A month has disappeared since I first landed in South Korea.
I know that when we do something we don’t like, time will seem to drag on. On the other hand, time flies by as soon as we engage in something we enjoy. I must be really enjoying my time then. =)
However, I prefer to think of time as if I’m driving in a tunnel. As I drive, everything seems to go by really fast. It does not matter whether it interests me or not because our focus is only on the one thing. As I glance at the cars going the other way, everything seems to pass by unnaturally quickly, and things disappear off into the distance as if it barely existed. As I imagine reaching the end of the tunnel, it seems a long way away and that we will never get there.
Time is a major reason as to why I take photographs. It records my past, and gives me definitive proof that this exact moment, really did exist. It will fool me in thinking that everything I have done seem just a little less distant.
And that, makes me feel at peace.
Until next time,
Yeongsanpo Girls Middle School.
Intertwined within those 4 words are the many mysteries I realize I was not ready for. For starters, Yeongsanpo is a new area to me; I have no clue where I am going, where to shop, where to eat, or where to catch a bus. Next, Girls Middle School!? I haven’t even been to a boys middle school. It is definitely different than a mixed classroom. I also haven’t been to middle school for almost a decade, which makes all of this even stranger.
There have been so many mistakes in such a short span of time. From not knowing which bus to get on, to not being able to communicate with anyone, all the way to simple conversations gone awry with my english co-teachers. I sometimes feel a little alone at school because no one can talk to me. I am going to use this negativity to fuel my need to learn Korean.
To be honest, the main point of this post is to introduce everyone to the man with an indefinite amount of generosity: Marius Van Der Westhuizen. He is the amazing teacher that I replaced here in Naju, and although I have only had one Skype call, a handful of emails, and half a day with him, I can honestly say that he is my lifesaver. His welcoming was above and beyond, and I thoroughly enjoyed the amazing orientation he gave me of the area. So to you, I say this: “I wish you the best of luck in everything you do, and if you ever need anything, just ask”.
All is well though and it excites me just thinking of the
growth I’ll go through in the next two years! Continue
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Until next time,
From the moment I left home on the 15th of April at 6:15 am, to the point where I arrived at the SBC building here in Gwangju on the 16th of April at 11pm, it took a ridiculous 28.75 hours. I love travelling as much as the next guy, but I have yet to find a way to enjoy long flights. Perhaps some of you have tips?
Anyhow, the start of my Korea “Excursion” began with an 8-day orientation, chock full of information, teaching tips and advice, cultural experiences and the best part: meeting 60+ people that are just as curious and clueless as I
was am. For most of us, the only person we knew in Korea were ourselves. That is probably the reason why everyone bonded so well. Unfortunately, we also knew that we would all be going to the different corners of Korea, and that “goodbye” would be inevitable. I guess this is one thing I will have to get used to if I want to continue living the life of a wanderer. However, there is a bright side! With Korea being so small and having such an extensive web of busses and trains, it is entirely possible to visit someone at the other end of Korea and still make it back by nightfall!
As I stand in my apartment in Naju-si, I cannot help but think:
“This is going to be a wonderful nest”.
I hope you will all join me on this journey, to travel and be amazed with me, and to grow with me.
Until next time,