Hello, July! Yes, it's July, just incase you weren't aware. For you, it is Fourth of July weekend coming up- full of celebrations. For me, it is just another weekend here in Korea. As far as I know, there isn't any special events going on. I'm sure if I looked hard enough, I could probably find something Americanish. Nahh....
I think I'm going through a quarter life crisis...errr... almost 26 years-old --closer to 30 crisis. I know some of you just rolled your eyes and said something not-so-nice, but seriously, I think it's true. I just dyed my hair VERY dark and yesterday I signed up for a half marathon on August 30. Ok, so changing my hair is not a big deal but HALF MARATHON. CRAP! I haven't really been working out at all, so it is going be brutal training. I called 2 of my friends last night and got them to do it as well, which sucks because I woke up this morning thinking that was one of the dumbest ideas of the century. SO, now I have to do it being they are. Geesh. Someday, maybe I will learn not to make decisions in the moment- not likely.
I am officially done with tutoring in the morning for the next month! YAHHOOO!! I have my mornings free, which is awesome. I can breathe again.
Yesterday I had to explain to my students for the billionth time what my freckles were. After the discussion, David raised his hand and said, "Teacher, Raymond is make freckles.. (then proceeded to gesture how he was picking his nose and putting the boogers on himself and David) I no want the freckles." I love kindergartners... most of the time. How can you not laugh at that?
I am an countdown mode for the last week in July. I am going to have a visitor!!! Yahooo. Brianna, my good friend from Colorado is coming! I'm excited to make her do things and eat things that she never thought she would encounter. Mwahhahaha! Good times.
Anyways, not a whole lot going on here. Sorry for the not-so-interesting post. Have a wonderful 4th of July weekend! Wish I could share a sparkler with you.... and BBQ on the grill... my mouth is watering. Yum.
xoxo
Thursday, July 2, 2009
Saturday, June 27, 2009
My Brain Hurts
Hello! Hope you are all doing well! I can't believe that it is almost JULY! HOLY COW! Where did June go? Kids will be getting out of school very soon here, which means either A. they will be signing up for a billion different hagwons (private academies), B. going to school camps that specialize in different subjects, or C. playing a little and studying a lot. There summers are nothing like most of us remember- sports, playing, and doing pretty much nothing. Most of my kids do not care about summer vacation because it is not really vacation, just studying in different settings- very little fun.
Last week during my tutoring with the businessmen class, we had a discussion about how all of the students spent their summers. Most of them played very little and went to Hagwons. They talked about skipping lunch many times, so they could spend an extra 10 minutes playing basketball outside. Another student, the elder of the class, talked about his experience growing up 3 years after the Korean War (1950-1953). He talked about the hard times of poverty and just trying to make it. They didn't have toys/balls to play with, so they made balls out of anything that they could find. He said his only hope was to study and make something of himself, so that is what he did with whatever free time that he had. Nowadays, he is a successful, high-level boss in his company. He makes good money and likes to spend it on luxury things, because he was never given the opportunity when he was younger to have those things, like REAL golf balls/equipment to go golfing with.
The Korean War ripped Korean apart-literally. I have looked at the exact number of Korean civilian casualties, but every website has different statistics and a number has never been confirmed, so it seems. However, they have confirmed that the total loss of life during the war was MILLIONS. They have recently found mass graves of civilians that were killed, some totaling 100,000. THAT'S INSANE! Can you imagine living through that or even being born when the country is trying to piece itself back together? I can't. My point is, Korea is a very new, modern society that had to completely rebuild itself a little over 50 years ago. Older generations are seeing things that they never thought could be possible. Their country is completely different than it was 50 or 20 years ago. I feel like I can better understand the traditional mindset of the older generations now and why they act the way they do in some situations.
I recently read a book called Still Life With Rice by Helie Lee. The author wrote a biography about the life of her Korean grandmother, who was born in 1912. Her life was very inspiring, but it also gave me a glimpse into the traditional life of a Korean woman and what was expected of her. I won't go into great details of the book, but it was very interesting to learn about how the roles of men and women in society were and how similar it is today. For example, I have a better understanding why women are so concerned how their appearance. At one part in the book, Hongyong (grandmother) was very ill with a plaque and she didn't want to see her husband because she was worried about her appearance. It sounds so silly to me. Today, Korean women are almost always dressed perfectly- heals, makeup, and fashionable clothing. I didn't realize how important and connected it was to their past. In the past, women's main role in life was keeping up their appearance within themselves and their home. They spent everyday as a child training to be the perfect wife. Ideals for women have changed as Korea becomes more westernized, but some things still remain. They put up with a lot as a Korean wife, including the acceptance of men having affairs and attending modern day brothels frequently, especially on "business outings". There are "red light districts" practically in every section of Seoul. Gross. Still, many people believe women's place in society is to have children and run the household. Women are now starting to be accepted in the workforce, but it is not common yet. It is a very exciting time in Korea for women- a lot of changes are happening! Yahooo!
So, my outlook on Korea has changed. The things that I thought were so weird before are still weird, but I have a greater understanding of the weirdness. ha. Also, I feel like I understand the older American generations as well. Everyone's ideals come from somewhere. They are taught by someone or learned through experience- everyone influencing each other. If the world could only acknowledge the weirdness of everyone, but try to understand and embrace the differences, the world MIGHT be a better place. Just a thought. So, what I am saying is that we are all weird. Deal with it. Move on. I mean that in the nicest possible way.
Phew! That was a mouthful and a little too deep for a Saturday morning. I will end with some not-so-deep pictures. I went to a country establishment - AKA bar- and had an AMAZING time. I am more aware of my two left feet issues as I was trying to conqueror the two step. I sang every song- loudly. We rocked some cowboy hats that a friend bought for everyone. It is currently hanging on my wall in my apartment.
Now I must kill some brain cells and go get my hair done. Say goodbye to the blondish hair, hello brunette.
Over and out.
xoxo
Last week during my tutoring with the businessmen class, we had a discussion about how all of the students spent their summers. Most of them played very little and went to Hagwons. They talked about skipping lunch many times, so they could spend an extra 10 minutes playing basketball outside. Another student, the elder of the class, talked about his experience growing up 3 years after the Korean War (1950-1953). He talked about the hard times of poverty and just trying to make it. They didn't have toys/balls to play with, so they made balls out of anything that they could find. He said his only hope was to study and make something of himself, so that is what he did with whatever free time that he had. Nowadays, he is a successful, high-level boss in his company. He makes good money and likes to spend it on luxury things, because he was never given the opportunity when he was younger to have those things, like REAL golf balls/equipment to go golfing with.
The Korean War ripped Korean apart-literally. I have looked at the exact number of Korean civilian casualties, but every website has different statistics and a number has never been confirmed, so it seems. However, they have confirmed that the total loss of life during the war was MILLIONS. They have recently found mass graves of civilians that were killed, some totaling 100,000. THAT'S INSANE! Can you imagine living through that or even being born when the country is trying to piece itself back together? I can't. My point is, Korea is a very new, modern society that had to completely rebuild itself a little over 50 years ago. Older generations are seeing things that they never thought could be possible. Their country is completely different than it was 50 or 20 years ago. I feel like I can better understand the traditional mindset of the older generations now and why they act the way they do in some situations.
I recently read a book called Still Life With Rice by Helie Lee. The author wrote a biography about the life of her Korean grandmother, who was born in 1912. Her life was very inspiring, but it also gave me a glimpse into the traditional life of a Korean woman and what was expected of her. I won't go into great details of the book, but it was very interesting to learn about how the roles of men and women in society were and how similar it is today. For example, I have a better understanding why women are so concerned how their appearance. At one part in the book, Hongyong (grandmother) was very ill with a plaque and she didn't want to see her husband because she was worried about her appearance. It sounds so silly to me. Today, Korean women are almost always dressed perfectly- heals, makeup, and fashionable clothing. I didn't realize how important and connected it was to their past. In the past, women's main role in life was keeping up their appearance within themselves and their home. They spent everyday as a child training to be the perfect wife. Ideals for women have changed as Korea becomes more westernized, but some things still remain. They put up with a lot as a Korean wife, including the acceptance of men having affairs and attending modern day brothels frequently, especially on "business outings". There are "red light districts" practically in every section of Seoul. Gross. Still, many people believe women's place in society is to have children and run the household. Women are now starting to be accepted in the workforce, but it is not common yet. It is a very exciting time in Korea for women- a lot of changes are happening! Yahooo!
So, my outlook on Korea has changed. The things that I thought were so weird before are still weird, but I have a greater understanding of the weirdness. ha. Also, I feel like I understand the older American generations as well. Everyone's ideals come from somewhere. They are taught by someone or learned through experience- everyone influencing each other. If the world could only acknowledge the weirdness of everyone, but try to understand and embrace the differences, the world MIGHT be a better place. Just a thought. So, what I am saying is that we are all weird. Deal with it. Move on. I mean that in the nicest possible way.
Phew! That was a mouthful and a little too deep for a Saturday morning. I will end with some not-so-deep pictures. I went to a country establishment - AKA bar- and had an AMAZING time. I am more aware of my two left feet issues as I was trying to conqueror the two step. I sang every song- loudly. We rocked some cowboy hats that a friend bought for everyone. It is currently hanging on my wall in my apartment.
Now I must kill some brain cells and go get my hair done. Say goodbye to the blondish hair, hello brunette.
Over and out.
xoxo
Sunday, June 14, 2009
Beach Bum
Howdy! I'm jamming to country music, so that greeting sounds appropriate. I heard a country music song in a fine bar establishment last night and I practically fell out of my chair. I sang every word and my friends wanted to disown me. I think it is quite sad that some people will not allow themselves to fall in lovvve with country. Come on, people! It will change your life. I promise. :)
Anyways, I have had busy week or so! Last weekend I ventured to Busan. It is the 2nd largest city in South Korea and is located on the southern coast. It is quite different than Seoul. The buildings are much smaller and everything is a lot more condensed. I actually felt more stressed out in the city because there were soo many signs on the buildings and they had crazy lights everywhere. However, the people seem a lot more laid back than Seoul. They have a beach vibe, which I REALLY enjoy. We pretty much spent all of our time on the beach sipping on wine, watching the water, playing in the sand, people watching, and talking with other foreigners or Koreans. There were some idiot American boys one evening who thought it would be a good Idea to shoot each other with fireworks. I think their massive consumption of soju or beer made them believe that they were Harry Potter or something and they could shoot people with their "magic wands". Thankfully, they got kicked off the beach before I had to use my mad skills and introduce them to my guns (massive muscular arms). The weather was only in the 70's, so I didn't go swimming. My friends did, though, and I still think they were crazy. I would like to report that sharks are not that common in the waters around South Korea- yahooo. I will definitely go swimming next time and breathe easy knowing jaws isn't looking to make me it's next meal.
Me, Christina, and Patty (new friend and teacher at my school.)
At a crazy carnival. People actually pay to ride these dirty, smelly, and slow giant stuffed animals.
Beautiful. I starred at this scenery for hours.
Storm in the mountains.
Cute :)
I need to try this someday... but on a lake so I don't get eaten my sharks. That would put a damper on the fun.
This boy was so proud that he found a turtle. I'm wondering if he brought it home for dinner... yummm.... haha. Turtle soup anyone?
The cutest little girl (see next picture) and mom.
Adorable kids wrestling in the sand. We watched them run and play for over an hour. They were like the energizer bunnies, but way cuter. I wanted to steal them. For real. Don't worry, I didn't. I want a puppy first. Then I will move on to stealing children.
So it was a great weekend. It was something I definitely need. I have been feeling a little burned-out lately with teaching and life in Seoul. I am taking a month off from tutoring in July and can't wait. working 10+ hours a day gets old. I'm on countdown mode.
There is something about the ocean that awakens my soul. It is so refreshing. I hope you all can find that wherever you are. We all need to let it all go every once and a while. Do it. Be at peace. Listen to country music. ha.
More to come. I have a lot to say. Stay tuned.
Happy Birthday, Casey! Love you!
Thursday, May 28, 2009
North Korea Needs a Time-Out
Things are a little tense in South Korea. They lost a former president to suicide this week and of course, North Korea is being ridiculous. I am fine. North Korea is definitely on my mind, but it is not something that I am going to lose sleep over. If things progressively get worse, I may have to make some decisions. Until then, I will be living life to the fullest and enjoying my time here. I am optimistic. It's hard not to be here. South Koreans are not fazed by the conflict. It has been going on far too long. So, maybe I am being naive, but I am choosing to be that way until action needs to be taken. I am happy. That is enough right now. <3
xoxo
Sunday, May 24, 2009
Can't Feel My Toes
This weekend I got to know Buddha a little better. I went with 5 other friends/new friends to a "temple stay" at Hwa Gye Sa International Zen Center and monastery. It took about 45 minutes by subway and bus to reach our destination. It was surrounded by for forest and it was right next to a small mountain. I went into it with no expectations because I had no clue what I was getting myself into. We arrived at 2 pm Saturday afternoon. We got out room assignments and our fabulous brown vest that we had to wear all weekend. The vest reminded me of something I would wear if I worked at Walmart. It was awesome. We had an introduction meeting with our "master" (head monk of the monastery) who told us what our schedule would be like and taught us how to do three bows. The significance of bowing is 1. respect and 2. releasing all of our "junk" from inside of us (worldly thoughts/worries) and dropping them to the ground. After we headed to the mountain for a hike, which is used as a meditation tool. The monks are very healthy- eat well and exercise everyday.
Dianne, Brittney, and I Checking out the nice view on the hike. AMAZING.
The sanctuary was so packed Sunday afternoon that people had to chant/bow outside.
Rock piles of wishes/prayers/thoughts.
Our "master". A pretty sweet guy.
After the hike, we headed to dinner. It was so good! They served my favorite Korean meal- Bibimbop. It is rice (bop), veggies (mushrooms, carrots, lettuce, etc), spicy sauce, egg, and seaweed, YUMMM. Apparently, that is their typical menu because we ended up having it at every meal. (YES!)
A monk ringing the drum signifying the beginning of the evening sessions of chanting and meditation.
After dinner, we headed up to the meditation room for two, 30 minute blocks of meditation with a 10 minute break in between for us visitors. Before we entered and left the room, we had to bow our heads to these gold statues of Buddha. Then we choose a mat to sit on and waited for the session to begin. We sat on pillows and had to have our legs crossed and create an egg shape with our hands. I couldn't move my legs when we were finished. It was painful. After meditation, we headed to the sanctuary place (I have no clue what it was called) for chanting and bowing. Again the room was filled with TONS of gold Buddhas. It was kinda creepy. The ceiling was filled with lotust lanterns. The lotust is a very important symbol in Buddhism due to it's difficult blooming process. The flower itself blooms in mud, thus it has to have the perfect conditions . If people are able to have a lotust flower bloom in their own lives, it means they have reached Enlightenment. They have somehow made it through the dark, thick mud of humanity to become an "Enlightened one". After the wonders of chanting were over, we had a short discussion about our sessions and then went to bed at 9:00. I haven't gone to bed that early since junior high. We were woken up at 3:00 AM for 45 minutes of meditation, which included bowing 108 times. Yes, 108 times. I tried to keep up, but these monks were machines. I think all of us foreigners maybe did half the amount. I couldn't feel my legs when we were finished. Pleasant. NOT. Oh, and when I say bowing, I do not mean bowing my head. We bowed with our WHOLE body-standing up, then going down to our knees, then putting hands and head on the mat, and then getting up using only your legs. IT WAS SOOOOOO HARD. The monks must have fabulous legs. I am sooo sore right now. PLUS, try doing that at 3:45 AM. We then headed to the sanctuary for more chanting and bowing. You can imagine how thrilled I was when I realized I was going to have to bow MORE. Pain.
We ended the morning at 6:00 AM with breakfast and cleaning of the temple grounds. Then we all took a nap and missed our last 30 minute session of meditation, which we all wanted to go to but our bodies were not cooperating.
Many of you may be wondering why I would go on a "temple stay" when I claim to be a Christian. Well, I believe that is it really important to be educated and learn about other cultures other than my own. Many people in Korea and the world practice Buddhism and I wanted to be more informed about it and try to understand it. Also, I wanted to be able to tell my future students about my experiences in Asia and this is part of Asian culture. When I was participating in the activities of meditation and bowing, I was not picturing Buddha as I was bowing but of my own God. Jesus. Also, I only observed the chanting. They were speaking in Korean, so it was very difficult to participate nor did I really want to.
SO, What I learned.... Errr... MORE confused about...It was A LOT...
- Buddhism is filled with MANY rituals that I don't quite understand nor see how they are important. Although, some may say the same things of Christianity.
- People give sacrificial gifts to Buddha, but I don't understand the significance. He is a not a God to them nor does he have any power. Buddhism is about finding Enlightenment inside yourselves, yet they bow to statues of Buddha that have nothing to do with reaching their own Enlightenment inside themselves. It seems like a waste to me. I hope they use all of the fruit and other foods that are offered to Buddha.
- Our "master" was very careful not to give us to much insight or information about things because it was our responsibility to find the answers inside ourselves. He did not want to sway us from reaching our own Enlightenment. One of his students was trying to find an answer to an ancient riddle-like story. The "master" wouldn't tell her the answer and it took her 2 YEARS to get it right. How frustrating! I am glad that I have a Teacher who will give me the answers and I don't have to rely on my own genius self for them.
- Monks are very welcoming, generous, and loving people. I think they could do a lot of good within this world if they left the monastery more often. Meditating for 9 hours a day isn't helping feed starving children or cleaning up our Earth.
- I have new sense of thankfulness. I am thankful for my faith and religion. I am thankful that I do not have to rely on myself to reach Enlightenment because I am far too selfish and too human to ever get to that place. I am thankful that I am never alone in my fight on this Earth.
- There was a quote inside the meditation room that said something like " In the 24 hours of each day, I will not make anything." I don't understand the meaning or what "making" is referring to, but I am thankful that I am able to use my mind, and use it hopefully for good. I make mistakes daily, but I know that I am forgiven. phew.
- Basically, I now have more questions than answers about Buddhism, so I need to read up on it.
Overall, I had a wonderful weekend full of learning. I am so glad that I went. I was a peaceful and self-awakening weekend. I will probably be sore for a few days, but at least I will have rock-hard, toned legs for a few days. Also, I have a greater appreciation for Buddhism, it's culture, and it's people.
yahhooo.
ps. I can feel my toes now.
The sanctuary was so packed Sunday afternoon that people had to chant/bow outside.
Rock piles of wishes/prayers/thoughts.
Our "master". A pretty sweet guy.
After the hike, we headed to dinner. It was so good! They served my favorite Korean meal- Bibimbop. It is rice (bop), veggies (mushrooms, carrots, lettuce, etc), spicy sauce, egg, and seaweed, YUMMM. Apparently, that is their typical menu because we ended up having it at every meal. (YES!)
A monk ringing the drum signifying the beginning of the evening sessions of chanting and meditation.
After dinner, we headed up to the meditation room for two, 30 minute blocks of meditation with a 10 minute break in between for us visitors. Before we entered and left the room, we had to bow our heads to these gold statues of Buddha. Then we choose a mat to sit on and waited for the session to begin. We sat on pillows and had to have our legs crossed and create an egg shape with our hands. I couldn't move my legs when we were finished. It was painful. After meditation, we headed to the sanctuary place (I have no clue what it was called) for chanting and bowing. Again the room was filled with TONS of gold Buddhas. It was kinda creepy. The ceiling was filled with lotust lanterns. The lotust is a very important symbol in Buddhism due to it's difficult blooming process. The flower itself blooms in mud, thus it has to have the perfect conditions . If people are able to have a lotust flower bloom in their own lives, it means they have reached Enlightenment. They have somehow made it through the dark, thick mud of humanity to become an "Enlightened one". After the wonders of chanting were over, we had a short discussion about our sessions and then went to bed at 9:00. I haven't gone to bed that early since junior high. We were woken up at 3:00 AM for 45 minutes of meditation, which included bowing 108 times. Yes, 108 times. I tried to keep up, but these monks were machines. I think all of us foreigners maybe did half the amount. I couldn't feel my legs when we were finished. Pleasant. NOT. Oh, and when I say bowing, I do not mean bowing my head. We bowed with our WHOLE body-standing up, then going down to our knees, then putting hands and head on the mat, and then getting up using only your legs. IT WAS SOOOOOO HARD. The monks must have fabulous legs. I am sooo sore right now. PLUS, try doing that at 3:45 AM. We then headed to the sanctuary for more chanting and bowing. You can imagine how thrilled I was when I realized I was going to have to bow MORE. Pain.
We ended the morning at 6:00 AM with breakfast and cleaning of the temple grounds. Then we all took a nap and missed our last 30 minute session of meditation, which we all wanted to go to but our bodies were not cooperating.
Many of you may be wondering why I would go on a "temple stay" when I claim to be a Christian. Well, I believe that is it really important to be educated and learn about other cultures other than my own. Many people in Korea and the world practice Buddhism and I wanted to be more informed about it and try to understand it. Also, I wanted to be able to tell my future students about my experiences in Asia and this is part of Asian culture. When I was participating in the activities of meditation and bowing, I was not picturing Buddha as I was bowing but of my own God. Jesus. Also, I only observed the chanting. They were speaking in Korean, so it was very difficult to participate nor did I really want to.
SO, What I learned.... Errr... MORE confused about...It was A LOT...
- Buddhism is filled with MANY rituals that I don't quite understand nor see how they are important. Although, some may say the same things of Christianity.
- People give sacrificial gifts to Buddha, but I don't understand the significance. He is a not a God to them nor does he have any power. Buddhism is about finding Enlightenment inside yourselves, yet they bow to statues of Buddha that have nothing to do with reaching their own Enlightenment inside themselves. It seems like a waste to me. I hope they use all of the fruit and other foods that are offered to Buddha.
- Our "master" was very careful not to give us to much insight or information about things because it was our responsibility to find the answers inside ourselves. He did not want to sway us from reaching our own Enlightenment. One of his students was trying to find an answer to an ancient riddle-like story. The "master" wouldn't tell her the answer and it took her 2 YEARS to get it right. How frustrating! I am glad that I have a Teacher who will give me the answers and I don't have to rely on my own genius self for them.
- Monks are very welcoming, generous, and loving people. I think they could do a lot of good within this world if they left the monastery more often. Meditating for 9 hours a day isn't helping feed starving children or cleaning up our Earth.
- I have new sense of thankfulness. I am thankful for my faith and religion. I am thankful that I do not have to rely on myself to reach Enlightenment because I am far too selfish and too human to ever get to that place. I am thankful that I am never alone in my fight on this Earth.
- There was a quote inside the meditation room that said something like " In the 24 hours of each day, I will not make anything." I don't understand the meaning or what "making" is referring to, but I am thankful that I am able to use my mind, and use it hopefully for good. I make mistakes daily, but I know that I am forgiven. phew.
- Basically, I now have more questions than answers about Buddhism, so I need to read up on it.
Overall, I had a wonderful weekend full of learning. I am so glad that I went. I was a peaceful and self-awakening weekend. I will probably be sore for a few days, but at least I will have rock-hard, toned legs for a few days. Also, I have a greater appreciation for Buddhism, it's culture, and it's people.
yahhooo.
ps. I can feel my toes now.
Thursday, May 21, 2009
Be Sweet
So, I had my first "I strongly dislike Korea" experience this week. On Monday, a 5th grade student of mine told me he was having a bad day because his mother slapped him. He completely caught me off guard and I didn't really know what to say. I asked him why, and he said it was due to a bad grade on his grammar test. He got a B. My heart broke for him. I told him he was a good student, not to give up, and that I was sorry that happened. I couldn't believe that a mother would completely overact about a B. Geesh. There was nothing that I could do about the situation. There are no procedures to follow or anyone to call and report to. Korea is advanced in many ways, but when it comes to family matters, all hands are tied. I was talking to my friends about the situation and they couldn't believe that this was my first time hearing about children getting abused by parents due to bad grades. Apparently, public schools have been sending letters home with students discouraging parents' harsh punishments and intense pressure on students. They believe that there is large correlation between the pressure students face and with the suicide rate, which Korea ranks as 8th largest in the world. Speaking of death, my students are always talking about death in class. I'm not sure if that is a common topic of discussion for all students in elementary school, but it is here. If a student is absent from class and the class doesn't know why, they tell me that he or she has died and then they laugh about it. I think it is really strange.
Since I began teaching, I never realized how important it is for children to get positive encouragement from their parents,siblings, teachers, and loved ones. Sure, we all enjoy encouragement, but these kids THRIVE off of it. When I read their diaries, they always write about how someone said they did a great job in academics or activities. They will write a full page about happy they feel and how they are going to keep trying hard. Kids don't need the latest toys or electronics. Yes, they have a blast playing with them for a while, but what they need is free of cost. The things that really matter to them is feeling loved and encouraged. Please remember that when you are with your child or someone else's. Have you told them today how important they are and how you are proud of their accomplishments with the ABC's or on their effort in math? Do it. Spend time with them. You never know, your small, simple words of encouragement may be their next diary entry. It could be the
highlight of their week, month, year, or lifetime.
A mom with her children at a museum. Showing them how to draw.
xoxo
Since I began teaching, I never realized how important it is for children to get positive encouragement from their parents,siblings, teachers, and loved ones. Sure, we all enjoy encouragement, but these kids THRIVE off of it. When I read their diaries, they always write about how someone said they did a great job in academics or activities. They will write a full page about happy they feel and how they are going to keep trying hard. Kids don't need the latest toys or electronics. Yes, they have a blast playing with them for a while, but what they need is free of cost. The things that really matter to them is feeling loved and encouraged. Please remember that when you are with your child or someone else's. Have you told them today how important they are and how you are proud of their accomplishments with the ABC's or on their effort in math? Do it. Spend time with them. You never know, your small, simple words of encouragement may be their next diary entry. It could be the
highlight of their week, month, year, or lifetime.
A mom with her children at a museum. Showing them how to draw.
xoxo
Sunday, May 17, 2009
Are You There People? It's Me, Megan.
Hellllooo. Hope all is well with you! It has been a busy few weeks here. We got a new teacher at my school last week, which is really exciting! Her name is Patty and she is from New York. She is really cool! Yeah for new friends! She lives in my building as well. We have been hanging out a lot and I've been showing her the ropes in Seoul. It's kinda fun being on the other side of things- not being the lost, new person. Although, I have gotten her lost with my fabulous sense of direction. haha. It's weird to think that I have been here almost 7 months and I am not new anymore. Wowsers. I have been meeting a lot more people in the recent. It seems like people are coming out from hiding after a long winter or something. I am definitely loving it here even more. Spring/summer always makes things better. BUT I miss you all terribly.
It was Buddha's bday a couple weeks ago and I went to a temple near my house to check out all the lanterns. It was beautiful. The pictures don't do it justice. People who practice Buddhism, treat Buddha's bday as Christians would for Christmas.
It was teacher's day here on Friday. It. Was. Awesome! It was like Christmas. I got tons of flowers, nylons (strange), body spray, cute cards, food,lotion, and a very generous gift certificate to OUTBACK STEAKHOUSE. Yahoo. Honestly, my favorite gifts were the cards from students saying they loved me. That is why I am a teacher- to make a difference. I hope that is why people are teachers and if not, maybe they need to pick a new profession.
Did you know....
- A plastic surgeon/ dermatologist came up to me in the subway last week, pointed to my freckles, and started speaking Korean to me. After a few minutes of trying to communicate with each other and not understanding what he was saying, the man next to me turned to me and said, " He wants to change your face." AKA laser off your freckles. I was pissed. Who does that?? I kindly said no and smiled (the fakest smile in the history of the world), while saying curse words in my head. grrr. Thankfully, I am not 13 or I would be scarred for life. Please, be nice to the speckled folk.
- while shopping for shoes this past weekend, I realized I have a bigger size than almost all of the stores sell. Just call me "Big Foot". Welcome to Asia.
- Korea celebrates "Parents' Day". They used to only celebrate "Mother's Day", but 15 years ago the fathers got angry that they weren't being recognized, so they combined the day for both parents.
- Korean daughters are very much pressured by their families to "live the dream". Daughters are very likely to do everything their parents tell them and it's very rare for them to disobey their wishes. For example, career choices, traveling, education, etc. Remember, Korean children live with their parents/family until they marry. I would be a bad Korean daughter.
- Koreans DO NOT want to be tan. They purchase face/skin products to whiten their skin.
- My first grade students asked me if I had freckles on my butt. After I stopped laughing hysterically, I told them not to worry about it.
- I bought a guitar last week. I went with my friend Christina to a park to play around with my new toy. I took it out of the bag and was trying to figure out how to put the strap on. I noticed the all these old men were surrounding us. I asked Christina why they were staring at us and before she could answer, I realized they were waiting for the concert to begin. My concert. After I almost peed myself from laughing, I quickly put the guitar away. The men left.
- I met someone from Golden Valley, MN this past weekend. I knew exactly where she lived. It was was very strange. Small world.
I have some news that I really DO NOT want to admit, but I must. I have been secretly enjoying kimchi for the last couple months. I wanted to tell you, but I felt ashamed. I bashed it and swore I would never enjoy it, but my taste buds changed. I couldn't help it. I am really sorry. Forgive me.
I NEED YOUR HELP. I am wanting to volunteer in November (1-2 weeks), somewhere in Asia (close to Korea), before I leave Korea. If any of you know anyone or have any ideas, please contact me. I will go anywhere, money permitting of course. Thanks. "Here I am, send me."
megan.schwartz09@gmail.com
I miss you all. Think of you always. Let's chat soon.
xoxo Megs
ps. Does anyone still read this blog???
It was Buddha's bday a couple weeks ago and I went to a temple near my house to check out all the lanterns. It was beautiful. The pictures don't do it justice. People who practice Buddhism, treat Buddha's bday as Christians would for Christmas.
It was teacher's day here on Friday. It. Was. Awesome! It was like Christmas. I got tons of flowers, nylons (strange), body spray, cute cards, food,lotion, and a very generous gift certificate to OUTBACK STEAKHOUSE. Yahoo. Honestly, my favorite gifts were the cards from students saying they loved me. That is why I am a teacher- to make a difference. I hope that is why people are teachers and if not, maybe they need to pick a new profession.
Did you know....
- A plastic surgeon/ dermatologist came up to me in the subway last week, pointed to my freckles, and started speaking Korean to me. After a few minutes of trying to communicate with each other and not understanding what he was saying, the man next to me turned to me and said, " He wants to change your face." AKA laser off your freckles. I was pissed. Who does that?? I kindly said no and smiled (the fakest smile in the history of the world), while saying curse words in my head. grrr. Thankfully, I am not 13 or I would be scarred for life. Please, be nice to the speckled folk.
- while shopping for shoes this past weekend, I realized I have a bigger size than almost all of the stores sell. Just call me "Big Foot". Welcome to Asia.
- Korea celebrates "Parents' Day". They used to only celebrate "Mother's Day", but 15 years ago the fathers got angry that they weren't being recognized, so they combined the day for both parents.
- Korean daughters are very much pressured by their families to "live the dream". Daughters are very likely to do everything their parents tell them and it's very rare for them to disobey their wishes. For example, career choices, traveling, education, etc. Remember, Korean children live with their parents/family until they marry. I would be a bad Korean daughter.
- Koreans DO NOT want to be tan. They purchase face/skin products to whiten their skin.
- My first grade students asked me if I had freckles on my butt. After I stopped laughing hysterically, I told them not to worry about it.
- I bought a guitar last week. I went with my friend Christina to a park to play around with my new toy. I took it out of the bag and was trying to figure out how to put the strap on. I noticed the all these old men were surrounding us. I asked Christina why they were staring at us and before she could answer, I realized they were waiting for the concert to begin. My concert. After I almost peed myself from laughing, I quickly put the guitar away. The men left.
- I met someone from Golden Valley, MN this past weekend. I knew exactly where she lived. It was was very strange. Small world.
I have some news that I really DO NOT want to admit, but I must. I have been secretly enjoying kimchi for the last couple months. I wanted to tell you, but I felt ashamed. I bashed it and swore I would never enjoy it, but my taste buds changed. I couldn't help it. I am really sorry. Forgive me.
I NEED YOUR HELP. I am wanting to volunteer in November (1-2 weeks), somewhere in Asia (close to Korea), before I leave Korea. If any of you know anyone or have any ideas, please contact me. I will go anywhere, money permitting of course. Thanks. "Here I am, send me."
megan.schwartz09@gmail.com
I miss you all. Think of you always. Let's chat soon.
xoxo Megs
ps. Does anyone still read this blog???
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