Chapter 17: "Monster Teacher"

Yesterday and today I straightened my hair and wore it down. It's pretty long, nearly halfway down my back now. The kids all thought I looked like the girl from Ringu, or the Ring, so they called me "Monster-Teacher." I dunno, I guess I can see the resemblance.....



Funny sort of thing happened today. I'll start with backstory.

Yesterday was a very stupid day for me. It was really long, and I forgot a lot of things I was supposed to already know, and I worried a lot over how much more of my stupidity the Korean teachers could stand.

This evening, between classes, my boss called Siobhan (fellow foreign teacher) and I out into the lobby to talk with him. I was thinking, Oh gosh, this is it. I'm in trouble. Goodbye, cruel world. Siobhan was thinking along similar lines, and my only consolation was that if I went down, she was probably going down with me.

Then William says to me, "You are twenty-two, not in Korean years, correct?"
And I'm like, "Yeah....on Sunday I'll be twenty-two. I'm twenty-three in Korean."

And William says, "Okay," and gets up and goes back into the lounge...which has gone dark.

Siobhan says, "Oh gosh, it's about our birthdays...." Hers was two weeks earlier. And sure enough, we had to walk the gauntlet of teachers and blow out candles and all that in the teacher's lounge. And they bought us cake, see? This one's mine:

Kind of looks like my turd-stamp on top, heehee. It's mocha-flavored.