Sunday, February 26, 2006
New roommate, new school schedule.. life is grand!
Wow, nearly 20 days since my last entry. What's keeping Chelsea busy these days??
Well, the night's still young, but I'm exhausted.
I just came back from spending a splendid evening with a group of Canadian friends--the THAT bar watching live Jazz music in downtown, playing card games (Kings, Stanley and Spoons) along with finishing the night dancing and conversing at Gypsy Rock in the Kyung Pook area. 'Twas a great night indeed.
Among other great things keeping me busy the last few weeks...
Mel has arrived. Let's just say, the hours searching for the right foreign co-worker has paid off!
It's about time!
My new housemate (of course she's new, I've been living alone for the past 7 and 1/2 months!) is fresh from traveling 6 months---jetting around the globe with her traveling companion, from Australia, to the Philippines, now Korea...she stayed home tonight looking to find a little peace and quiet from the last week and 3 days' initiation into my residence of Daegu, the tiny, northern town of Seobyundong. We need a little quiet time to ourselves once in awhile--and by the weekend's end, I'll be looking for some quiet time myself!
I have to say I think we're amazingly paired. In our tiny apartment (see next post), I couldn't imagine staying in such closed quarters with anyone else. Sometimes I think we're long-lost sisters, we're so alike. Luck of the draw, perhaps.
And, well, tomorrow it's art class with my dear Canadian friend Anne in Ji-San dong. We're focusing on contouring and value (shading and shadows)--which in all my years of taking art, I've only focused on everything BUT drawing!
In the afternoon, it's tutoring Windy in Padong~thankfully just a 10 minute taxi hop from Ji-San dong. She's been improving well--only she's inkled toward hanging out downtown, turning the usual 1 hour session into a 4 hour 'let's go shopping' stint!
Thereafter, I'll be meeting Anne again to practice guitar/songs for an upcoming open-mic downtown. I'm looking forward to playing again in front of an audience--particularly with Anne because we compliment each other well both singing and playing guitar. Should be fun!
Last, perhaps another friendly meet Sunday evening at the restaurant Ttulereue downtown, amid more Canadian friends. I usually find myself consumed with political/historical discussions, intertwining Canadian/American/Korean culture with everyone's teaching experiences. Just a great time wining and dining, actually.
Alright--onward to sleep. Tomorrow's sunlight comes early! Check back for entries on recent happs and plans. I've got too much going on to cature everything actually happening....either my body is spinning too fast and my mind's not catching up, or I'm on warp speed--make that mach 50. Time, better stop me now!
Monday, February 06, 2006
Susong Land Trip: Tutoring Windy... on a windy day!
Windy lives in Padong, which is a ways to get out there. But, it's worthwhile: this 12 year old girl that I've tutored for nearly 3 weeks now, is the cutest, chubby thing, with a keen eye for sentence structure and speaking English with near accent-free. Today, we took a look at Susong Land, which is near Windy's house.
I've got some more photos to post (videos, actually) of riding the "Smiley Jumper" that cost us $5 to ride (about 10 minutes or so, not too bad)... as well as a few photos from our "Waeguukine" trip Saturday evening to see RENT, the musical. Awesome time had by all. More later, so stay tuned!
:) Chelsea
Friday, February 03, 2006
When you think you're alone...
Suddenly you realize, you're literally...everywhere. Signs, locations, dog names, districts in London and New York City. Wow, it doesn't stop! Perhaps it seems you can find me multilaterally? Is that even a word?
Maybe my DaVinci Code current-read is making we look at the symbols of everything I come in contact with. Could this be a sign? Hardly. It's Friday, and I'm just winding down from the last, ultimate last day of this Winter Vacation stupidly-hectic schedule, with no breaks and zero lunch time. Ahhh.. this weekend will coast too quickly.
But alas! I have reserved 8 tickets reserved for a clan of waeguukine's (and two Hanguukines) to check out the musical, Rent that is here for the weekend, to play at the Daegu Opera House. This is bound to be a blast. Yahoo!
Official article from the Daegu Tourist Info Center:
DAEGU OPERA HOUSE
Location : Across the Home PlusTransportationBus #349, 403, 424, 603, 306(Express bus)Information : 666 6030 http://www.daeguoperahouse.org/
*Musical 'Rent' by a Broadway cast
Date : Feb. 2(Thu)~Feb. 5(Sun)
Time : 7:30 pm(Feb.2~Feb.3)
3 pm / 7:30 pm(Feb.4~Feb.5)
Admission fee : ₩99,000(R);₩77,000(S);₩55,000(A);₩33,000(B)
Inquires : 053-585-0089
http://www.rent2006.co.kr
If the musical is a hit (which I hear it is--but the English version of the Daegu Opera House certainly isn't!) and if you end up not going, don't say I didn't tell you so!! You can call ahead to reserve the tickets, and then pay on arrival; you need to show up though at least 30 minutes before the musical begins. There's supposedly still plenty of seats for Saturday!
And by the way, I hear Constantine Maroulis toured with Rent back in 2003 before he did the 4th season of American Idol (tv.com pix here, and Rent website pic here). Who knows, maybe he'll be in this tour in Korea!
Updates later, maybe some pictures too. Oh, yes. And the movie, Memoire's of a Geisha, is here opening this weekend as well. I just finished the book a few weeks ago. Very intruiging!
Blog searching---in wanderlust
Photocredit from a temple stay trip: Alex from The Adventures of the Rejected Anthropologist; entitled "Morning light from the mountain ridge, near Pyochungsa."
In the midst of my reading, I am awestruck by a paragraph that I read, as he recollected his teaching experience since the beginning of his current hagwon. I sunk back to earlier times, when our school had teachers meeting, all in Korean...
" The Korean teachers are all excellent and incredibly good people (and I love them all—-one especially) but there was a time when they communicated in the office almost exclusively in Korean. They asked questions in Korean and were answered in Korean. Which means, all the information they were receiving, the foreign teachers weren’t picking up on. We were never insulted by the Korean-speaking in the office, as the bosses supposed. It doesn’t bother me at all. It’s a beautiful language and one that I am slowly learning. The issue was always about communication amongst the teachers. If everyone is to get along and know what to do, people must communicate in a common language. Needless to say, it was a huge mess of confusion 90% of the time. Still, I was positive. I rationalized things—-the school is young, they are still forming a system, still learning. The administration is inexperienced, still figuring out how to make the school work. I gave everyone the benefit of the doubt. I was unbelievably forgiving. I made some careful and very constructive criticisms of certain things and this was taken well. They promised to do better and make some changes for the good. Unfortunately, things just got worse...."
Which was, and yet still is, the same for my case. New school, admin still working out the kinks, and yes, in the preceding paragraphs, Alex talks about~very coincidentally~his office manager Helen...where, in my case, we have an official, self-prescribed princess, named Ellen, who has not only been the longest Korean teacher at my Hagwon, but who has sought since at least my beginnings with the school, to be the office manager (that is to say lightly; she would probably prefer Vice Director if given the choice, I assume with her personality.)
Nevertheless, I got to thinking: perhaps these occasions are all too frequent in Korea. A new teacher, a relatively new schoo, teacher remains positive, school gets worse, finally all-hell breaks lose and nuts begin to crack. I have felt at times, almost to brink of exhaustion, on quitting the school---namely because, as Alex stated in another paragraph, how the other teachers were becoming sick with exhaustion, having to take frequent trips to the hospital.
And yet, I have already made two trips to the hospital this month alone because I have been sick with exhaustion.
First I believed I had the greatest hagwon on earth (well, at least in Daegu). Then, as the months wore on, and I gradually was given less time to break and breathe between classes, everything started to come together for me : was I actually being taken advantage of from my director, who not only has helped me out on several occasions, but seems as well to have sacrified alot for my well-being?
It's apart of the contract.
I come to find that I nearly negotiated NOT to have health insurance simply because (1) I was told it was very expensive, and foreigners normally don't need health insurance, and (2) my director was unable to register me because the last Candian teacher (who yes, was deported, and for privacy's sake, I will not go into that) kept his health registration card, thereby making it supposedly impossible for me to get health insurance with the school unless he sent back the health card.**
Later, I find out, my director kept paying for the last Canadian teacher's health insurance, even though he had to leave Korea last Spring, because she thought he was going to return and work for her. Ha! (I saw with exasperation, because of the circumstances of his leaving he will not be allowed to come back to Korea for 5 years, so she spent all $350 plus dollars on health insurance, in vain.) Now I'm going to request reimbursement for this month's sickness spending... argh.
It's amazing how time shows it's true colors. Be aware, all you teachers out there! ;)
~ Chelsea
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* Yes, to my surprise, I have not yet seen another expat teacher in Korea with the term wanderlust in their blog title (yes, there was a little, "hey, you stole my..." thinking--which quickly turned to, "hey, wait a minute.. this is interesting...." realization.) So check out the site.
** Later, I come to find out, this is all bullshit. You simply do not negotiate having health insurance or not. NOW it is required to have health insurance, if you are a foreigner working full-time here in South Korea (see also this link for Jan 2006 Newsflash). Needless to say, with the new Australian teacher addition as support, I will have health insurance!
Metamorphose of images
A slight change from liquification and convolution...
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Thursday, February 02, 2006
This is what makes teaching ALL worthwhile...
It finally dawned on me how much these kids really mean to me. As soon as I set foot in the classroom today, I'm bombarded: my favorite elementary school student, Judy, comes up to me, hold my hands together as if I'm her older sister or her mother, looks straight into my eyes, and smiles--another student, Gloria, standing next to us and drawing pretty girls on the the whiteboard, suddenly turns to us and says "Gayyy--eeemmm teacher!" I return the smile and say in Konglish, "Chelsea ssem will see. Oh-buun chuseo!" (Chelsea teacher will see. Give me five minutes!) Thereafter springing to the teacher's room to snag a few minutes of the ever-intense book I'm currently reading, "The DaVinci Code" by Dan Brown. Of course, if I wasn't so enthralled in the book, I would have stayed with the girls and started class early---but I kept thinking of that intense conflict the character, Harvard symbologist, Langdon was having with a French cryptologist, Neveu, mid-escape from the French police, searching for clues the cryptologist's grandfather and now-dead curator of the Louvre left before his ultimate death. Fascinating, and very hard to put down.
Just last week, I recieved a little origami sort of paper art from another great and helpful student, Laura, who wrote on the back of the hexagonal gift, "I love you teacher ~ Laura." I gushed to no end. Recently, another little elementary student, Mary, who's rather new... wrote me a two-page mini note introducing herself and her brother, giving me not only a little girl's hot pink and baby blue eyeshadow kit, which she wrapped in pretty anime paper, but she also included a plastic, lego-like heart fused together with wax. I was bewildered and fascinated all in the same step.
These kids are amazing. They hug me both before and after class, we joke together and laugh at the funniest things; and now, they're thinking of me outside of school, and bringing little miscellaneous gifts I absolutely adore!
And to top this all off, I just about fell over with my GPR+ (middle school) students today. The lesson was to build vocabulary, focusing on the house in general, discussing what we use in the house, what floors have which rooms, etc. I only see these kids but an hour a week, so during this winter vacation, my lessons have to wrap up in just about one hour, or as you can imagine, the following week rolls around and these kids have forgotten all but a handful of the entire lesson of the prior week!
When I inquired of the 4, some 14-15 year old male students specific questions to test their English knowledge about housewares and vocabulary, I nearly lost it. We started with the bathroom, and I first asked them what you call the thing coming out of the wall in the shower/bathtub, that gets you wet, when you turn the faucet/water on. Can you guess their response? They have a limited but reasonable amount of vocabulary by the time they hit middle school. Any clues? You'll just die...shower machine! Yes, a new, ingenious name for the shower head! Here's a few more for laughs I came across for accessories and things in the bathroom:
1. What's the cloth or carpet that lays flat on the floor in the bathroom, and you use it to step on when you get out of the bathtub or shower?
- foot clothes or
- water towel to drink up the water leaving bath (bath mats or bath/tub/sink rugs)
2. What is the bowl-like thing that has a faucet (where water comes from), which sits just below the mirror in the bathroom, and where you brush your teeth, wash your face, etc.?
- face shower or hands washer (the bathroom sink)
3. What do you call the chair you sit on in the bathroom, you know, where you sit down, go pee, and read a magazine or newspaper?
- bathroom chair (the toilet) ~ my favorite!
And so it is, each day gets more and more fulfilling. I'm walking with a spring in my step, in spite of the still-hectic school schedule--but luckily that will all change, now that we've hired an Australian girl named Melanie to work with us starting mid-February. Boy won't that be a huge weight lifted off my shoulders! Now all I have to work on is getting my groove back with traveling, and I'll be set!
Gleefully writing away,
Chelsea
Wednesday, February 01, 2006
Domestic Violence in Korea: a difficult issue, but a necessary voice to raise
This is pitiful. But I have to address this issue because I feel heated and passionate about it.
As a woman who delt with domestic violence, for the very first time some months ago, I sit here at my laptop, listening to the women below me screaming, the sound of stuff being thrown around (large items, it sounds like), loud enough for the entire neighbourhood to hear.
I find it hard not to feel an inate desire to grab my knife and slice up that husband that's abusing her. And I highly doubt it's the ahjuum-ma (married woman) yelling at her kid for something he did. That was last week.
The screaming and crying for help makes me sick; and I think about how I had done the very same thing, out in the coridor, screaming with the likelihood of somebody opening the door and rescuing me from the punches. There were at least 3 other apartments next to me, and yet no one, no one came out to help me. I was sure to have woken up everyone in the midst of my sobs.
I soon realized after this incident, that the domestic violence problem here in Korea is ever present. Koreans think yelling, screaming, beating or physical-mental-emotional abuse is a family matter. You deal with it, because it's a part of the culture. It's a part of the tradition. It's how things are done. Having dated a Korean, and learning of his family history just soon before the incidence, along with numerous talks with other Koreans about this domestic violence matter-- I firmly believe that as a Korean, if a mother suffered from domestic violence from her mother or father as a kid, you are sure to find that same mother either being the perpetrator, or the one being violated.
I found the following article to be no less than a despicable article on domestic violence in Korea.
In a 2004 survey lead by The Ministry of Gender Equality in Korea, 1 out of 6 married couples deal with domestic violence. Now there are two points in this article that really hit me:
1st: The percentage of female victims who say they actually report the violent incident to police:
"...the survey showed that only 11.8 percent of female victims reported anincidence to the police while 44.3 percent replied that they did not reportthe case because they thought it would not do any good."
First and foremost, I find it hard to believe that nearly 45 percent of Korean females interviewed WOULD NOT report their domestic violence incident because they simply thought it wouldn't do any good. I took my case to the police. Luckily, my director was there to support me. After a month of uncertainty, believing that his only punishment would be a (quite unbelievable, if you ask me) $500 fine equivalent, I come to find at the end of that month-in-waiting for the case to be considered, that not only would he be required to pay the fine, but that the incident would go on a criminal record that would follow him for at least 5 years.
Alright, now in the US, there would not only be jail time, but fines as well as a probable permanent record. So you can imagine, I was appauled to find initially that he'd only be required to pay a fee after not only beating me, but threatening me afterward on several occasions. After waiting a month, and finally describing the incident to a detective, with whom I had to have a military translator to accompany me (as I later found out, my case was the first time the translator got to actually translate, period--tell me that's not backwards?) Thus he got his just rewards.
Which leads me to my 2nd miff: That nowhere does it state in this article how The Ministry of Gender Equality in Korea will actually address the domestic violence issue, aside from, and I quote,
"...An official said that the ministry would work out measures to preventdomestic violence. "
Followed by,
"...Equal status between husbands and wives is important to get rid of violencein male-oriented families,'' he said. "
Frankly, I am appauled at this. How does The Ministry of Gender Equality actually think they will solve the domestic violence problem here in Korea, with 'working out measures to prevent domestic violence' and merely stating that 'equal status is important between husbands and wives to get rid of violence'??? I honestly wonder if this article was actually printed in Korean for Korean men and women to read. I also wonder about the opinion of the Korean male/female reader of the article. My hunch to their reaction on the matter? Zip.
Riiiiiiiigggghhhhtt.
So not only will women continue to be violated, because they believe nothing will come of reporting their domestic violence incidents, but I highly doubt that The Ministry of Gender Equality will even get back to 'working out measures to prevent domestic violence.' Ha.
The fact of this matter, is that women MUST take a stand on domestic violence in Korea. Creating equality between men and women, particularly on this crucial matter, will only resolute if and only if women regard themselves as worthy of rights, to not be violated and abused, in any shape, way or form. They must discontinue the thought that it's normal, common among Korean families, apart of tradition, and something that is just done; they must stop themselves from believing that reporting the incidence will do nothing. It's almost like believing that your vote doesn't count: I can tell you how many people, my mother included, who have said, "oh, my vote won't count in the next election." Just think about the countless thousands of people of who think the very same way. Before you know it, you have a hurd of people that could move or sway a vote; and all along, they thought only of themselves, and how little of a difference they could make.
Likewise, Korean women (and any female suffering from any form of domestic violence) must believe, if not for themselves, than they must take a stand and be the voice for the thousands of women who have no voice, and who are beaten, abused, and violated daily, by their husbands and significant others. And I am only addressing one side of domestic violence. History does not have to repeat itself. The cycle can be broken. Just because you were violated by your mother or father, does not mean you have to--or have the right--to violate your children or your significant other.
There has to be a solution for this. And the only way that equality will prevail between men and women in Korea and elsewhere around the world, is if women take a stand and demand the rights that are due them. It's the only answer. And it's the only way that the various forms of oppression throughout history, and the inequality of race, color, sex and/or beliefs, have ever transcended tradition and laws set forth by our founding fathers and anscestors around the world: because one person becomes the voice for a great many, acknowledging civil liberties in its most basic, humanistic form.
There, I've said my peace. Now use your voice.
~ Chelsea
Check out this link of a discussion on domestic violence in Korea.
(Out of date) Stats on domestic violence in Korea. Rather interesting.
Comments are definitely welcome!