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The kids’ diary entries are so poetic to me sometimes....



The kids’ diary entries are so poetic to me sometimes. This is a gem.

Sister cry sound listen to noisy
My sister call finished not
My mother scary
My sister noisy

We went to the police station for a field trip. No one spoke...







We went to the police station for a field trip. No one spoke English. I didn’t quite understand where to go or what to do for about 98% of the day. Not sure what the kids took from this experience, but I did end up eating some delicious kimbop. As the kids would say: It was a so-so day.


I love when the kids write directly to me when they finish their...



I love when the kids write directly to me when they finish their weekly diary entries. It always gets them a sticker and/or chocopie.

Yes, I am a bit narcissistic. Yet, what teacher isn’t? We spend all day with a dozen eyes on us, making us the center of attention. Also, what blogger isn’t narcissistic? Obviously I feel some sort of need to share my gospel with others. 

Dear Stacy Teacher,

Hello, I’m Tracy. You are my teacher. The reason why I am writing you a letter is that I want to get closer to you. Your first impression was very good and I left comfortable around you. Please teach me about English. Take care, Teacher. From Tracy


Cheerleader Dinosaur Love

You never imagined the words “kindergarten” and ”teacher” would attach themselves to your name, become a part of your identity, appear on your resume beside the unexpected year of 2010.  But you wake up one morning in Korea, draw eyeliner whiskers on your cheeks, and walk into a classroom full of pirates, vampires, and a six-year old cheerleader called Sunny.

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Who sits beside a dinosaur called Thomas.

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Screen shot from a video I took with one of my favorite kids....



Screen shot from a video I took with one of my favorite kids. After I leave, I will miss seconds like this. I cannot believe I have been here for four months already. Time flies.


Dance, kids, dance.

[Flash 10 is required to watch video.]

Dance, kids, dance.


sunny the future korean bellydancer


This is Sunny from my Seed class (they are 4 years-old.) Her names suits her perfectly. She's always been the bubbliest and most willing to speak English.

For months she's been telling me "belly dancing" at odd occasions. And at first I always assumed she was mispronouncing "ballet" or "ballerina" because, let's face it, most little girls want to be ballerinas.

But today I go and find her drawing a picture on the white board after class and I ask her what it is. And she tells me belly dancing. So I go, "Oh Sunny, are you going to be a ballerina for the Halloween party next week?" And she goes "belly dancing" again. I say, "Belly dancing?"

At that moment Sunny spreads out her arms, waves them around and starts shimmying her hips side to side and sings, "Bellllllyyyyyyy daaaaancing!"



I love the kids at work. They make me smile and laugh everyday....

[Flash 10 is required to watch video.]

I love the kids at work. They make me smile and laugh everyday. Sometimes they make me want to pull out my hair, but in a good way… If that makes any sense.


As I have mentioned before, I really enjoy teaching my kindy...









As I have mentioned before, I really enjoy teaching my kindy kids (aka Littles or Monsters).


This kid, Robin, has a perm. Another kid at my school has...



This kid, Robin, has a perm. Another kid at my school has contacts. Kids are often very nice accessories for their parents in Korea —but only if they’re cute.


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