Monday, October 17, 2011

My fellow teachers

Some of you ask me about my fellow teachers.

I am the only girl out of the foreign teachers. There is one Korean woman teacher, but I never see her. So basically, I only interact/teach with the 3 male teachers, pictured below.

There is British guy and American guy. Can you guess which is which?!



But, since South African guy had to take that picture and therefore could not be in it, I took a separate picture of him on the bus.



They don't know about this blog.

Nobody tell them!

:D

Lantern Festival

I never showed you lanterns.

Now, see the lanterns:




Lantern Tunnel 1:




Lantern Restaurant:




Lantern Tunnel 2:




Bird Lanterns:




Bunny Lantern:




Some British guy and the only picture of ME and a lantern:

Friday, October 7, 2011

Amazing weekend pictures!

Fun weekend time!!!!

My friend, after reading my sarcastic blogs about how Korea has no nature, attempted to take me to see nature.

The only catch was I had to wear a hat.



We climbed a tower and saw some rice fields. Nature!




But, as you can see, Korea's version of nature is filled with paved paths, museums and rest stops, and neatly planted rows of trees. And park benches.




However, if you look straight up and try to ignore the roar of traffic, it almost looked like real nature!




Then we found a zoo! There were strange animals, like these things.




I also saw the most disturbing thing of my life (click to make bigger):


What the heck?!!!


Finally, we went to dinner, where a group of Koreans forced me to eat silkworms, live octopus, and chicken feet. I don't have pictures of all of that, but you can see the silkworms and the live shellfish (we cooked them!) below.



Korean food is beginning to grow on me.

Although it will never take the place of tacos in my heart.

Happy Birthday to Me~

Yeah, it was my birthday!

If you didn't know that, I'm sure you're heading out to buy me a birthday card right now.


My birthday was uneventful, as always. I worked my regular schedule, 3 children's classes and 2 adult classes.

Some of my kids were giving me a hard time, so I told them it was my birthday so PLEEEEEEAAAAASSSSSSE finish your work today.

They didn't believe me until I showed them my birth date on my driver's license. Then they sang, and one of them gave me a Duel Masters card. It was cute. They even finished their work. It's days like that that I really love children.


But as much as I loved my children that day, my hatred for men was as strong as ever.

If any of you want to know more details, you must Skype me. It is a story that cannot be put into typed words.

I spontaneously decided to discuss the differences between men and women in my adult class. It not only confirmed my suspicions, but enlightened me on the behaviors of both Western and Korean men. (Again, if you want to know what I'm talking about, set up a Skype date with me.)


Fortunately, my birthday was not ruined. An amazing person found cheddar cheese, sour cream, AND cilantro in Seoul and brought them to me.

Right now I am spending Friday night by myself making refried beans from scratch...I don't really think I could be happier.

Unless I had a puppy, or something.




TACOS!!




Hat picture next, I promise.

Tuesday, October 4, 2011

Congratulations. You called my bluff.

Fine. I see how it is.


I will continue to post about my life in Korea, and you all continue to lurk on my blog without actually making interactions with me.

I've decided to develop a point system for interacting with me. This point system will determine how much I love you.



The points will be distributed as follows:


Taren Interaction Points

Blog lurking: .1 points
Blog comment: 1 point
Short email: 1.5 point
Long email: 2 points
Facebook post or comment: 1 point
Online chat conversation: 2 points
Skype video chat: 5 points
Written letter: 10 points
Visiting Taren in Korea: 50 points
Sending Taren tacos/taco ingredients: 100 points



That's right, I would rather receive taco ingredients than have you visit me.

Kaylee has the most points right now. She has posted a couple times, and has apparently sent me a letter. I love her more than you.

Just kidding. My mother sent me taco ingredients. Sorry, Kaylee.


But I do really like letters. Hint. Hint. HINTTTTTTTTT.



Next post will be pictures of lanterns. And me in a hat.

Sunday, October 2, 2011

AMAZING WEEKEND

I went to some really cool places!

I even have pictures!

But none of you are emailing me, so you don't get to see them.

I hope you're happy.



:)



Update:

I also ate strange food.

That moves.

Saturday, September 24, 2011

Are we human? Or are we dancer....

Whenever I leave the house I am constantly reminded that I am a foreigner, and therefore not quite human.

These are the general reactions I have received so far.


Babies: Stare at me, mouth hanging open. Their expressions do not change if I smile and wave at them. But they are soooo chubby and adorable.

Small children: Smile shyly. Some of them will say 'hello,' as they've probably recently started learning English and they know that white person = English. When I say hello back, they get really shy and hide behind their mom's leg.

Middle school boys: Sometimes I get a 'hello' but usually I receive a series of quick glances, or nothing at all. They are probably the most discrete at staring.

Middle school girls: This group is probably the most interested in talking to me. The brave ones may walk up and try to talk to me. These girls, which are usually in a group, like to say 'hello' or 'good morning!' And when I respond, they turn into a giggly mess and run away.

Adult men: They stare at me for the entire time that I am in their line of vision. And not at my face. If I make eye contact with them they try to make it seem like they were staring at whatever was directly behind me. Or, they just keep staring until I feel awkward and creeped out.

Adult women: They hardly look at me, but will return a smile if I offer one. How pleasantly normal of them.

Old men: They stare at my FACE and usually smile, for the most part. Although they also tend to turn their heads as I walk by, so that they can keep me in their line of vision and therefore stare at me longer. They don't really try to hide the fact that they're staring at me.

Old women: They avoid me like I am diseased. They try to avoid looking at me, but if I make eye contact they do not break it...but they will not return a smile. The older they are, the more they hate me, because I am a dirty American and obviously want to kill her.


Note: Of course, this does not reflect the behavior of all Koreans, although I have noticed these certain patterns of behavior. The shop keepers at the places I visit a lot are, of course, used to me and do not do these things.

I am in no way complaining. I find most of these reactions quite amusing, like when I would pretend to be blind with the guide dogs just to see people's reactions.

I am an alien here, and that's okay.

Do not be afraid, Korea. I will not hurt you.

Muahahahahahaha!


I'm starving to death. Seriously, where are the tacos here?!