This weekend I was in Busan with some friends, and Saturday night we were all chatting it up in a restaurant down by the beach. Of course, one of the favorite (and funniest) subjects came up eventually....our strange students. When I first arrived and was shadowing the teacher I was replacing, I remember seeing that the little kids had a complete fascination with his bushy arm hair, and I had to ask the guys at the table if they had the same problem of kids trying to pull it. Loosely quoted from one of the guys:
"No, they don't pull it, but they'll come and try to pet me. Like, I'll be in the middle of teaching class and I'll feel this little hand touching my arm, and I look over and there's some little kid stroking me."
Most fortunately I don't have bushy arm hair, and thus do not have this problem. Nor do I have the problem of little boys trying to stick their fingers up my butt (the "kancho" for anyone who's familiar with the Japanese counterpart). Guy teachers commonly deal with this though, and I am thankful every day that I am a woman and my biggest problem of that nature is getting a boob high-five.
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3 comments:
hahahahaaaaaaa
Ha- you need to post on here more often- I just read the last ten entries or so- very interesting stuff
it's called- donk-oh chong
a butt gun!
hahahaha
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