Learning to Read and Other Skills


It’s still amazing to me how many people are unable to understand text. Now, I don’t mean the people who are actually illiterate, which is a genuine concern, I mean people despite being able to read cannot actually understand what is being said and the context and content fully. Such people are the type who have been gifted with the ability to actually read, unlike so many deprived of the skill, but who cannot use it to living a fulfilling life.

How Korea Is Conspiring Against Me: A Collection of Small Reasons Why I’m Definitely Going Home in July

The cliche rings true, y’all:  it IS the little things.  In this case,it’s the little things that drive you absolutely crazy and make you want to hop a plane home early.  Over the past couple of months, a small collection of tiny inconveniences has reminded us that it’s definitely time to leave Korea when our contract is up in July.  Here are some of them, in no particular order:

1)  We used to have a really awesome little locally owned market about a block from our house.  It has been torn down and replaced with a 7-11,which carries nearly nothing we use.

2)  Korea (as a nation) has blocked Grooveshark, which was what made the fact that Korea didn’t have Pandora tolerable.  

3)  The super-delicious shabu-shabu restaurant near our house has closed.

4) The three grocery stores most convenient to my life no longer carry my brand of soda.

Why does Korea Make us so Angry?

Picture by Charles LeBlanc (flickr.com)
Why is it that so many people get so upset about Korea while living in Korea?  I have never sensed the same acrimony about living in Japan or South East Asian countries, not even China.  When bad things happen in these countries, people get upset and move on more easily than Korea, it seems.

Toothpaste is not spicy

I say this here so I don’t explode on a random Korean.

It really annoys me when I share American gum or toothpaste with a Korean and they say, “너무 매워요!” It really, really annoys me. Minty stuff is NOT spicy.

Maybe this is a cultural miscommunication which is completely my own fault and experience. Yet, whenever this happens, I want to slap the toothpaste or gum right out of their mouth. Wasting my amazing, minty American goods on them. Grr.

Just a rant, don't mind me

I’ve been teaching at my current school for a little over five months. I’ve never previously seen a student outside of class. Yet, of course, tonight, I see two of my students (brother and sister) and both of their parents while I was out grocery shopping.

Keep in mind that it is 91 degrees F at 9 PM. I looked and felt disgusting. I was wearing a wrinkly, sweaty dress with sneakers. My bangs were plastered to my forehead. Whatever hair that wasn’t in a messy bun was doing that weird fly-away thing. My glasses were probably askew. You want to tell me that it’s probably not as bad as I’m imagining, but I actually can’t accurately describe to you in words how bad I actually looked and felt.

And, of course, I was listened to NIN on full-blast on my ear-buds when I heard shouts of, “Stacy Teacher! Stacy Teacher!” The only words I could muster were, “Oh my gosh!” and my students’ names several times in a row.

More Dangerous than a Racist Baboon– A Week with Eugenics

Originally published on  TheThreeWiseMonkeys.com

By Marie Kulik

At Least the Baboon Can’t Speak…,

How long will you stay in Korea?

People ask me this all the time. If you’re a foreigner that has moved abroad, this is probably a likely question. It’s a fair question, right? Time abroad seems like something temporary for people back home, especially for those that can’t imagine dropping everything and moving somewhere with a different culture and language.

It’s frustrating because if a friend moved from Portland to New York, I wouldn’t ask them how long they’d stay in New York. People move but it doesn’t mean they plan on moving back home after a set period of time.

Lately, when I hear this question from people back home, I feel a bit defiant. I want to show you that it’s not just a phase. I know you’re not testing me, but I want you (and everyone) to know that living abroad is a challenge that I can master. I can live a good life here. I can grow as a person and a professional. I can travel, I can fall in love, I can build a life here.

Ode to dudes in Korea

Buying me a $3 Cass ―that I didn’t ask for― does not mean that I owe you ANYTHING.

Getting upset with me because you don’t get your way does not mean I’m going to backtrack so you can immediately get your way. Far from it.

Korean guy, calling me “fat and cute” is not a compliment.

Foreign guy, telling me that I’m thinner than the typical foreigner is not a compliment.

Everyone, if your first message to me is, “Want to have sex?,” “Do you have sex?,” or merely, “Sex?” ―you will receive no response. Absolutely no response.

Also, if you don’t ask me out on a proper date, I won’t know that you like me. If you want to make out in the dark, go bark up another tree, as this minx isn’t for you.

The Phnom Penh Post–7D: Cheapening the Experience of Life Abroad


Originally published on TheThreeWiseMonkeys.com

Po Box 1901
Phnom Penh 1200

Cultbusting Korea: World Mission Society Church of God

For personal reasons the author wishes to remain anonymous.

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