Tuesday, December 29, 2009
Scary stories, and Happy New Year!
Saturday, December 26, 2009
Playing Santa, Beautiful Busan
Sunday, December 20, 2009
Not an eggzact science
Monday, December 14, 2009
Sunday night silliness
When I got home on Saturday from my late night Bible study in Daegu, JiHey was shuffling around the house to a recognizable tune of sniffles and sneezes. She had somehow caught my cold. I felt bad about giving it to her, but I felt even worse as I tried to conduct class over her Kleenex swipes and nose blows. A couple other students were missing due to final exams, which left only two, so I concluded we should take a week off.
JiHey took some medicine and settled in for a nap as I headed to Hayang to meet SuJung and search for a winter coat that might blend in with the big city blacks and charcoal grays of Daegu. (I’d started to feel a bit silly in my red Columbia coat among a sea of neutral toned pea coats and formal parkas.) SuJung helped me find a beautiful gray coat for a reasonable price. We ate duk-buki at a small duk-buki diner and watched a Korean game show, which she translated for me. SuJung had to study, so I went home to entertain myself. I downloaded “My Sister’s Keeper” and balled my eyes out. (It’s a good one.)
On Sunday, I went out to Papa John’s for some pizza with my Dongshin friends. Some of the pizza in Korea has been less than impressive to me. Really lacking in sauce. But the Papa John’s was pretty good! Then someone suggested that we go to a Norae Bong with the objective of singing only Christmas songs. For the first 30 minutes or so, we successfully maintained a purely Christmas playlist. But sooner or later, American pop songs made their way into sing-a-long. Here’s a video of us singing, “Santa Clause is Coming to Town.”
Singing rooms usually include a couple of microphones, tambourines and maracas. As opposed to karaoke in the U.S., a singing room feels a bit less like performance and more like a bunch of friends singing together.
After an hour of singing, we met a few other people at a local coffee shop, where we snagged a glass-enclosed, private room in the back corner. We sat around a big table and played a Korean drinking game with a twist. Usually, one player points a gun-shaped hand at others and says “Gong!” “Gong!” “Chil!” or “Bang!”--passing an imaginary bullet from person to person around the room. Gong means 0 and chil is 7, so, in other words--007 Bang! Instead of drinking, we forced the messer-uppers (would-be-drinkers) to perform a sort of dare for the rest of us. Due to my blunders, I wound up balancing a book on my head for several minutes and performing ten seconds of the macarena.
The coffee shop closed at 11 p.m. and pushed us out in the chilly air once more. Our group dwindled down, and those who were left found warmth in a hookah bar with an Arabian ambience. (Maybe they’re all Arabian. Not sure. It was my first time in a hookah bar, though I tried hookah one time with Saudi friends.) According to the menu, the tobacco in hookah is nicotine and tar free. People who enjoy hookah like to entertain ways to release the smoke from their body. Straw props included. The remaining six of us enjoyed mint-flavored hookah and talked about our dream jobs and our childhood memories.
I stayed out too late to catch the bus home, but woke up early enough to make it home with a shower and a meal before work.
As I sat on the subway, I thought about how much my social life has changed since I’ve been in Korea. I’ve had more fun going out at night in Korea than I ever had in college. My roommate in college used to tell me that I should stay out late more. She considered it part of the college experience. But in college, I often did what I thought was the responsible thing. I always had something to do the next day. Sometimes I knew of a more “sensible” social event to attend.
But she was right. It’s fun to stay out late with people. It takes time, hours, to have a shared experience. Stick around because the sweetest, richest fellowship doesn’t come from a quick round of prayer requests. It’s fun to be with people. Whether silly or serious.
So as I sat at the bus stop on a Monday morning, watching people go off to work, to their somewhere-to-be, I felt very thankful. Thankful, somehow, that God put me in a situation where I would be so lonely and desperate for friendship that I wouldn’t take my opportunities for granted. It’s a gift, I think.
Speaking of gifts, the anticipation of Christmas is in the air. As an exercise in speaking directions last week, I asked my students tell me how to draw a snow man on the board, playing devil’s advocate, of course. I made them specify "big circle" and "above," "between" or "next to." Most of my kids enjoyed decorating the snowmen with scarves, mittens and bucket-hats. (It’s a Korean thing. As well as strawberry noses, I learned!)
The weather is not at all snowy. Sometimes it’s even warmish in the middle of day. But the subway stations have holiday trees on display and someone put up Christmas lights in the front of the Jilyang church today. My church has been rocking around the advent wreath each Sunday, and next week, we will have a white elephant gift exchange after service. Meanwhile, I got a Christmas package in the mail. Thanks, Mom and Dad, Grandma and Grandpa!
Thursday, December 10, 2009
Conquering a cold
After my long rest on Sunday night, JiMin presented me with a kitty-cat face mask to cover my mouth and nose when I go out. Despite being a bit (for some reason) miffed at the offering, I thanked her and reminded myself of the good intentions behind her actions. Face masks in all shapes, sizes and designs are very popular in Korea. Joel even said once that he saw a music video with a Korean pop star wearing a sequined mask. They're a fashion statement. The first time I saw someone with a mask on I almost took it personally. What? They think I carry diseases or something... I thought. Kinda stupid, right? I vowed to never succumb to the mask. But I have to admit I've considered it more than once this week. The picture above is a display of some masks at a local stationary store.
Monday, December 7, 2009
What a weekend!
Wednesday, December 2, 2009
On my mind: Education
Friday, November 27, 2009
Christmas in Korea
Tuesday, November 17, 2009
Countdown
- Being in the mood for romance, I found myself thinking more about the wedding than I have in a long time, surfing through theknot.com and browsing bridesmaids dresses and flowers. We've been trying to find a good first dance song, though there are probably other wedding decisions which are more pertinent.
- I skimmed my "Lonely Planet: Korea" guide for things to do in Seoul and made a short list in my little pink notebook. A couple weeks ago, I reserved tickets for us to see Nanta--a famous Korean comedy/percussion show. I called Ju to find out how much time she would have to be our tour guide.
- An innkeeper in Jilyang shut the small, sliding door in my face today after I tried to ask for a reservation for Nick, using my Korean-English dictionary. Feeling offended, I went to the motel across the street to try again at Hwang Jae Jang Motel. It was about 5 bucks more than the first place but a lot less sketchy in appearance. A nice gray-haired man took me immediately to look at the room, which included a bed, bathroom and good-sized TV. As it turned out, he didn't take reservations either, but I'm more inclined to give him my business based on his courtesy.
- I asked my friends at Dongshin to pray for Nick's stomach. I really hope the Korean food doesn't make him sick. In the meantime, I've been making mental notes of western things we can eat. There are a few pretty good places to get spaghetti in Hayang. There's a KFC in Kyungsan.
- "Just one more Tuesday," I told myself on the way to work today. I was mean to the kids today. By that I mean I didn't hesitate to yell and finally stuck to my guns about not always playing games in class. It was tough, but I felt so much better about five or ten minutes of hangman when I knew they had focused for 45.
- One of my students whined when I told her I would be gone on Friday, and they would probably have Justin teacher instead. She said Justin teacher is scary. Haha! At first, I liked the idea of being missed. But then I realized that I could use a little fear factor.
- Minwoo asked me to play UNO with him and his friend last night. Again, he wanted to enforce a flicking punishment for the loser. I lost...twice. (I covered my forehead with a blanket to absorb the sting.) Then I actually suggested that the lose run outside barefoot, feeling confident that I wouldn't lose again, but I did. And the cold stone pathway in front of the church hurt my feet. I don't know how my response time got so slow. I must be distracted by a certain someone coming to visit soon.
- I had a dream last night that I chipped one of my front teeth really badly, and my first thought was, "O no! Nick is coming to visit on Friday, and I can't hide this from him!" Nick said he learned somewhere that a chipped or broken tooth in a dream means concern about relationships. So weird. It's also pretty weird not seeing my fiance for 3 months!
Wednesday, November 11, 2009
11/11 is for Pepero Day
Tuesday, November 10, 2009
Conversations and Korean Christianity
Thursday, November 5, 2009
Workout variety and bubble wrap
Sunday, November 1, 2009
Happy Halloween weekend
Thursday, October 29, 2009
Mrs. Joe
Sunday, October 25, 2009
Fighting!
Thursday, October 15, 2009
Like a child
Lately, I forget that my students are just kids. I forget the way children think or the way children act when they're having a bad day. By God's grace, certain moments remind me that the maturity level and understanding of the faces in front of me are not at the college level and usually not the high school level.