Updates: I’ve been quiet for some time and major apologies. I’ve been very busy handling my shock and culture shock. Here’s what’s been going on a) So the sun hasn’t been out in like, FOREVER since winter and even as we’re sliding into Spring, all is still gray, depressing… and COLD; b) This leads me to take weekly weekend excursions in an attempt to snap out of a depressing “I’m alone, having a hard time” funk and back into “travel adventure” mode; c) I love my students (my 4th graders especially, as I have boys that “squeal” like little girls when they’re excited) and the job of teacher-taining; d) I’m learning that while you should respect a culture and its systems, there are times you’d be at a gross and unfair disadvantage unless you occasionally pull out your “foreigner/’waygook‘ card”; d) …which brings me to the lame co-teacher thing & how I’ve been patient and nice up until now…; e) My survival and dealing with my funk in Korea rests solely upon me.
Sexy, no; but cute? Yes. My face mask, ironically called “Love Story”…
is not what I’m feeling for this place now.
Seeing face masks on my students in class or on passing pedestrians in the subway and on Daegu streets have become a norm for me. Face masks are commonplace here- many of them even have a cute or color design to them (animal faces, Hello Kitty, you name it…) to make them more appealing, stylish and friendly to fun.
Before moving to Korea, Asians wearing face masks was something I just didn’t understand. On my recent JAL flight over here, seeing people (more…)