Hi, my name is Gio. I have two blogs "Giographics" and "GiographicsInKorea". "Giographics" is more of a personal blog and "GiographicsInKorea" is dedicated to my life in South Korea. (http://giographicsinkorea.tumblr.com/)
Don’t lose your joy, but don’t try to comfort yourself with nonsense that “things could be worst” either. That doesn’t fix how you’re feeling in the moment. Wrap yourself within your passions, and remember the world is both a shitty and beautiful place all wrapped into one. So smile a little, because that’s the only way things do get better.
One glance, that was all it took for me to notice how old my mother is becoming, and begin to seriously question what I’m doing with my life. Here I am in a foreign country seeking out happiness, but I’m throwing away time with one of the most important people to me in order to do so.
It’s the same thing she did to me while I was growing up. Traveling all around the world, and missing huge chunks of my life she can never get back…..but now that I’m older here I am repeating the same mistakes. I try to keep in mind I’m not just over in Korea for giggles and kicks. I’m here trying to save money in order to pay for university, and build a life for myself.
Though seeing those gray hairs popping up day in and day out makes me wonder where I should be right now. How much time do we have left to keep playing this international game of tag before time runs out.
How wrong is it that I wish this was my co-teacher?Seriously, it maybe lack of sleep talking, but I can only imagine how smoothly my English classes would run with this guy as my helper.Whenever kids acted up or wouldn’t speak in English he could fly towards them, and just horrify the shit out of them. (-__-)
Anywayside from my fantasies, in one of my classes I have five boys that are hard to control, and take pride in acting a fool. On my second day of teaching I had to kick the five out of class. However, this did not go as planned, because three out of the five did not care they got kicked out of class.
I told the five to sit on the ground outside of my classroom, in different corners, and then went back to teach the rest of the class. Then the next thing I hear is a ”BAG BAG”…yah that’s right….the little….ah “angels”….thought it would be cute/funny to hit on my door while screaming. So I let them back into the class.
From there on I got one out of the five in control by telling him in broken Korean, “I will call your mom and dad. I am not playing with you! Sit down NOW!” Then I pulled out my cell phone, and acted like I was calling his parents. That seemed to do the trick for that kid. However, the other four kept acting a fool. So I acted like I didn’t see them, and let them do their “thing”. While I made sure the rest of the students understood the lesson, and had a great time….which they did (yay) ! After the class ended I made sure to take four out of the five to the office. Though the boys did not go down without a fight. Three of the boys took off running, and I had to chase them.
That was the day they learned “Gio Teacher” is in good shape, and is not playing any games with them. I dragged all their asses to the office, and straight to the head teacher. Afterwards, I got an apology from the four, and the head teacher took them away….hopefully to be flown away to North Korea by my new bird-creature Co-teacher.