Goodbye Seokgwan Elementary School
Goodbye Seokgwan Elementary School. Goodbye bringing toilet paper to work. Goodbye Cool Messenger. Goodbye empty office. Goodbye squat toilets. Goodbye deskwarming. Goodbye four-story building. Goodbye barren playground. Goodbye English textbooks filled with mistakes. Goodbye Nami. Goodbye Jinho. Goodbye low-budget English videos. Goodbye students who refuse to use punctuation. Goodbye Hello Kitty pencil cases....
The Ddongchim: Korea’s obsession with anuses
As I walked inside IBK Bank one day, I didn’t know whether to run away or burst out laughing as one of the employees, an ajeosshi (middle aged man) with a beer belly, casually grabbed a pen from his pen holder. It wasn’t a solid-colored cube void of personality, like you’d expect to see at a bank,...
More $#!* my students say, write and wear
Last March I published a post called “$#!* my students say, write and wear,” with some hilarious comments, writing and Engrish t-shirts from my 12 year-old students. Now I have a few more I’d like to share. $#!* MY STUDENTS WRITE: $#!* MY STUDENTS WEAR: $#!* MY STUDENTS DRAW: $#!* MY STUDENTS...
This is what happens when you let your students play with your hair.
Everyday, there’s one class where a couple girls love playing with my hair. “Ooh, Ms. Shaw has baby hair!” they say. (Yes, I know. My hair is ridiculously thin and I’ll probably be bald when I get old.) During the ten minute break before class starts, I let them braid my hair or put it...
$#!* my students say…and write…and wear
I teach English to eleven and twelve year old students at an elementary school in Seoul. I taught fifth grade in 2011, and now I’m teaching the same 210 students this year in sixth grade. For the most part, their English skills are extremely poor, but there are a handful of students who speak relatively well....
How Teaching English in Korea Actually Helped me Learn Korean
I’m terrible with kids. I substitute taught second graders who, in clusters, nagged me to go to the bathroom, and hellion seven-year-olds in my Saturday Art School classes in Brooklyn, New York, telling me that my pastel fish drawing project was “for babies.” I remember my lack of classroom management skills as paintbrushes were thrown across...


















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