Yesterday afternoon Tonya
texted me and asked if I wanted to go to dinner with her and Anna and Kim, who
is a Korean guy that Anna and Adeel are friends with, and who Tonya has now
befriended. It was his (and Anna's) friend Heather's birthday dinner and they
were going to make a huge spread. I went and it was really fun. It was at
Heather's parent's apartment, but we all met at the grocery store and they
bought lots of food to make dinner. We had fried and roasted chicken, salad,
Korean salad (which was a bit too spicy for me), kiwi, roasted potatoes, and
lots of wine. It was Anna, Tonya, Heather, Kim, Leah, and Erica, all of whom
are Korean. The only person I had met before was Kim, but it was okay because
Heather and Leah were really friendly, and Erica agreed to teach Tonya and I
how to speak Korean, which is exciting. Tonya also agreed to teach me French,
which could be cool. In exchange, I will go on Tuesdays to meet with them (they
meet on both Tuesdays and Thursdays) for dinner and English language exchange. Their
English is already excellent, but they want to perfect it and become completely
fluent, and the only way to do that is to sit and talk with a native speaker.
So Tonya and I agreed to meet with them and plan out topics and fun activities. They all seemed really nice, and
Tonya and I agreed to make dinner for them next time. Something Western.
The big drama this morning is that Thor (one of the six year-old Kindergarten teachers here), who has two weeks left on his contract, didn't come in today or call in sick. He had to combine classes with Holly, which left her with about 25 kids, so I jumped downstairs to help out. This week I was supposed to shadow Anna, who I'm replacing, because it's her last week, and I need to get trained before picking her class up on Monday. It wouldn't be a big deal at all, except that Thor usually calls in sick and today he didn't. So everyone was a bit worried, and David, the school's owner, went over to Thor's apartment to make sure everything was okay.
The big drama this morning is that Thor (one of the six year-old Kindergarten teachers here), who has two weeks left on his contract, didn't come in today or call in sick. He had to combine classes with Holly, which left her with about 25 kids, so I jumped downstairs to help out. This week I was supposed to shadow Anna, who I'm replacing, because it's her last week, and I need to get trained before picking her class up on Monday. It wouldn't be a big deal at all, except that Thor usually calls in sick and today he didn't. So everyone was a bit worried, and David, the school's owner, went over to Thor's apartment to make sure everything was okay.
Thor was gone. Not like,
not there, he'll be back later, but like, all his stuff packed up, nothing left
but the furniture and the trash, moved out of the country GONE. So for the next
two weeks we are a teacher short. This means that today and tomorrow I have to
pick up his classes rather than getting trained, which is annoying. This
afternoon we all have to stay late today for a meeting to schedule out who is
picking up the rest of his classes for the next two weeks until the new
teachers get here. Like seriously, how the hell do you just pick up and leave?
And technically, because he didn't complete his six months, they don't have to
pay for his flight in, contractually, which means that he owes the school money
that he isn't going to pay them. It's just really inconvenient for everyone
who's left. I was supposed to get off early today and now I have to stay late.
Apparently, this is
actually a pretty common thing to happen in Korea, and is commonly referred to
among teachers as “pulling a runner.” In
order to avoid unnecessary drama and paying back the school money you owe them
for not completing your contract, some teachers just pick up and leave. Most often they have already arranged to
leave the country, but sometimes they just move in with a friend for a little
while before planning their next move.
The common thought with Thor is that he left and went to Taiwan, where
he had been talking about teaching next.
It’s kind of worrisome
that something like that is common enough to have its own phrase. It makes me wonder if teaching here is harder
than it seems like it will be, or too difficult to deal with at all. Am I in over my head? I don’t think so, but who knows how I’ll feel
in a few months. A lot can happen and a
lot can go wrong. Hopefully things will
go pretty smoothly here and I won’t even consider doing something that
irresponsible and drastic. But who
knows.
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