Tag: writing
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Goodbye, Phillip Teacher
Leaving Korea meant leaving behind a toxic workplace, and children I had come to love.
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The Week of Lasts
This is the week I have anticipated for months. My last Monday at Maple Bear. My last Tuesday. My last Wednesday. My last Thursday. And, finally, my last Friday. I imagined this week mostly as a countdown to freedom—each “last” another door unlocking, another day survived, another step away from a place that has consumed…
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Running Toward the Blank Canvas
September 4 will be my final teaching day in Korea. After six months here, I will leave the country and travel to Switzerland. The Swiss Alps have called to me for as long as I can remember. As a teenager during the Gulf War, I learned that Switzerland had remained neutral during World War II.…
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People Don’t Know What They Want Until You Give Them What They Don’t Want
At many stages in my life, I have come to the same realization: people don’t know what they want until you give them what they don’t want. Since I started teaching in Korea, I have learned that the Korean administrator and headteacher seem to assume that, despite the lack of clearly defined roles and undocumented…
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Less Activity, More Drama
This week was quieter on the surface—fewer plans, more time at home—but somehow heavier than the ones packed with activity. Less movement, more tension. It started with an incident in the classroom—a student crossed a professional boundary. I handled it the way I thought I should: calmly, privately, directly with my director. I wanted my…
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Small Wins, Big Feelings
Since my last blog entry, there’s been more bonding among the foreign teachers. We’ve had a few dinners and even spent some time grabbing drinks at the bar. At school, I’ve become more comfortable with the routine and more confident in the classroom. I finally understand the schedule, and I have a better grasp of…
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Settling In, One “Ah-choo” at a Time
Life in Korea just got a lot easier—thanks to my Alien Registration Card (ARC). With my official ID in hand, I’ve opened a Korean bank account, gotten a SIM card, and finally escaped the tyranny of international transaction fees. I can also use Korean apps now—ordering taxis, shopping on Coupang (Korea’s Amazon), and generally functioning…
