taking it in stride

I often describe my life abroad as a vortex. An unrelenting spiral of emotions. Some days I live quite happily in my Busanite bubble. Some days I long for my familiar Toronto. Today…I don’t know…

Last week South Korea was reminded of its unresolved war with the North. I was reminded just how far away I am from home. North Korea launched a surprise attack, claiming two lives and severely injuring more than a dozen. This demonstration has made the global community anxious and prepared to meet any further aggression with comparable force. The more I think about it, the more I understand how unique it is for me, a Canadian, to be experiencing first hand the fall out of a very complicated history.  

To learn more:  http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/world-asia-pacific-11421928

This weekend I celebrated my first American Thanksgiving. Served with all of the holiday best, I properly embraced the idea of making new holiday traditions. Trying to re create what I am ‘missing’ at home will dishonour the magic of this experience.

our very Korean American Thanksgiving

complete with Jenga and Soju

  That said, Sunday we went in search of Christmas decorations. Much to our surprise we were successful! Tucked away on one of Nampodong’s many side streets, we discovered a real gem. Standing outside, a singing Santa ushered us into a winter wonderland.

Santa baby

city lights

I walked away with stockings, faux trees and ornaments. Now, I am ready for the Christmas countdown. 

I am going to Costco later. That will make my day.  

sleigh bells ring, are you listening?



star light, star bright, take me to toronto tonight

Holiday spirit is now decking the halls of Seongnam Elementary. Last Friday I introduced my grade 3 classes to the joys of a western Christmas. Together we scrolled through some personal holiday snap shots, exchanged seasonal traditions and gushed over the sparkle of city lights amidst the quiet calm of snowy winter nights.

my wee snow flakes

chopsticks 101

Well, one would think that come the three month mark, and being a native of the highly Asian infused city of Toronto, I would have mastered the art of chopsticking. False. I have called upon every excuse in the book to defend my lack of dexterity: "my fingers are to…the sticks are too wide…the food is too small and slippery…" Enough!



sassing

frustration sets in

goner

 Clearly the jig is up and it is time to admit defeat. I will be a western utensil user for life and I am okay with it. A special thank-you to those poor souls that fought to convert me. 





learn by doing



there once was confusion

I have been growing increasingly puzzled by the tolerance of violence in the classroom.

This observation climaxed with a swift blow to the back of my head today.

The culprit, Homer, one of my sixth graders.

The weapon, a pokemon pencil box.

His reaction, to point and laugh.

My reaction, shell shock.

Anymore would have been a waste of breath, the meaning of my vengeful rant – surely lost in translation. Fortunately, my co-teacher witnessed the attack and came to my rescue.

With one clean flick to the head, Homer got the message.

I have been converted, in the future; I will use the flick method to drive my point home. Miscommunications? Phiiiiish!



peace at last

lets paint the town and shut it down

And so we did.

It was not the monster mash this Halloween, but rather the foreigner mash up.

Not the usual Family Mart crowd

10.31.10 penguins, ajummas and superheroes roamed the streets of KSU. 

Me, I dressed up as Jinho and took my beloved Minsu out for a night on the town.  

Could it be? Is it she?



World, meet Minsu and Jinho



"Eat it Calvin Klein"

A lot more could be said about this night, but pictures really say it better.

and it was standing room only

just like sardines

From the confines of the subway car speeding toward Gwangan station to the overflowing streets of Gwangali Beach, Busan’s International Fireworks Festival was an event not to be missed. Several countries were represented at the show; however, none could compare to Korea’s EPIK closing performance. In the final moments of the hour long spectacle, the crowd new something special was imminent. The eruption of each firework louder, more colourful than the one before, we stood in awe as the sky burst into a sparkling display of fiery wonder to salute the end of show. Eventually darkness enveloped the sky again and Gwangali was returned back to the tranquil, beach side community on the shores of the Pacific.  

colour my world



c'est fini

 

click here to relive the magic!

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1k25cwT9cF8

'seems like yesterday'

you'll never be alone again

This weekend was one for the books.

the gathering that was global on the Han River

After waiting in line for 1.5hrs, boarding the shuttle at Sangsu Station, the anticipation of what was to come was almost tangible. Thousands made their way to the shores of the Han River in Seoul to experience GLOBALGATHERING an international music festival that fused authentic Korean tracks with North American chart toppers. The energy was contagious and radiated through the crowd from dusk until dawn. Surrounded by friends old and new, I danced as if no one was watching.

bright like neon love

Cheers!

9.10.10 with love.