So I turned down the Daejeon offer and I am back to waiting for something in Seoul. I gotta send out more CVs.
In other news, I got some temporary sub work yesterday and taught my first few classes. Let's see, the first one was three kindergarten kids who said I looked Japanese, and would laugh whenever I spoke Korean (they didn't speak/understand much English so I had to resort to Korean to splain things). My Second class was with three adorable 8-year-old girls who would also laugh at my Korean. But they were cooler and easier to get along with than the younger kids. We read a couple of texts together about fainting goats and otters so I showed them a couple of Youtube videos. They seemed to enjoy that. The student for my third class didn't show up. And for my last class, I had a really talkative and brilliant kid named Nick.
The 40-minute classes go by extremely quickly.
Here are some pictures:
Mr. Pizza has love for women? Ummm...That's nice to know.
This thing tastes like peanut-butter flavored YOP! It ain't that bad. Here's the Wikipedia entry for Metchnikoff. Just read the last paragraph for the relationship between this Russian man and this not-Russian drink. The Internet solves yet another mystery!
Cruelest thing ever in Korea. 7-11s without Slurpees.
P.S. I want to wish my dad (who doesn't read this blog) a happy 69th birthday.