An interesting morning
Earlier this morning, I tried to write about the second half of yesterday, since I arrived back home last night too late to do so, but for some reason this wonderful blog site saved the post as a draft, but did not include any of my content, and it was well written (I don't mean to brag...) I guess it could have had something to do with the fact that my eyes were barely open at the time, but who really knows. However, it did ultimately save me from having to wait a while longer before writing about work this morning, which was an experience unto itself.
Yesterday was the 112th anniversary of the YMCA where I work, Jongno YMCA. Of course that meant that my entire department was treated to a three hour awards ceremony where we were preached at a total of around 17 times. If that does not sound wonderful, I do not know what you are doing for fun! Just kidding, sitting through ceremonies like that are always boring and somewhat uncomfortable, especially when you do not know anyone involved. However, it becomes exponentially worse when it all takes place in a language that you do not speak well. The only thing that made it bearable were the two singing performances at the beginning, one choir of adorable children in matching red bow ties and the other of a group of older women, who sang amazingly well. However, there was a special noodle soup for lunch because it happened to be such a special day. The coworker that I was sitting with me explained that the soup is actually something so special that it usually gets eaten exclusively at weddings and funerals because the long noodles are supposed to symbolize and reinforce long life. The point is that it was really good, so I was happy. It made up for all the long prayers that I could not understand that happened during the ceremony.
Then, in Korean class we learned about different times during the day (evening, morning, lunch time, etc.). We also learned all about asking for directions and how to answer if someone asks you for directions. My lack of sleep means that I really do not remember much at the moment. After class I went to look for a coat with my friend Germany, which we did not find. At the moment, neither of us have been paid, and it is really causing a problem. I have 7,454 won in my Korean account, which is the equivalent of $7.45. Basically, there is no way for us to get a coat that it is even marginally weather proof for anything under 60,000 won, and Germany only had 50,000. This is just causing a large problem, especially since nobody explained how the process of being paid works in Korea. This means that I did not even know that something might be wrong in terms of getting money into my account until today, because in Korea they use bank books to put money into their accounts, and all I ever carry with me is my card because no one told me that the dang books were important! Arrrggggghhh!!!
This morning was another interesting English lesson for adults. I taught my boss to say "Yo, yo wassup?" with the response of "a'ight". I managed to skillfully avoid saying the F-word, because it made me uncomfortable. I also taught them the word "culmination" because they wanted a difficult sentence in addition to "What do you like to do?" and "Where are you from?" I then went on to explain terms such as "bucks" and "dude". Sounds like this is shaping up to be quite an eventful day, especially if I can figure out this whole "getting paid" thing.
Love and butterfly kisses,
(*This is a quote from A Very Potter Musical, which you should check out on YouTube.)
Elena Giselle :D
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