Thursday, August 23, 2007

Peace out HOYAH!

This is goodbye to Korea Part III.

Unfortuneately, my 40 hour / 6 day work week left very little room for blogging. I appologize for not posting more photos and pics. Thank you to Hoyon for assuming the role as social photographer and facebooker.

The REAL Crew: Me, Karim, Paul, Frank, Haej


THANKS for a great summer guys! Everything from the first weekend outing at NB to the very last Kogi Kogi.

To Paul: AHHH Freakout! You will forever be the King of the Wappi. And Norebang. Love your style.
To Karim: YOU ARE VERY DELICIOUS. Thanks for radiating positivity and happiness.
To David Son: "Hey guys, I'm gonna take a shower!"
To Haej: Hostess of the year award! Reunion 2007 was fun! See you 2008? Just kidding.
To Frank: It was fun sharing classes with you. Our kids rock. Purse lips.

To the Hoyah Crew

Monday, August 20, 2007

A toast to Mark (and yellow panda t-shirts)

The highlights go beyond Kiwi soju, yogurt flavored yogurt, and milkshake in a bag.

Ten days of treasured brother/sister time in the motherland.
A few memorable traces left behind...

A stroll around Gangnam



A few sights

Cheonggyecheon Stream / View from Namsan Tower

Bongeunsa Temple

Jogyesa Temple / Garden

Nami Island




A visit with "The Grandparents." The Shims are a friendly couple who I met on the airplane on my first trip to Korea. We have since had many dates traveling around Korea.

Suwon Hwaseong Fortress





Korean Independence Day
Korea National Independence Hall
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The Hof & Hoesik






Sticker Pics!

Tuesday, August 07, 2007

Face to Face

It was a typical day doing what I do here on a summer's interim acting as “teacher.” Teaching test prep for iBT TOEFL has not been the most exciting job in the world, but I try to enjoy it for what it is, and learn new things from the educational content and interact with the kids.

Today’s listening problem on South Africa brought about an interesting conversation. The topic struck a chord with me, as I’m currently contemplating the opportunity to make a visit. The topic also struck a chord with one of my younger students, Greg, who was especially curious as well.

In 5 minutes, we learned about the social policy, population and economics of South Africa. Greg stopped me often to ask a questions: Where is South Africa? Is it a country? I, showing off my new Africa knowledge, explained them all. I didn’t realize why he was so curious, until later, when we dug deeper into the conversation. He wanted to know where South Africa was, so he could stay as far away from it as possible.

We talked about the Apartheid, the systematic segregation of blacks and whites, which was finally dismantled as recent as 1990. We discussed how, under the Apartheid, blacks couldn’t take part in government, how they could not vote, how they had to live in reserves, and how they couldn’t use the same toilets as the powerful white minority. To my surprise, Greg agreed.

He told me he didn’t think Africans should use the same toilets as him. He didn’t think Africans should mix at all. I asked why. He said Africans were dirty. Why are they dirty? They are poor. Why are they dirty? They have AIDS! “You can get AIDS in from sitting on the toilet!!!” he proclaimed. Apparently, he learned this fact in a Health and Living class, so it was a true fact. Greg believed one could just go to Africa and one would automatically get AIDS. Greg believed Africans were dirty.

I questioned him to know if this feeling was representative of all races or just Africans. I mentioned Raffe, the one white guy who works here this summer. How would you feel if you used the toilet after him? I don’t use the toilets here. Where do you study abroad in America? Surely, he must encounter people of other races there. “It doesn’t matter,” he said, “I live in Korea town.”

It was the first time in a long time I’d talked face to face with someone who had such opposite beliefs as me (And, if I go to South Africa, I will probably have many more discussions on the topic). The whole encounter just saddened me. It saddened me that he had such prejudice beliefs; that a young boy labels people based upon their race and even FEARS people of other races. It saddens me that he is so misinformed, and thinks he can get AIDS from a toilet seat. It saddened me that we didn’t have more time to talk about it.

It was this moment that I felt truly grateful for my unbiased upbringing. I felt grateful for my education; my general education and the diversity classes I was recommended to take as a LEAD Scholar; grateful for having friends from many countries and diverse backgrounds, and grateful my parents instilled fair beliefs and values in me.

The discussion also reminded me the about the general thoughts and beliefs about Africa as a whole, the ideas and stereotypes associated with Africa, and my own personal thoughts about it. It called attention the greater issue, the hot topic of race and diversity, and how it plays a part in everyone’s life. Finally, it reminded me to reevaluate my own motivations in going there.

We continued talking a few minutes after class until I was pulled away because my boss was waiting to ask me a question. I thanked Greg for sharing his opinion, and left with only one recommendation, ”I encourage you to learn more about this topic.”

I realize this one student’s values and beliefs cannot be generalized to Koreans as a whole, as these same values and beliefs can be found everywhere. But, it certainly does bring up the question, what are these kids taught in school? What are they taught at home? Is the feeling of racial superiority widespread? Considering yesterday, I listened to my doctor explain why the Meningitis vaccine I requested was not available because the disease is not prevalent in Korea. She went on to tell me how she personally believes Koreans are a superior race in terms of health, lucky me, because there are relatively few diseases within Korea compared with the rest of the world. How prevalent is racism within the morals and values among Koreans? Again, Americans, too, have their share of racists, but, confronting the issue here, I’m reminded me that we have so far to go collectively as a human race.

Sunday, August 05, 2007

Let's Jump the Gun

I have been holding off on the big announcement—mostly because this decision has triggered a million other more pressing things to do with my time, and also because the “plan” is not yet finalized. So there’s really no reason in announcing something that isn’t quite ready yet, is there? However, it is desperately time for a blog update (I’ve been a very bad blogger, which I will make up for soon, I promise), so I suppose I should finally break the news: I just bought a plane ticket to Africa!

Phew. That wasn’t so bad. Just open my mouth and the words come out. I’m going to Africa. I am going to Africa. I am going to go to Africa.

WHOLY SHIT, I’m GOING TO AFRICA!!!!!!!

It is all starting again--all the things that were missing when I booked my trip to Korea for the third time last May:

The anticipation. Waiting, just waiting for it all to happen. The stress. OMG there so many things to do before I leave! Buy a sleeping bag, find insect repellent, purchase travel insurance, update the vaccinations (all might be a little difficult to do while I’m in KOREA)... The fear. Is it safe? Will I get Malaria and die? Will I hate it? The unknowns. oh God, the unknowns. The research. What will it be like? How much will it cost? When should I go? And, most of all, WHICH FREAKING TOUR SHOULD I PICK!!!! (As usual, I’m driving myself MADDDDD with decisions). And last, but not least, the excitement! THE excitement. the EXCITEment. the exciteMENT. When does that kick in???

As magical as this idea once sounded in my head, it now stirs up a whole mix of emotions. I think that, in the name of my Mr. Clark-inspired classroom dance, it might be time to “Ahhhh, FREAK OUT!!!”

In dealing with the planning process, I’m finding it hard to get the kind of support I’m looking for:

My students ask when I’m going back to the states, and I tell them October. When they ask what I’m going to do for the month in between, their eyes bulge, blink two times, and then say, “WHAT???”

One has responded, “Take me!”

One responded, “WHY? I don’t want to go there. I only want to go to good country. You’ll get a disease.”

My mother asks me if I’ve ever traveled to a developing country before, you know, a really, really poor place. She worries I think it’ll be like backpacking Europe. I know it won’t be like Europe. I suppose that’s part of the allure.

I know it won’t be like Europe. It won’t be like Australia. It won’t be like Asia. Africa is it’s gonna be a whole different ballgame, and I think I’m ready for it.

Of course, it’s nerve-wracking and exciting at the same time, to travel to a place so few people in my personal network have BEEN to, let alone even THINK of going to before. Everytime I ask a friend about a decision, they have a difficult time helping me because they know so little about it.

So, yeah, that can be a little challenging. But, I know there’s a traveler circuit throughout Africa, in parts. Kenya and Tanzania both appear live and well on the traveler circuit, and there's a string of tour companies touring the place. The thing is, not a lot of Americans go to Africa. Maybe this reflects the poor political ties / the less desirable traveling and living conditions / fear / or perhaps just a general lack of interest, but not a lot of Americans go to Africa. There are more British and Australians going to Africa.

That being said, it would be cool to know know who these people are who are going to Africa! The only person I know who has ever done what I'm about to do, the overland tour, is my dear friend Jayne T. She did it about 10 years ago when she was about my age. When I visited her in England last year, I took a long look through her Africa photo album and decided maybe it was possible for me to do it to...

And now, here I am, one click away from signing up for my tour!

Anyways, I’d love to write more, but I should really get back to researching more details about choosing the right safari I want to book (yes, I know there’s not one “right” choice. That’s why it’s so hard!)

Wish me luck.
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Departing August 27th. Seoul to Hong Kong. Arriving in Nairobi September 2nd.