Getting back to routine

I haven’t managed to get back into much of a routine, so to speak, in the few days since I finished the course. I wasn’t sure if I’d be heading back to work this week at my old school since I hadn’t heard back from my boss by the weekend, so Monday I was lazy and bummed around the house. Tuesday morning I got a call from the school, asking me to come in and teach in the afternoon. Woo, paid work! But then after the lessons were over, my boss told me that actually, there wasn’t steady work for me right now, but they’d call me if anything  came up. Bummer. So last night I was back to the drawing board….until this morning, when I had another email from the school asking me to cover/substitute for the rest of the week. In sum, it’s been a bit of an employment rollercoaster. Some paid work is better than none though, so I’ll take it. Obviously.

Monday night my fellow graduates and I went out for a celebratory dinner and a few drinks, as we were unable to do last Friday night due to exhaustion/prior plans. The five intrepid teachers made our way to Archipelagos, this amazing little Greek restaurant that is actually right down the street from my house, and the food was delicious. The owner was so friendly and helpful, and I can’t wait to take Jon there-we love Greek food, and this place is bomb.

Archipelagaos Brighton

Afterwards I showed the guys around my favorite tiny pub, The Bee’s Mouth, which is weird and macabre enough to warrant repeated visits. It was a nice little night out (especially for a Monday), and  especially knowing that I probably won’t see any of these people again-or if I do, it won’t be for a long time, since everyone is leaving Brighton or wasn’t from around here in the first place. That’s the thing with ESL teachers….they travel a lot. So it’s nice to enjoy the camaraderie, while the gettin’s good. And It’s nice to go through an intensive experience like CELTA with nice folks. I wonder where everyone will be in a year from now?

Now I’m back to worrying about the next step. Making money, saving money, paying debts, finding a good/steady job….it never ends, does it? I thought I’d be relieved upon finishing this nonsense, but now I can’t stop thinking that this was sort of a benchmark requirement in the UK-most teachers have a CELTA, although many don’t have an MA like I do, but someday, probably sooner rather than later, I’ll have to do the DELTA (diploma version of CELTA, and done over 9 months’ time usually) if I want to move on up in this business. A bit soon to start thinking about that, but that’s where my head is. Bleh.

Classy Jazz night, and fun with ESL grammar

Saturday evening I met up with several of my lady friends (and a couple of dudes) for a goodbye party for the lovely Delanie, who is heading back to the Arctic north that is Windsor, Canada here in a week. It was a classy evening. We went to Apgujeong, one of the nicest/richest areas of Seoul at about 7 pm to meet up with some others at a nice little jazz club called “Soul to God”. We got a special 2-for-1 (20,000 won each instead of 40) deal on the cover at the door due to knowing a friend of a friend, and once inside we enjoyed unlimited wine and scrumptious treats-ceviche, kebabs, grilled ribs, fruit, etc.  The club itself was located right off of the Rodeo Drive of Seoul-similar to the one in Beverly Hills, CA, it was shop after fancy shop: Louis Vuitton, Chanel, Prada, Dolce and Gabbana,Armani, Coach…it was slightly intimidating just to be in the area, although I have no problem pretending I live my life in that disposable income bracket. It’s all in the way you carry yourself, right? And maybe the Koreans wouldn’t recognize my clothes from Forever 21. But I digress.

The evening was lovely. It was Latin night at the jazz club, so a live band kept us grooving with the salsa beats. We imbibed many glasses in Delanie’s honor, and Marisa, Jen, Ben and I hailed a cab back to Pdong around 12:30 am so that Jen and Marisa could get some sleep before getting up at 7am (?!?) to go to a body building tournament with some of the fellas from our gym. No hot man bodies are worth my sleep on a Sunday morning-not sad at all that I passed up that venture.  My Sunday was lazy and wonderful-I took two naps and Jon and I made some homemade pizza from scratch. There was also reading and an Indiana Jones marathon on tv. Sometimes Korean television really hits the nail on the head in terms of what one desires on a Sunday afternoon . All in all, another great weekend in the books.

M looking sad because she isn't cool enough to go inside LV.

M looking sad because she isn't cool enough to go inside LV.

Kabob deliciousness-mushrooms! Peppers! Cherry Tomatoes!

Kabob deliciousness-mushrooms! Peppers! Cherry Tomatoes!

Ev is VERY sad that Delanie is leaving.

Ev is VERY sad that Delanie is leaving.

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The very capable and lively latin band-we made friends with them, and they told us to come back any Saturday!

The very capable and lively latin band-we made friends with them, and they told us to come back any Saturday!

On a completely unrelated tangent, here is a picture of Marisa and I with the hilariously inaccurate sketch that we had drawn while we were in Busan several weeks back-it’s as if he drew a version of our 10 year old selves. M and A with our portrait

And today’s lesson in teaching grammar to 6 year old English-as-a- Second-Language students: using “can” to ask the ability of an individual. The assignment was to turn this statement into a question.

You can ride a bike.

Cleo’s response:   Can you ride a dik?

She has trouble with b’s and d’s. And adding on that extra E. So whether you say that “i” as short or long, I don’t think “dik” is something a girl child should be talking about at school. Makes me giggle though. And she used “can” in the correct way!