On a lighter note: I've been teaching 2 students for the past 2 1/2 weeks. The students are on winter vacation, but 2 students have signed up for winter camp. I still have a week and a half left of camp with these 2 girls. I chose to do Glee camp with them. I found workbooks and powerpoint presentations online (a great site for foreign teachers to use). I've been teaching them new words and phrases, adjectives, verbs, giving advice, asking questions. I play music videos for them and they have to fill in a worksheet with the missing words. Then we watch an episode of Glee each class. After we watch Glee they answer questions about the show and ask me questions about school, culture, life in America and they finish by writing in a journal. I wasn't sure how well this camp would work out with just 2 students. They love watching Glee and have really been talking a lot more and asking more questions after each episode. It's really funny to watch how giddy they get when Mr. Shue (the glee director on the show) comes on. My 15 year old girls have a huge crush on his character, it's really cute to watch them. I really enjoy reading their journals, too. Usually it's about the show or how tired or hungry they are. On Monday and Tuesday I brought in chocolate chip cookies for them. They devoured probably 2 dozen cookies on Tuesday alone. My one student, Soe Jin, who is much quieter than Soe Yeon, wrote on Tuesday "I'm very sad because I didn't say thank you to Megan. Thank you Megan. Cookies are delicious. I love cookies. Megan is very good cook. I'm sorry, sorry, sorry Megan." haha. It was really cute. I like those girls.
Last week the students were in school in order to prepare for graduation. Graduation happened on Thursday and perhaps a ceremony on Friday. I'm not too sure, you know, I'm never told anything. I just sit at my desk until someone tells me it's time go. On Thursday I was let out of school at 2 pm, which was totally awesome. But first I went out to lunch with all my co-teachers. They love sashimi, so we are always going out for that. I'm not so much a fan, but I hide the taste with spicy sauce. The gym teacher kept offering me beer and soju. It didn't happen once, maybe 4 times he offered to pour me either beer or soju. At noon on a Thursday, I wasn't interested in either. I think he felt that I didn't understand him. He called my co-teacher over to ask if I wanted beer or soju. I said I didn't and was okay with water. He then preceded to say "Korean's drink a lot, the gym teacher says every night you need to practice drinking soju and beer. Every day practice!" ... um, okay?
The next night I was driven to Gwangju with my co-teacher and the computer guy for a 'dinner party.' Of course, true to Korean fashion, I was told that morning. I had no idea what this dinner party entailed. We showed up at a nice hotel and walked into a banquet room with a buffet and the karaoke machine being plugged in. Turns out it was a retirement party for the principal and a few teachers. I really like the principal and am sad he is leaving. He is always so friendly to me and it really makes the atmosphere at school much better when he walks in and sees me with a huge smile "Miss Megan, good morning!" or "Miss Megan, let's go home!" I hope the new principal will be as kind as this principal. One of the teachers in my office also retired. He is a super friendly man as well. He was always the one to tell me it was lunch time, talk to me, offer me snacks and anytime I walked in the room in the morning he was the first to look up and nod at me. As he was leaving last Friday he came to me and said "Miss Megan. I retired this month. I'm really going to miss you!" It was sweet. Back to the 'dinner party' speeches were made, food was served, people began eating and with the eating began the soju pouring. For those that don't know, in Korea the custom is to pour someone else's drink or shot for them. You don't pour your own beer and if you want soju, you'll offer a shot to someone else so they can reciprocate. The principal began his rounds to pour soju for each table and one person would pour him one. He made his way to my table and poured a shot for the other teachers and when I offered to pour him a shot, he said no. "No Miss Megan, we do love shot!!" I can't say no to the sweet man, so a little shot of soju was poured and we did a 'love shot' to cheers and of course, pictures being taken. The singing began and I was able to escape out to get the bus to my apartment. As I stood up and put my jacket on, across the room the principal noticed me and began yelling (most of the men were pretty drunk from the abundance of soju shots!) "Miss Megan, bye! Goodbye Miss Megan! Goodbye! See you Monday? No Sunday? Monday!"