Trash 1: Kang Shin-who strikes again with absolutely TERRIBLE JOURNALISM. The Korean Rum Diary already ripped him a lovely new one but in short: Kang completely glosses over the underlying issues of corruption in Korean bureaucracy--particularly in education, in order to bash on two foreign students who apparently don't speak Korean very well.
Trash 2: The crap in my lungs. Usually colds start in my head and end up in my lungs. This one started completely in my lungs and only led to mild congestion after the initial 36 hours of coughing. Nice, deep, wet, and painful coughs. Oh the joys of being a teacher.
Trash 3: The Cheonan. Okay, so this isn't trash per se but the boat is now. All of the civil servants in the country (including teachers) wore black ribbons today and there was a minute of silence at 10am. It was actually an amazing way to start class, my students were super focused after a minute of having their eyes closed and pondering tragedy. The expat community seems increasingly nervous given the mounting evidence that the explosion was the result of a direct attack. I'm ambivalent. It was a horrible tragedy but I doubt that it's going to escalate into a full blown war. North Korea simply doesn't have the funds--or even the food to sustain any sort of major military procedure.
Trash 4: Bumping into something sharp and ruining my new stockings. A bruise AND trash. Oh the joys of being a spaz.
3 comments:
That's why you always have to have a spare.
...They were my spare. I didn't want to buy 2 until I was sure they fit since I wasn't entirely sure if I'd like them. They were about what you could expect from the grocery store variety. Oh well! I'll buy several pairs this time around.
...They were my spare. I didn't want to buy 2 until I was sure they fit since I wasn't entirely sure if I'd like them. They were about what you could expect from the grocery store variety. Oh well! I'll buy several pairs this time around.
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