Before teaching kindergarten in Korea I never thought I would…
… break up fights over crayons on a weekly basis.
… walk down a hallway leading children in a parade of monkey imitations.
… have to say “its not called a peanut and don’t talk about that to me anyway.”
… day dream from time to time about punching a child. (Look, if you have ever worked with children or been around them for any significant amount of time and you say you have NOT thought about how good it would feel to hit a kid as hard as you can from time to time you are a dirty liar.)
… eat so much squid jerky.
… have to have serious conversations with other adults about stickers, laminated flip-cards, and rejecting gifts from children.
… have to work so hard and lie so much on reviews to spare the feelings of supposed adults who can apparently not take any (not just severe, but ANY) criticism of their children.
… receive teaching suggestions from parents who have never been in my classroom or have any experience in education.
… enjoy rice wine so much.
… read so many nonsense slogans on t-shirts, store signs, and advertisements.
… spend so much time looking for public trashcans. (Seriously there are lik12 in this whole country.)
… make up so many ridiculous lies like: my grandfather is Santa Clause, you will have to make lunch with the lunch ladies if you aren’t good in class, or I am friends with Spider Man.
… wait in so many lines for the bus just too seem people crowd around the door when it is time to board.
There are many more of these to come. I will try to jot down notes when I think of them.