Well the new semester has started - sort of. As I have learned from others, the month of March is a time when a lot of schools shake out the new schedule and try to figure out just what the heck is going to happen from now until December. One of my co-teachers, who shall remain nameless, told me to basically "wing-it" until April when things should be locked in stone (or, more accurately, mud). OK, fine. If called upon I can "wing-it" like a 737 (
that is headed for a tall tower in New York). So, for the past couple of days I have been preparing the "Wing-it" curriculum and lesson plans for the Korean educational systems version of "March Madness." Someone once told me that to be successful in any type of educational setting in Korea you must be fluid. I would agree to a point. However, I would change the word "fluid" to a more accurate "gaseous." To be successful in Korea you must be the proverbial "Fart in the Wind" or something like that. Whatever. The way I look at it, I've never met a young student whose mind I couldn't warp with little or no effort. I'm soooo special (*cough,* *cough,* *hack,* *spit*).
But one thing is good about the start of the new year. The good part is the several dinner parties to welcome new teachers and say goodbye to the teachers that are leaving. I just came back from one this evening. It was a good time. Heck, I even had a good time getting slightly(?) drunk with ET#3. I even was able to share shots of soju with teachers that had barely spoken to me in the previous 8 months. It felt like I had graduated from Marine Corps boot camp and was finally accepted as the resident "Fat-white-guy-that-they-can't-seem-to-get-rid-of-no-matter-how-hard-they-try." I'm joking (sort of).
But, as usual, there was an incident that did involve me. As we were drinking, and Mr. Soju was in the middle of his assault on my brain cells, ET#3 gives me a glass and tells me to go with him over to the Principal and offer him a drink. OK, no problem. Done it many times before. I poured the drink and the Principal poured me a drink (the soju assault continued). We talked a little bit and continued to drink - and drink. Then, the next thing I know, the Principal stands up and tells everyone that LOJ is going to give a toast. Say wha!!??? Thinking quickly I came up with some witty remarks in my head and stood up. Gosh, the speech I had in my mind sounded so professional, intelligent and all that good stuff. But when I opened my mouth it came out
"ubluh moo odinky doomaahhh seehii upsid dozee dai zeemong fitheeup so - Cheers!!!" I kid you not. That's what it sounded like - and I was trying to speak friggin' English!!! DAMN YOU MR. SOJU!!!
I don't know what was funnier, my speech or the fact that the teachers in the restaurant were nodding in agreement and smiling like they understood what came out of my mouth. I even saw one lean over and, I assume, translate my remarks for another teacher. I almost asked her to come over and translate them for me. I just hope against hope that what came out my mouth didn't sound like Korean for
"I want to go to North Korea and play hide the salami with Kim Jong Il."
If asked I'll just say that my speech tonight was given in a little known dialect of American English called drunkdumbassnish.
I have to go to another dinner party tomorrow night. It should be fun. Especially since I know I will never be asked to give a speech again.
After getting home tonight I got on the 'net to look around. I came across another Jeju blog called Jeju Life Blog. I read the post "Jeju National University Presentation & Online Persona." In the post, it talks about the writer briefly meeting me in a local coffee shop. The author writes:
I was also able put a face-to-the-blog of ‘Lost on Jeju’, briefly meeting the man behind it all in Holly’s Coffee. It was one of those moments where I wondered if the blog persona created in my mind lived up to the person in real life.
And that got me thinking about other bloggers I read every day - Paul Bradshaw, Pat Thornton and Mindy McAdams.Would they live up to their commanding online image in real life?Interesting. I never thought about it. When I read blogs I don't consciously put a face or persona with the writings. I guess that comes from reading too many
"Dear Penthouse, I can't believe this happened to me but....." letters when I was younger. If you don't get the reference, don't worry, it comes from the pre-internet porn age when all we had was Playboy, Penthouse and Hustler magazines stuffed under our beds.
In addition, I don't set out to create any kind of persona. I just write about the stupid, silly and sometimes serious things that happen to me. Or, I bore unfortunate readers with my opinions about stuff that in the big scheme of things don't amount to more than a pile of mouse dung at the bottom of the Grand Canyon.
At first reading, I thought that the comment might have been a backhanded insult of sorts. But then I took a quick course in Readin' Comprehension and came to the conclusion that it's not. As far as the question posed by the writer concerning me I think I can answer the question regarding persona vs. reality. It probably doesn't.
Stop on by
Jeju Life Blog for some more info about our little slice of heaven called Jeju, or Cheju, or Tamna, or the Hub of (
fill in the blank).