week 3 in korea is halfway over and i'm finally beginning to feel like i'm settling in. that is said in reference to the things that will always be a part of my daily routine (walking to work, teaching, planning lessons, meeting ellie for dinner at the bibimbap place by school, sleeping) because soon my apartment and most likely my teaching schedule will change. we'll be moving to another apartment downstairs in about a week when crystal, one of the other foreign teachers, finishes her contract, and our class schedules will probably change with the start of a new session in may.
some of you have asked how teaching is going. i still don't feel like a real teacher, but i'm beginning to get the hang of it. today marks the end of my second full week of teaching; if you've heard any of my frustrations with kindergarten classes, you'll realize that this is a big accomplishment. the youngest students i have are five years old and they barely understand a word of what i say. that makes teaching them for an hour every day rather difficult (read: literally near impossible). i've been happy to get five minutes of actual learning in daily (we go through a mountain of coloring pages) and hope that for the remaining fifty-five, they don't kill each other and i don't kill them. beyond that, i have classes i like and classes i don't like, classes who love me and classes who i'm pretty sure don't...it's a mixed bag. if i were to have thought about teaching before coming, i think that this is what i would have expected. there are definitely challenges but there are also moments that make going to work each day rewarding. the hardest part for me so far has not been coming up with enough to fill 80, 60, or 40 minutes of class but rather how to deal with each class having a wide range of abilities. the words “i'm finished!” have begun to grate on me, thanks to the two or three kids in each class who always finish five minutes ahead of the other students. why they feel the need to let me know that they're done seventeen times after i acknowledge that fact, i don't know. but then there's the class each monday/wednesday/friday at 2:40 that explodes with excited “heather teacher! heather teacher!”s when i walk in...a korean teacher telling me that all my kindergartners love me even though i yell at them for at least half the class period every day...the kid who spends half his time out in la-la land and the other half glaring at the desk surprising me by filling out his worksheet perfectly...these things make me smile and make me glad i've come here to try this.
korea itself has been great. i told my mom in a message earlier that just being here, just living overseas, is awesome. it feels like we've done a lot considering we haven't been here too long, and i think it's because other cultures are both stimulating and full of ways to act on that stimulation. there are mountains to hike, temples to visit, kimchi to try, festivals to experience (it's buddha's birthday in two weeks and there's a lantern festival happening. i'm pumped). this is not a place that ever on my list of “countries i really need to go to” but i am so glad i am here. it hasn't fully hit me yet that i'm here, but that, along with so many other things, takes time. it did hit me the other night that i am truly gone from virginia, though. the idea of home is something that i've been thinking about a lot since coming here. harrisonburg was home for four and a half years, and the quickness with which i left didn't allow for much consideration of the idea that it won't be home ever again—not in the same way at least. that is a strange feeling, one that i've had with both perkasie and dc, and one that i know i'll have at least a few more times before i find a home that's [semi-]permanent. a friend asked me once if i thought it was the place or the people that made somewhere feel like home. i think that although there's something to be said for knowing a place, and feeling a comfort and familiarity with it, it's really the people who make it home. in every place i've called home, i have been surrounded by amazing family and/or friends. around them i've first of all been able to be myself and second of all, feel like i was where i was supposed to be. all that said, i'm really curious to see if korea ever feels like home. i'll get to know the area around where i live and maybe some other parts of seoul, and i'll get comfortable with finding my way around. but the community of foreign teachers here is a) really large and spread out and b) always changing with the starts and ends of people's contracts. so i think it's going to be hard to find a few good friends like the ones i've been so fortunate to have over the past several years.
in other news, i can say seven words in korean now! they are: hello, thank you, here, station, no, yes, and airplane. that last one gets credited to my kindergartners' deep love of folding their coloring pages into paper planes. i am also starting to learn how to read the language. korean seems really complicated but i'm excited to learn it. i love words and languages so this is a fun challenge for me.
so in spite of all the good stuff i just mentioned, there is a crappy part of the experience that just came up. nothing is certain yet and we really have no idea how things will play out, but here's what's going on: we just found out that our school does not pay pension and actually has us registered as part time, individual business people instead of full time teaching employees. this is illegal. apparently, though, it's somewhat common in the english teaching industry in korea. the pension office is aware that our school has done this, and could launch an investigation into our school. basically what this means for us is that although we're not in any legal danger (we did everything by the books in coming here), there is a possibility that the school would get shut down and we would need to find new jobs teaching elsewhere in seoul. we know very little about situations like this in general, so at the moment we're going about our daily routines and waiting to see what happens, while making back-up plans in the event that we would need them. it kind of sucks but i guess that part of the risk in doing this was that you can't be fully sure of what you're getting into when you plan it from the other side of the world. foreign countries are always an adventure :)