 Comments