Welcome to my classroom

Sorry that we have posted so little since we have moved to Wrocław. I’ve been focused on settling into my classroom.  While this is my 10th year teaching, I’ve co-taught every year but my first.  It is a new thing to plan every aspect of my day solo.  While it is overwhelming, I’m enjoying it.

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My room is a cute little attic with a slanted ceiling and four support poles that I’ve turned into trees.

We are a very small school, in addition to being in my room for core classes, the students also take music, art, and Polish in my room.  The students who bring a bag lunch also eat with me,  in our room. We walk 10 minutes to a Tai Quon Do studio for PE  class.  Library is in the room next to our class.

We have one class for each grade level and I have 9 students. We work well together.  In addition to being from many countries, we have lived in a wide variety of countries on 5 continents. Their diverse backgrounds add to our lessons.

 

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Recess is fabulous here.  We have 15 minutes in the morning and 25 minutes after lunch. Our spaces are limited but the kids play well. Lately, cops and robbers has been very popular and I keep getting arrested.

Next year we will merge with 2 sister schools to a large campus. It will be a big change for us. My room will quadruple in size and each specialist will have their own room.

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Side view of our school

This is an IB Word School and we use the PYP transdisciplinary themes and scope and sequence as our structure.  I don’t follow a text book but I have a list of concepts that students must master (for our non -teaching friends. )

As an example: In the transdisciplinary theme, How the World Works, my unit is titled Our Changing World. In science I taught how the the world is organized into landforms and bodies of water, rocks and minerals, and how earth is organized into layers. We then evaluated how the earth’s layers can change quickly (earthquakes, tsunamis, and volcanos) or slowly (weathering, erosion, and deposition.) In math, we explored units of measurement and how measurement is organized in metric units. Again, we telescoped from smallest to largest and back. We also applyed our understanding of measurement in describing the length/height of the layers of the earth and in the characteristics of the   aspects of the earth. In Language Arts, we developed our skills in comparing and contrasting as well as cause and effect. Students compared landforms, rocks, and minerals and described how the changes in our earth happen through cause and effect writing. We also developed our sentence fluency and looked at the traits and structures of sentences.
This is the closest that I’ve come to teaching as I wrote in my teaching philosophy and I am content.

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Field trip to the Wielicka Salt Mines

Field trips are also fabulous here . I try to go on one every unit. In unit I went on two. We are learning about our world from top to core. On one trip we went on a walk to identify various landforms and we went to a science museum to do a rocks and minerals workshop. We were gone all day and took the tram.
On the second trip we traveled 3 hours to the Wielicka salt mine for a workshop where we learned about rocks, minerals, and the layers of the earth. It was a fantastic experience.

 

Teaching round-up

We really don’t post enough about our teaching activites here. It’s really a blast to teach elementary kids, because, well, the cliches are true. Kids are empty sponges soaking up stuff, and it’s fun to watch them squeeze knowledge back out once in a while. So, here’s a few things we did over the last few months.

Summer camp!
Akasha made a comic retelling an Anansi story for her students to read and had her students make animated gifs to retell the Anansi story, Why Anansi Has Long Legs. Here’s the link: http://anansihaseightlegs.tumblr.com/

Mike did videos for “It’s a small World” with his 4th graders. Their illustrations turned out great, and the video was fun to make, though I regret that the pictures are a bit hard to see.

I (Mike) also worked with the fifth graders to make stick-puppet illustrations for “The Princess and the Dragon!” I’m pretty proud of my kids for being able to work through my bad instructions, and of myself for figuring out how iMovie works.

Field Trips

Several weeks ago, Mike went with his sixth graders to the ice rink in

Me, not falling down!

Gwangju. Now, Koreans aren’t known for their ice skating, (Kim Yuna excepted) and most of the kids hadn’t skated much, if at all. But, kids are troopers. So, we all got in a bus at 9 in the morning and made the 45 minute ride up to the World Cup Soccer complex, which has an ice rink, an archery center, and an equestrian pavilion. We skated for a couple of hours, where after getting my skating legs back (it had been a while) I showed off my Minnesota skate chops. Go Gophers!

Yay!

Akasha also went on the 6th grade class field trip.  We began the day with a short ride on a very modified turtle boat into the bay and a walk along the estuary. Later we had a picnic and played in the park for over an hour of free play.  Finally, we went to this beautiful traditional motel that I’d love to stay at (hint. hint.) They were divided into two sections. One section had a tea ceremony class, the other half  had a how to make tea candies.  It was very cute.  I enjoyed watching and learning. I could pick up little bits in Korean.  If you’d like to try a tea ceremony, you can make a reservation at the Como Tea House. It is a Japanese tea ceremony, but there is a lot of overlap.

Fancy Tea Party on Akasha’s field trip

School Festival
We posted last year about the school festival, so this is to say, it happened again. It was just as cute and intense as last year, but this time Mike got out his video camera and recorded snippets from each of the acts. Here it is:

Class Projects

The whole crew

Halloween is not a real thing here. You can find a couple of masks and pumpkin shaped mini buckets at the markets, but they don’t have costume parties, dress up, trick-or-treat, or do any of that stuff.  My 6th grade book focuses on western culture by having an awkward chapter on inviting people to house warming parties, pajama parties, and Halloween parties. It is very strange to have 30 kids talking about party invitations when they don’t know anything about the party.  So I gave them a primer on Halloween parties, then we made invitations. Here are some of the top. (psst, if you ask my students about their birthday parties, they hung out with one friend. Very different.)

The new kindergarten teacher and I have been collaborating on teaching paralel themes.  She taught about Halloween this October, so I had a trick-or-treat party for them. It was great.  Some of my social 6th graders stopped by to visit that day and saw me making party favors and volunteered to help out.  They were priceless.  We made ghost suckers, witch hat cookies, treat baggies, pin the nose on the witch, and a bobbing for apples station.  It was fantastic.  Getting 22 Kindergartners to trick-or-treat and play two games would have been impossible otherwise. It was a fantastic, exhausting day.

Korean elementary schools

I (Akasha) am a teacher at home (MN, U.S.A.) as are many of my friends.  This post is intended mostly as a comparison of teaching in Korea to teaching in our public schools.

Big Differences:
Things are very last minute here. Even after a year, I was struck by the last minute approach when the school year changed. I think that we’ve mentioned before that teachers change schools every four years.  They can only teach in the same province for eight years.  That means in a 20 year teaching career you will teach in 3 provinces. The school year starts nation-wide the day after Korean Memorial Day. This year it started on a Friday.

The Monday before the school year began, the teachers were informed what schools they would be teaching in (and therefore what towns). On the first day at the new schools, they learned what grades and subjects they would be teaching.  Then, the teachers went up by team to select envelopes.  The envelopes had student rosters in them.  They drew their rosters at random.  That is VERY different from home where we begin planning the elementary class rosters the spring of the previous school year, trying to get the right blend of personalities and academic strengths in a room.

To clarify: on Monday they were assigned to their school, drew student rosters, and were assigned rooms.  Wednesday was a national holiday.  School started on a Friday.  On Friday the school was still a mess.  Desks were in the hall, and all the old teacher’s stuff was up on the wall.  Looked like a tornado had just passed.  Crazy.

Ice cream filled rice cakes

Kids clean the building.
I mentioned this before, but it still startles me.  The kids clean the building.  While it is good that the students take responsibility to maintain their building, you can imagine that they aren’t the most diligent cleaners. (Mine keep trying to clean the tables with the brooms they sweep the floors with.)

Building layout
The buildings here have a slightly different layout, more open sided like a California school (think 90210.)  My school has 3 buildings.

A Building: Administrative offices, Nurse/Dentist, English, Ping-pong room, 2nd, 3rd, and 4th grades.  The library, 5-6 music classroom,  the computer lab, and art room

(Pretty garden, parking, play space between)

B Building: Kindergarten (optional 1 classroom + kinder bathroom), 1st, 5th and 6th grade. There’s also a classroom just for violin lessons.

C Building: Cafeteria and Gym (two floors)

School calendar:
The school year begins the day after Korean memorial day. This year it was a Friday, the 2nd  of March.  We teach one semester that ends in July, then have a 5 week vacation.  We return to school in September for the 2nd semester, and teach until December.  Then we have a five week winter vacation.  This keeps the schools empty (minus “camps”) during the hottest and the coldest months of the year. The Korean school year is 221 days, almost 40 days more than Minnesota’s 182 day calendar. (This is the first year without school every other Saturday too)

Graduation Day!

The odd part is that students return to school for one week in February for graduation week.  At my school we didn’t teach any content, they didn’t have any electives, but everyone was here for a week.  On Friday, K-5th grade comes to school for 2 hours, then leaves. The 6th grade held a graduation ceremony, then the teachers went out to lunch.

The school day:
The day officially starts at 9, but by 8:30 the crossing guards have left.  Yup, most kids get to school about an hour early.  Classes start at 9 and are 40 minutes long. There’s a 10 minute break between each class, but a 20 minute break after period 2.  (At Mike’s school, Wednesday’s classes only have a five minute break between periods.) Grades 1-4 only go to school for 4 periods a day.  They leave after lunch.  That’s right.  They eat a free, hot, made fresh at school lunch, then go home at 1pm.  Only grades 5 & 6 are in the building after lunch. During the free periods teachers usually go to the lounge, run errands, have a snack/ smoke.  Students are completely unsupervised for much of the day, also a big difference from  home.

Parent – Teacher Associations
PTAs are much more powerful here.  They second the text books that the teachers select and can override the teacher’s decision.  They come to observe our class (not the admin) in groups of 20+.  They are the crossing guards.  The parents can change many things in a school.  We needed 5 chaperones for a trip.  Almost 30 volunteered.  We paid to take all 30, even though it was too many adults.

Crab soup, tofu, kimch, veggie custard, and greens

Crab soup, tofu, kimch, veggie custard, and greens

Classroom management:
Behavior management is very different.  Corporal punishment was outlawed just before we arrived.  I don’t see teachers hitting students, but I do see them pulling their ears, making them do burpees, making them do downward dog on their knuckles… The most common punishment is to make a student stand at the back of the room.

Confucian philosophy affects everything here, and this means that the students are really good at policing each other.  I told my 5th graders that if every student did their homework the whole class would get a sticker.  The next period only 1 or 2 students were missing their work.  The period after that, everyone had their work finished.  They made sure that the disorganized kids got it done so they wouldn’t miss out.  I just can’t picture my US students policing each other this much.

The overall philosophy is that the children should work it out amongst themselves.  This has its positives, but does lead to an awful lot of bullying.  I would say, anecdotally, that their anti- bullying curriculum is about 10 years behind what I am accustomed to.

Socializing:
Like at home, we teachers have a “friendship fund.”  It is $30 a month.  The money goes to support teacher activities.  The entire school gets together on Wednesdays from 3-5pm to play volleyball and eat snacks. Once every few weeks we have an inter school game against three other schools , and once a semester we go out to dinner as a staff.

A teacher’s meeting

Teacher dinner is always on a Wednesday.  After the dinner many of the teachers go to the Noraebang and sing karaoke style.  A bunch go on after to have a snack and drink.  Mind you there is a lot of dinking going on at the previous two events.  The events usually go on till 2 a.m.  Then we have school the next day.

Students:

Most of this has been said, but the elementary students work hard and play hard.  They get here an hour early. They clean the  building inside and out.  87% go to private school before/after class.

My students play hard.  They have two 10 minute breaks, a 20 minute break, and an hour long lunch/free time break.  There are no rules and no supervisors during free time.  They play soccer in the halls, they play dodge ball without restraint.  They  climb on displays, out windows, and aren’t being naughty.  It’s okay.  If they get hurt, it is their responsibility.(Big difference there) They are pretty awesome.  I like’em.  My favorite time of year is camps so I can tailor make lessons to bring out the fun in them.

Subs:

There are virtually no subs.  You might be able to get a long-term sub if you put in a request in advance and one is available.  Otherwise a teacher will periodically pop-in to check on your students.  Last year a 1st grade teacher  had a family emergency and was gone for +1 month.  My co-teacher would go for a period a day to check on her 1st graders.  There was no instruction in that time.

Teachers Day:

Ah teacher’s day.  Minnesota teachers, you have no idea. On teacher’s day we cancel classes.  All the teachers go to the stadium and play a bracket style volleyball game.  My school went to the final round this year.  The men’s team played the first game at 8:30 am and they finished play 7:30 pm.  In between there were tons of snacks.  Before and after teachers day I was flooded with thanks.  Here are a few of the sweet notes I got:

Finally, here is a video I made to give you an idea of what my school is like.  Can you count how many “Hellos” and bows I get?  I can’t.

Good News- Bad News

This has been a week of ups and downs.

A few weeks ago Mike and I re-signed to teach the 2012- 2013 school year at our current schools.  We like our schools, we like our apartment, we love our neighborhood. We were content.

Last Tuesday I saw a post the JETI was hiring Korean English teacher trainers.  (boy that’s a lot of modifiers.)  I submitted my resume and cover letter on a whim and received a phone call an hour later.  I went out for an interview the next day.  JETI is in Damyang,  a tourist spot famous for its bamboo forest. The drive out there was romantic.  Snow covered mountains, pine trees, farms, a beautiful lake.  Awesome.  Like Misery without the yuckiness.

I digress.  So, it turns out that this is my dream job.  I like my school.  I love my school.  But, overall, the English teachers here are stuck on the Grammar Translation method and the Audio -Lingual method.  They have been told to use Communicative Language Teaching, but have been trained in the methods.  So you end up with the G-T/ A-L cycle repeating endlessly.   The job would  be a step in ending that cycle,  I would be training Korean teachers to teach English to Korean elementary students in 6 month intensive seminars.  The teachers would then go abroad and take their TEOFL certificate.  I would be a cog in the system that would shift the teaching paridigm.  Cool.

They called and offered me the job last Thursday. I was so excited.  I chattered endlessly at the director.  (you know, the more excited I am the more I chatter.) There was a hang-up.  I am under contract until April 23rd and the new position starts on February 1st.

For the past week we have been trying to convince my principal to let me go.  She won’t.  It’s just been made official. I am here.  Here I am.

On the good side, I love my school.  My principal has a good attitude, my school has a good tone and I like the teachers.  We love our neighborhood.  We are between two mountains, two blocks from the ocean, surrounded by fabulous restaurants, and we like our neighbors.  We like our apartment.  We have a romantic view of the sunset, we don’t look straight on at another 15 story building, as often happens in Korea, and it has a cute porch.  The “other” job would have had us separated for  3 months, living in a city of 5 million people, Mike would have had to find a new job, and I would have a 45 minute commute each way.

I am thankful to have the best sweetie in the world.  He tolerates all of my whimseys.  When they offered me the job I knew he’d be up for the adventure. It doesn’t get much better than Mike.  We are sad to lose this opportunity. I dreamed about it all week.  Last night he caught me sleep walking.

Thankfully the process is over.  We are starting our winter vacation.  We leave for a few days in Seoul, then it is off for a week in Japan.  This time we are exploring the Osaka- Kyoto region.  I can’t wait to tell you all about it when we get back.

Or maybe I can show you picture as we eat food-on-a- stick and walk to the dairy barn…

Snowy day!

I just wanted to share a quick video of my kids playing in the snow yesterday.  We got about two inches of the biggest, fluffiest flakes ever.

Little things to notice:

The doors to the school are open (all year-we wear coats and gloves inside).

The kids are unsupervised during recess (they have about 1hr 40 mins unsupervised time daily).

They are making and throwing snowballs at each other ( no one gets hurt either…)

Free time is so different here, but kids are the same everywhere.

School Festival!

The stage, and the camera-boy.

(Mike )

When October comes to Korea, elementary school students all over the country start practicing their special skills. Homeroom teachers become variety show producers, thinking of new skits and songs and dance routines for their students to produce. The halls are filled with the sounds of recorders playing folk songs ranging from old Korean standby Arirang to the more modern Edelweiss, from the Sound of Music.

My school, Soehae, was no exception. I’d heard the rumors from other schools whose festivals had gone before, but nothing could quite prepare me for the over-arching three-hour bacchanalia of cute and clever talents of kids aged five to thirteen performing on a gymnasium stage.

Kids in Hanbok

I went down to the gym around nine-fifteen, a few minutes before the festival was due to begin. The gymnasium had been converted to a theater, with folding chairs down both sides of a central aisle, and in the middle towards the back a platform held a camera on a tripod, and a fifth grade camera-boy, to record the whole show.

The parents were just starting to file in. As is the custom, you are not supposed to wear shoes inside a school, even if it is a gymnasium that has been worn smooth by thousands of sneakers. The parents hadn’t brought the indoor shoes, so they did the alternative: The stuck their feet in plastic baggies and tied them shut at the ankles. Imagine if you will a room full of parents shuffling around with their feet in plastic baggies. It was even odder than you’re imagining.

The show started, as it must, with a cute couple of kids welcoming the parents to the show. Then, a group of school-kids came out to play arirang on the recorder. Then, first-graders in traditional Korean outfits called Hanboks came out. They danced, and lip-synced to a Korean popular song whose lyrics were a complete mystery to me. Then, every five minutes, there was another show: third graders sat on the stage holding soda bottles containing beads; they shook them and pounded the floor in a percussion show. Then came some more third graders, all in yellow shirts and wearing faux American Indian headbands. They knocked together wooden sticks to the beat of a song I can’t remember.

Parents' row

For many acts, the parents moved up front, crowding the pit in front of the stage, and thrusting their cameras up to film the action. I though at some point there were more photographers than performers. I suspect the scene is familiar to anyone with kids in America.

There were no solo or duet acts. Korea isn’t big on the idea of individuals showing off, at least not at the public school level. The smallest group of kids was about six, who came out in berets and played their accordions in unison.

Meanwhile, behind the scenes, the classes lined up for their turn on the stage and frazzled teachers tried to keep the show together. It went on for about four hours, until finally, the crowd thinned out to the final sets of parents, the show closed and we all returned to our classrooms exhausted and ready to go home.

(Akasha )
School festivals are awesome, so different from MN school festivals.  (One day I’ll do a US/ ROK elementary compare and contrast entry) My schedule was rearranged for a month as each class rehearsed during 6th period for the month.)  Classes were cancelled the day before the big show for dress rehearsal.  All students sat in the gym and watched the dress rehearsal.  It was the noisiest, most rambunctious “watching” I’ve ever seen.  During the actual production the teachers were busy watching/ helping the show.  Classes that weren’t on stage or in que were supervised by one teacher per floor,  a 1/120 adult/ student ratio!

Kindergartners exiting performance #2

Most of the performances were very similar to Mike’s school festival.  The big difference and most memorable was the “play” the 6th graders performed.  It went from birth to death.  It covered being born, first day of school, first day of middle school, studying for national exams, graduations, fun with friends, going to college (Harvard), compulsory military service, falling in love, graduation,  getting married, having babies, a soju rage (professional men binge drinking and questioning the life, very existential and ugly, usually around age 60) getting old, and dying.  It was awesome and the one the kids really paid attention to.  Super fun, if not a little depressing.

soju stupor

The performances were spotless.  The parents seemed pleased, and the kids had fun.  None of this would have happened back home, it was strange and wonderful.

School field trips

I’ve been waiting for this day since I first heard about it, the teacher field trip.  One of the great differences in South Korean and US schools are the field trips.  The students go on two field trips a year.  A weekend long trip and a day trip.  Most schools have teacher field trips. Our school went to Chan Gwan mountain last week.  We started classes 10 minutes early and taught 4 classes back-to back, ate lunch, and at 12:30 we got on a tour bus for an hour+ drive to the base of a mountain.

Each person had a snack pack on our seats including a bottle of water, several oranges, dried squid, dried octopus, a few almonds, and korean sausages.  The sausages look like a pink goo paste and are not on my list of things to try. My lead teacher kept offering me shots of soju and his unwrapped sausage, I declined the sausage. In explaining why, they made me homesick for Kramarczuk’s Polish sausage.  The staff sang karaoke versions of traditional songs during the 1 1/2 hour long ride.  Most of them were able to sing well. There was no ironically bad singing on this trip.  Everyone was trying to impress the principal.

Okay, so we arrived at the base of the mountain a little bit tipsy.  Each teacher was then given a can or two of beer, and sent up the mountain. (2:30 pm)  We hiked up the very steep mountain.  We stopped twice to rest along the way.  Each time, we lost teachers who went down to rest and wait.

After hiking up the path we summited at a beautiful field of paintbrush grass and a lookout.  We stopped for group photos and to drink the beers that were brought up, and then we rock hopped down the eastern ridge of the mountain. The mountain was seaside and the coast was dotted with islands.  It took me quite a bit longer to get  down than to get up since the eastern side so was so rocky/ muddy.  It was a cool, sunny, beautiful day.  I wish we could have lingered.

(Side note) There is a huge difference in how Americans and Koreans hike.  Every hike I’ve taken here I’ve been startled by their style.  As a rule of thumb, they dress to the nines in high tech gear and carry full, five course meals in the packs. They travel in large, quick paced groups, talk or sing loudly, and listen to music/ watch TV on handheld devices as they hike.  At first I found it off putting, I like a little solace when I hike, but it is hard to find solace on a Korean mountain. Now, I just try to go with the flow.  I avoid the popular hikes like Wolchulasn during peak hiking season.

When we got to the base we took off for dinner at a grilled beef restaurant.  It was awesome.  I love our teacher dinners.  We sat with a few teacher friends, grilled beef, abalone, garlic and mushrooms.   Of course, there was beer, soju, rice, a variety of kimchi’s, perilla and lettuce to wrap it in.  It was delicious.  We poured shots for our supervisors, who kindly returned the favor.  (I take small shots, maybe .3 oz, that soju is 20 proof.)

I teased Eun Kyong, the special ed teacher, because she looked beautiful climbing the mountain, and fabulous after, while I looked harried, sweaty, and disheveled. She and Eul Ji, the 3rd grade teacher, always look good.  Dinner was followed by rice soup, of course.

After our meal we hopped back on the bus for more karaoke.  This is when things got serious.  I particularly loved Benji, my fabulous co-teacher, and the principal singing and dancing on the bus.    I wish you could be here to really appreciate a Korean party bus.  Big screen televisions, light shows, speakers, frilly curtains, a sober bus driver, and noreabang, Korean karaoke.  It is a thing unto itself.  The bus took us home where Mike and Remi met me, at 8:30 pm, and walked me home.

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A day in the life – Seohae Elementary School

I (meaning Mike) teach at Seohae Elementary School, which is just a few blocks from our apartment building, so the walk is pretty short. But the path leads past another school, Yeonsan Elementary, so the sidewalks are pretty full of kids most mornings. And it’s now the rainy season, so the sidewalks are full of umbrellas held at my chest level, which is amusing, as though I’m walking through a field of giant, Oz-bright mushrooms.

The side entrance of Seohae Elementary School

So this morning I got to school around 8:30 and barely had time to put my hat and umbrella away before one of my speech students came in looking for practice. There’s a citywide speech competition on July 9, and we’re sending two students. Each of them has chosen a speech to memorize and answer questions about. My student this morning was telling me about Susan Boyle, and how she never gave up on her dream to be a real singer, even though everyone laughed at her. I helped her with her sentence cadences, pronunciation, then asked her a few questions the judges might ask her. We finished up around 8:55, meaning I had to get ready for my nine-o’clock class.

Usually I teach five classes of fifth grade on Friday, but today, two classes have been canceled for memorial services in remembrance of the Korean war. There’s a lot of fluidity to the schedule here – I’ve been teaching about six weeks now, and there hasn’t been a week yet that has stuck to the schedule. There’s always some reason to shift things around, like field trips, or sports day, or the homeroom teacher wants to finish up a lesson. You learn not to mind, and to roll with the flow.

I taught the fifth graders a lesson on how to propose an activity. You know, “Let’s play baseball” or “How about swimming!” Then they learn phrases like “Sorry, I can’t.” Or, oddly enough, “No Problem” or “Why not? I can swim well.” You’d think they’d learn, “Okay, let’s do it.” I could go on and on about the phrases they choose to teach, but won’t. It’s a whole other post.

That’s fifth grade, which I teach pretty much alone. Sometimes the homeroom teacher sticks around, grading papers in the back, but usually they leave the room, and I’m at the mercy of the fifth graders. It’s not like sixth grade, which I teach on Wednesdays and Thursdays. I have a co-teacher who goes in with me then, and we trade parts of the lesson. I try to speak to them as much as I can, and hope they pick up a few things here and there. It’s funny when I think about how little English they hear in their lives – they get three forty minute classes a week, and I’m only there for one of those hours, so they maybe hear a native speaker for twenty minutes a week (unless they go to Hagwon, which most of them do, and that’s another post entirely).

For some reason, I think you’ll find the slipper situation interesting, so here I go.

My work shoes

When we get to work, we all change out of our street shoes and put on ‘slippers.’ I don’t know why I say slippers, they’re more like sandals – hard-soled sandals with a strap over the top. Mine are ten dollars, black, with cheap fake leather. Some of the guy teachers wear what you’d call beach shoes, of even cheaper plastic, like you’d wear in the dorms on the way to the shower. They’re sold on the street for three bucks. Even the principal and all the support staff, every morning they come into the entryway, put their regular shoes into a cubby and take out their sandals for the day. The women wear what wouldn’t even be called sandals – many of them wear 3-inch block soled mules with a strap and little flowers pasted on. Very stylish. I’ve yet to notice anyone having different sandals for different outfits, but it may or may not happen.

The kids all have sandals, too, but they’re more like shoes. They’re white, with pink soles and trim for the girls and blue soles and trim for the boys. Every morning they come in and take their shoes off at the door, then carry the shoes up to homeroom, where they swap them out for their sandals. Elementary kids don’t wear uniforms, but they all wear the same shoes.

Lunch!

Mmm... lunch

Lunch here is pretty fantastic, tell the truth. It’s all made from fresh ingredients in the kitchen on the second floor by a staff of about ten lunch ladies and the head nutritionist. You can look into the kitchen and see huge drums where they mix the food. All the lunch ladies wear white coats with pink collars, pink aprons, pink caps, and pink rubber boots. They also wear masks, but don’t think it’s necessary that the masks cover their noses, which is both amusing and disturbing. Kids help with the food service, too, putting on masks and hats and strawberry-print aprons to hand out fruit, or take your tray at the station in the back.

Wow I didn’t mean to go so long here, and I only got through half the day. So, let me sign off now and continue some other time.

Sports Day!

Last Friday was elementary school Sports Day all across Mokpo city. I’m not sure how often the schools have sports day, and I don’t remember anything exactly like it growing up in America. I remember physical fitness test days, which were afternoons on the playground and gym, feeling miserable about being able to do only three or four pullups before falling to the ground in a sobbing mess, but what happens here is nothing like that. The point of sports day isn’t really to find out who’s the fastest, or the strongest – to the best of my deductive ability, the point is to match two arbitrary groups of students against each other in the name of school unity. My (Mike’s) school did it this way:

Assembling on the field

In the morning, all the kindergartners, 1st, 3rd, and 5th graders went out to the field and lined up for a half day of physical activity and healthy competition. They were divided into two teams, the white and the blue, and marched out to the field for opening ceremonies. The national anthem was played over the loudspeakers, then the school song, then a song of memorial. After this, they were led in a pledge I can only assume was for sportsmanship and school spirit. Then, calishtenics. Semi-marshall music was played as the students marched in place, swung their arms, then went through stretches until they were ready for the competition.

Warming up!

I watched most of this from the stands. Seohae’s field has a great astroturf field and seating for a few hundred people, but we’re pretty lucky. Akasha’s school has a dirt field, and she tells me by the time lunch came, they’d eaten too much dirt to be very hungry for food. The stands were mostly empty at nine am, but as the morning went on, parents and other spectators began to fill the stands. A small cart selling ice cream stood not far from the entrance to the cafeteria. The school photographer, also the school’s “computer girl” as my co-teacher calls her, strolled around taking pictures.

First up was the forty meter dash. Easy enough. Then the strangeness and fun began. Students were lined up around the edge of the field, and as I watched, one student was lifted onto the back of each group, and as the other students bent over, she walked on their backs around the edge of the field. It’s something you wouldn’t see in the States due to safety reasons, and this is one of the things I love about Korea – the amount of things that happen that are just plain unsafe.

The "Let's crawl through a tube" Relay.

For the next game, teachers scattered bean bags around the field, then carried out a basket on a pole for each team. At the whistle, a crowd of second graders swarmed the field and started chucking the bean bags at the basket for about 30 seconds; then the whistle blew. The teachers counted back the number of bean bags in each basket, and one team was announced as the winner. Games went on like this all morning – students crawled through tubes, did jumps in hula hoops, and turned somersaults on mattresses. One favorite was the students coming in to a circle four at a time and kicking their shoes into big plastic baskets. Then it all ended with a tug of war. First, the fifth graders.

Tug of War

I was standing next to the school nurse, who speaks some English. I said, Oh, it’s a tug of war. She said Yes it is, then informed me that tug of war was a traditional Korean sport. I nodded politely. The tug of war ended with the parents who had come down to support their children having their own tug of war. This was another thing you wouldn’t see in America – I don’t want to spread malicious stereotypes, but most American parents are either too obese or too competitive for a tug of war to end without a lawsuit and/or death.

2nd, 4th and 6th graders came out for the afternoon session, which had a different set of wacky sports. Somewhere along the line, my students pressured me to join the tug of war. I resisted at first, but being human, I succumbed to peer pressure and ran out to the field and took my position at the end of the rope. I gave all I had, and my team was triumphant! Hurrah! I felt a rush of joy as I returned to my students and gave them all high fives.

A few minutes later, my co-teacher asked me to get my picture with the students, and I agreed. Everyone was happy as I moved down the classes till I got to the white team, where I was met with unhappy frowns. It was then I realized my mistake: I’d gone to pull for the blue team, and my victory for them was seen as a crushing betrayal of the other side. I sat down for pictures with some unhappy fifth graders, which I imagine are of me in a sea of stink-eyes, then went back to class. One other real lesson of Sports day: It’s all in fun, until it isn’t.


First week teaching in Korea- a reflection

There are so many things to tell you about our new city, I thought it would make sense to start thematically.  This entry school, another for home, shopping, pets etc.

It is 7:45 Friday night as I write this, 5:45 a.m. in MN

Overall, we are very happy here. Teaching here is very similar to teaching at home, yet a little different.

On Monday our co-teachers were given a 2 hour orientation on what they need to do to help us.  We were then loaded into Ji Yeon’s, Mike’s co-teacher, car.   She drove my co-teacher, Mike, Remi, Ching, Clark, and me 1 hour to Mike’s school.  Mike then toured his school and gave presents to school administration.  Next, we went to my school and I did the same. We were introduced to the principal, vice principal, and administrators.  There was a lot of bowing involved.    Then we went home, dropped off the animals, inspected the apt, and made a shopping list.  From there we went to the immigration office and applied for our alien residency  cards.  Then off to the mega-mart, Home Plus, for our starter needs. 

While we were shopping Benji, my co-teacher, leaned over and said “Akasha, we need to hurry.  Teacher’s dinner is at 6 p.m.”  We ran home, left Mike and Ji Yeon with the unpacking and went to dinner.  Dinner was amazing.  We had Korean bbq’ed pork, blue crabs, and a million amazing things.  They ordered cheap beer for me!  I poured shots for my superiors, was fawned over, and fed amazing food, all while Mike had tofu soup and unpacked.  It was a little intimidating, but fabulous.

Tuesday morning Mike and I went to school.  We are specialists in our building and since Monday classes were cancelled so that we could be transferred, we had to make up for Monday.  We taught 6/6 classes.  We teach 22 classes (40 minutes each) a week.  While there is a schedule, it changes constantly.  This drives other foreign teachers  crazy, but reminds me of home.  🙂

I have the coolest, most  enormous and hi-tech classroom I’ve ever seen.  VMS people, please show this to Dave so he knows what an ESL classroom should look like jk) My class has 5 tables for 30 children.  I have a huge touch screen tv, a bluescreen stage for student presentions, and a mini-English lab with a model stations for play acting.

I walk 15 minutes to work every day.  Since non- Korean people are super rare here, everybody says hello to me.  Some over react when I respond in Korean.  I get to school at 8:30, take off my shoes and put on my slippers.  Then I go to the teacher’s office with my department and bow to everyone, then I walk to the administrator’s office and bow to the three admins.  Next we open our office and get ready.  I teach a different schedule every day.  I teach 5th and 6th grades.  I see each class twice a week.  My co-teacher and I teach 50/50 (this is rare.)  I also teach Kindergarteners the alphabet and greetings once a week.  They are super-duper cute.

At lunch time we all go to the caf, get lunch, and sit at the teachers table.  Lunch is super good and I can never finish it all.  We are served on metal trays with chop-sticks and bowls.  After eating we clean up, drink a cup of tea in  one shot, clean our faces in the mirror, and return to the office.  We then all go to the bathroom to brush teeth.  ( I like this tradition)

In addition to regular teaching I am coaching the English speech competition for half an hour after lunch and 20 minutes after school.  The competitors are the top five EFLs in the 5th grade.   I also give a 10 minute broadcast every Thursday where I make chit-chat and give a riddle each to the primary and intermediate students.  This is super fun and I love the students I broadcast with.

top row left to right: media board, cameraman, media board, bottom row: controls, me, co-host.

My schedule will be shifting all week as my  students are pre-paring for their athletic competitions.  They have been doing drills all week.  The competition is on a Saturday and I think I will go cheer.

I forgot to mention how much they love sports.  When I arrived at the dinner I was told that a recent CNN report said that “All Americans are fat, but you look physically fit.”  The principal plays ping-pong every day in the ping- pong room next to my room.  The important people in school play volley ball from 5-7 every school day.  Wednesday we had a city-wide elementary school volleyball tournament.  The championship is next month in preparation for teacher’s day.     A friend is being forced to do calisthenics with his principal for 40 minutes a day.

My facilities are very different from any school I’ve known before. My building houses admin, grades 1-6, English, and broadcasting.  There is a seperate kinder building, and a seperate cafeteria/ gym building.  The gym is on the second floor and doubles as the auditorium.  My school has an outdoor Koi pond and a model of the local eco-system that also shows the layers of the earth’s surface and the formation of volcanos.  a little too zen for k-6

Enough about me.  Mike’s school is very different, so I’ll let him tell about his school:

Hello. I’m teaching at Seohae Elementary school, just a few blocks from our apartment. My walk is only about five minutes from my building, barely enough time to break a sweat. Seohae isn’t as fancy-pants techno-geek as Akasha’s school, but we work just as hard to get the students learning English.

Unlike Akasha, I’m not working side-by side with any teacher to deliver lessons. I haven’t actually taught any lesson yet – my assignment his week was to deliver a 15 minute talk on my life in Minnesota, then answer questions from the kids. I taught the kids the proper pronunciation of our State’s name (long OOO, please!) and also told them all about my dog Remi. Many of the students live in our neighborhood, and we’ve been stopped several times by my students, who tell me they heard about Remi in school, and are happy to see him in person. (Well, that’s what I imaging them saying – their English isn’t that good yet.)

Typical questions from 4th, 5th, and 6th grade Korean students are (in order of popularity): How old are you?, Do you like Korean food? Do you have son? (sic) Do you speak Korean? and What’s your favorite color? Contrary to what I’ve been told to expect, no one has yet asked my my blood type (it’s a common indicator of personality types.)

I’m going to be teaching 4th, 5th and 6th grades, for a total of about 19 hours week; a workshop for teacher in the school and a ‘special class’ on Monday evenings will fill out my teaching time. I teach 4th grade with my co-teacher, Ji-yeon, in the English lab, which is also my office. I teach 6th grade with the other English teacher, Mrs. Ok, in the homerooms of each class. For fifth grade, I head out to the teacher’s various home rooms all by myself, and teach all by myself like a real teacher.

Unlike Akasha, I’m not expected to bow to the principal every morning, though if I see them, or pretty much any other adult in the halls, I am quick to bow. Bowing, I’ve discovered, is habit forming in this country.

The kids are well-behaved, and very curious. I’m often stopped in the halls with calls of “How are You?” and other basic English expressions, and several classes have asked me if I’m related to English soccer star Wayne Rooney.

So my days, after giving my introductions, have been filled with lesson planning and trying to fit into a school where I don’t know the language. Everyone has been very helpful so far, and we’re gradually settling in.

Well that’s about it for now – thanks for sticking with us to the end of this long, rambling post. We’re thinking about all of you, miss you, and hope you’ll comment, email, Facebook, or Skype us often to keep us in the loop on the happenings of Minnesota, USA, and the rest of the world outside the Korean peninsula.

Me again (Akasha) we wake up listening to the evening braodcast of 91.1 MPR and chill out at night while listening to the morning commute music on 89.3 the current.  It is funny, except for the Trump politics stuff.