Two years.

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Le cochon en or.

Sae hae bok manni baddu saeyo!
Gung Hay fat choy!
Happy new year!

As I think most people have heard by now, according to Chinese astrology, this is year of the pig. Some people thought it was the year of the Golden pig, and that it was a huge deal that only comes around only every 600 years or so. Then it came out that it wasn't the Golden pig at all. This is the year of the fire pig. (mmm...barbecued pig!) The latest I hear is that the whole golden pig rumor was started by "the government" (whose government they didn't say) in an effort to boost declining birth rates. You knew there had to be a government conspiracy in there somewhere.

I don't know about any of that. But I will say the golden pig has had an auspicious effect on my blog statistics. See, way back in September 2005 I wrote a short entry about some bankers who came into our school office and left some golden piggy banks as a sales promotion. I snapped a picture of one with my camera phone and put it up on the blog. Well, now if you do a Google image search on the phrase "Golden Pig" the third image that appears is my glittered little piggy bank. I daresay it's the most famous golden damn pig on the Internet! Over the past few months I've noticed my daily hit count steadily increasing, and almost all of them were courtesy of the gold pig. Yesterday I had 32 hits, which is a record for me. I know some blogs get more hits in one day than mine has had in its entire lifespan, but still...

2008 is the year of the rat, Wikipedia says the elements associated with it are earth and fire, so I guess I'll have to start now taking pictures of rats. Eww.

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Some vacation pictures

I've finally gotten some photos from my recent Thailand vacation posted to my flickr page. On the plus side, been I've learning a lot about photo manipulation and I think it has had a noticeable affect on my pictures. The downside is it takes a lot of time to do that sort of thing. To avoid overwhelming the viewer, I'm only posting half of my "best" photos here. I'll put the rest up in about a week.

Anyway, I hope you like them...


No bull

This week I’ve been teaching a couple of classes that were unabashedly, without any pretense whatsoever, made up with absolutely no objective other than giving me something to do. Quite frankly, I find the honesty refreshing. Nobody needs to pretend that it’s not bullshit, so ironically, the resulting experience has been surprisingly unbullshitty.

There are two classes at seventy minutes each, one for students and one for parents. The student class is pretty standard. Fifteen students signed up for the class. Ten Came on the first day. Four or five on each of the following days. The five who came today–all girls–are all students who I haven’t really noticed before, but who are just delightful to teach. It’s too bad they get lost amongt the talkers, the flirters, fighters, the sleepers, SMSers and the hair teasers.

Teaching the adults has taught me a lot about Korean culture. Last Sunday night as I was preparing for the first lesson, it occurred to me that they would be uncomfortable speaking English to each other, so I thought I’d try to head it off by giving them a little pep talk at the beginning of class. I explained how I know it feels weird to speak a non-native language to each other when you could just use Korean and it would be easier, but we’re here to practice English so let’s just try. They all said they understood. They all said they would try. And then they did every activity I gave them in Korean. What really blew my mind was they seemed to have no idea that they hadn’t done what I had asked them. (They were very controlled activities too, so it wasn’t a question of difficulty I don’t think.) I was about to get upset like I would with my school students, their kids in other words, but I caught myself and just found the whole thing humorous instead.

Really, they were exactly like my middle school students, just older. One woman who had a slightly higher lever than the others took it upon herself to translate everything I said into Korean. When we did a worksheet, the students who “got it” complete their papers and then let the other students copy their answers. During my first class, I asked the students to look in their purses and pockets to find items that would say something about themselves. While doing that, one woman found a packet of gum in her purse and passed it around the classroom…and then the popping started.

The second day of class only four of the adults came back. Yesterday some of them called and said they couldn’t come because it was high school graduation day. Today they just didn’t come at all. I’ve used almost my entire class time writing this blog entry. Even while writing this I began to get a bit miffed, but why bother? Again, I’m really fine with it. At least there are no pretenses. I have the next five days off for Lunar New Year, and if they decide to come to class next week, I’ve already got some photocopies all ready to go. If they decide they can’t be bothered, well, I’ve got to be at school anyway, so it doesn’t really change my life that much.

Graduation day

Today is graduation day at my school. Last year I dressed up and came prepared to participate in the ceremony. As I sat at my desk it waiting, it eventually became clear they had started without me. I went down to the cafeteria to take a peek, and I immediately understood that I hadn't been snubbed, there was simply no room for any extra spectators. See, my school doesn’t have an auditorium, so between the students, parents and teachers, the cafeteria was packed tight. I even think only the homeroom teachers attended the ceremony.

Today I wore jeans and a polo.

After today the kids will go away for three more weeks, but I will have yet another class to teach. This time I’ll have one class for students and one for adults. Right now I’m trying to put together some activities for the classes and I’m having a harder time than you might think. While there is a temptation to photocopy any old worksheets I find and recycle activities I’ve used a hundred times before–indeed, that seems to be exactly what my superiors want from me–my training and instinct as a teacher tell me I should try to put my lessons into some kind of meaningful context. Fortunately I guess, there is no time for philosophical dilemmas such as these. I’m under a deadline. (Thanks Mr. Vice Principal. No, really.) As a sort of compromise I’m trying my best to choose worksheets, warmers and games that cover similar content areas.

I was going to give an example of a lesson I’m planning for next week, but that sounds incredibly boring. There is however, one activity I’m going to try that I want to mention. I think the official name is Number Battle, but I call it Math Hands. It’s sort of like a rock, scissor, paper game, but with numbers. The complete instructions are here.

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The boy is back

To anyone who has been checking this site and wondering where the hell I’ve been, I most sincerely apologize. The only way I can explain my extended silence is that for a long time I was having a bad attitude, and I didn’t feel like writing because it all would have spilled over into the blog, and let’s be honest, how much of that does anyone really want to read? If I’ve bored myself with my own ranting, how much more bored must the general populace be? Then by the time my attitude improved I had fallen out of the habit of writing. It’s just one of oh so many things that fell by the wayside in recent days.

So I’m back, but I guess I’d better not get too ambitious right away. Let’s just get something posted and then take it from there. In the time I was away from here, I went away for real, to Thailand and back. Here’s a picture of me on Koh Samui. My head is a little fuzzy because the auto-focus didn’t quite fix on me just right. It’s also possible that the focus is fine, and my head is just a little fuzzy.

Brian on Samui

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