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First let me just start off with saying it is almost 2am here and I worked a 11.5 teaching hour day today. Now, I am up at this ungodly hour because I am sick (again!) and am waiting for the sweats from my fever breaking to end so I can take a shower and try to sleep. Now that my current status is updated, let me share with you some exciting news. One of my friends is going to move here to Seoul! That's right, my old dear friend Ben Ferri is moving to Seoul in a few weeks to teach at my school! It will be weird to have a friend here who knew me before the valley since I feel like the last 6 months have changed me a lot. But at the same time, Ben has been a friend of mine for over two years and I am really happy to have him close (plus, he gives great hugs and that is something pretty limited here in Korea!) We met at Westminster Theological Seminary and hit it off right away. Life (and ourselves) got in the way sometimes of our friendship but I am so excited to get to be close to h

Another post about my kids. Really, I could post every day about the silly things my kids say and do. For today's post I thought I would share with you some of the dialogues wrote for me. The assignment was to write a dialogue of an interview between you and a superhero. I want to share two of them with you. These two boys are best friends in my class but their dialogues are quite different. The first dialogue is well... it's kinda boring. P1: What is your name? p2: My name is Churchill. P1: WHo are you? P2:I am the Prime Minister of Great Britian. P1: Where were you born? P2: I was born in England in 1874. P1: When did you become the Prime Minister? P2: I became the Prime Minister in 1940. P1: Why did you become the Prime Minister? P2: I became the Prime Minister to win the second World War. P1: How was you life? P2:It was happy. Ok, I guess Churchill could be considered a superhero. The second dialogue is much more creative... and actually quite informative. Tim: hello? x-ki

Today I had some... let's just call them "moments" with my students. It was a LONG day today, and in it were some really funny moments, some really frustrating moments, and everything in between. One of my classes has a bunch of crazy boys (and two sweet girls). I love this class. Everything is in high energy and while I have to yell at them alot, we laugh a ton in that class. One of the boys, we'll call him Tony, loves to sit next to me. He's 9, adorable, and hilarious. But sometimes he is just too distracting. So I give him sentences to write. Yep, just like Bart Simpson in the opening credits, when my students misbehave I have them write a sentence 10, 20, sometimes 30 times. So today was one of those days for Tony. He had too much energy for his own good and kept getting out of his seat, stealing a whiteboard pen from my desk, and writing things on the board. Can we say distracting ? One time, the snow from the bottom of his shoe had melted, leaving a puddle u

I do this to myself. Actually I blame my mother. She is definitly the one I inherited the schmoltzy gene from. My dad doesn't cry when he watches a sad movie. No, he looks over at me sitting next to him with tears uncontrolably down my cheeks and usually chuckles. My mom is the one to blame. You can find us in front of some sappy movie sharing a box of tissues, trying to control the streams of tears and smalls fits of laughter at how silly we are for crying. Today was a snow day so I spent much of it in my apartment cleaning and catching up on grading. I also watched some TV. Yeah, I should I have known better than to watch Brothers and Sisters . For each 45 minute episode, I spend at least 10 of them crying. I cried a bit this weekend actually. Maybe it's the cold and snow. Maybe it's the New Year and thinking about all that happened last year. Maybe I've been away from those I love for too long. Whatever it is, I've cried quite a bit this weekend. Tonight I saw so

In my grandma's apartment is a painting of a girl in a yellow dress. I love this painting. In fact, I've told my grandma that I want her to leave it for me in her will. She has made no such promises, but I still hope that maybe someday she'll change her mind. Well, I've been wanting to get a puzzle for a few weeks now. I keep seeing these VanGough paintings on puzzles and I have been waiting to buy one. Finally I found some on sale and as I was rumaging through the boxes to find the picture I wanted, I came across this one of a girl in a yellow dress. It looked so familiar and it took me a moment to figure out where I had seen it before. It was the same one as my grandma's! So I couldn't resist. This puzzle will have to do until I can convince my grandma to give me her beautiful painting.

All ready to head out to the party! Happy New Years!!! Jordan and I playing with sticks. She is the daughter of a couple at church, and I have had the chance to play with her a few times. I LOVE this age. How ADORABLE is this kid?!?! I just might have to get a lavender tutu in my size. Nikki and I at the party Playing "yut", which is the traditional game to play at New Years. Shopping in the freezing cold... it's my vacation, it's Christmas, and I've decided that I am allowed some shopping fun.