Just a quick update...

Life here's not been overly exciting or boring or anything. I guess I've just hit a bit of a writers block kind of.

Things here have become pretty routine-which isn't to say boring. I'm very content. The work is still easy and getting easier. There's no stress involved at all anymore. Weekends are always a lot of fun. I go to a few bars in Itaewon, usually to watch a rugby game or something, brunch on sunday mornings. It's a nice life, really.

Next week should be a little bit more adventurous/touristy though. Matt's coming for the week, so I'll give him the grand tour of my city. There's plenty to see and do so it should be quality.

Couple of funny stories:
I shaved my head last week. My kids went crazy, but they can't grasp the difference between "bald" and "shaved", so they keep calling me bald in Korean (Dae Cha Ri) it's really degrading. BUT, I've also had "Teacher! Dae Cha Ri, like Beckham!" that makes me feel better. They can call me bald as long as they assume Beckham's bald too.

The kids again:
Somehow they found out I was a wrestler(I think they googled me). I can't get them to understand that I wasn't in the WWE though-which is huge over here-and it's spread through the entire school. A 1st grader called me "wrestler teacher" Thursday. My students have asked me if I've wrestled, John Cena, Hulk Hogan, Kurt Angle, etc. When I tell them no, they ask if I beat them. They really live in their own world and they refuse to believe anything different than the idea that their teacher was once challenging Shawn Michaels to a cage match last year.
I also had one girl want to know what my outfit looked like, she meant to ask if I wore pants or the little speedo, but she asked "Teacher, do you wear pants or panties." I assured her that I always wore pants, and never panties...expect on special weekends.

The kids crack me up, they've always got something funny and interesting to say.

Ok, one more example:
I'm teaching my 5th graders "over here" "over there"
And I repeat: "The door is over there, the door is over there, the door is over there, the door is over there" Then I say Jony, finish the sentence. "The door is..." he yells with sure confidence "YELLOW!"
Sigh, sometimes I do no good.

More next week or the week after, I go through writers block now and then, sue me.