I woke up Saturday with a very heavy heart. I think it mostly has to do with the fact that Friday some of us teachers went to see the new school's location. The new building is located much more in the center of Seoul. It is near the military base and an area known as Itaewon. This is GOOD for the school in that there are many more foreigners in the area, much better chance for more students. The hard part for me and some others is getting use to this environment and then having to start all over.
We all decided to pray for the school and then one teacher sensing the mood of many said, "You know if this is where God wants to be, then I want to be where God is at." And yes, I do feel the same way. I am just not looking forward to the commute, but they are already looking to move us into apartments over there pretty quickly. However, rumor has it that they are looking for single apartments for those of us who are single. These will be like closets, a studio apartment that will be very small. I don't care about the size, I don't want to live by myself. I know I could do it if say there was three or four of us right next door to each other.
I know I have just spent the past few months living in excitement, yet uncertainty. I finally got here and am trying to not be overwhelmed and take it all in, and again I find I am really living through uncertainty. I just long to get settled in and find community.
And a secondary reason I think for the heaviness is with getting to know new people again. I have been content with who I am in Christ and where He has me in life. Yet every time I get to know new people I must hear the same things and get questioned. Them NOT believing I am 37 years old because I look so much younger. Then comes the questions of; And your still single? Why? Which then leads to more questions.
The not believing my age did come up the other day when getting to know another teacher. However, she asked me a question in a manner I have never been asked before. She asked NOT why I wasn't married, but if I wanted to be married. I was shocked at how deeply moved my heart was when I answered her and shared with her my greatest heart's desire.
These two things have caused me to feel lonely and overwhelmed this weekend. However, I am NOT doubting that I am exactly where God wants me to be at this time and for a purpose as this.
Saturday, I went in to school to write about this but was pleasantly distracted with IM'ing (chatting thru MSN Messenger) for a couple of hours with some people. I forgot about the heaviness for a while (thanks Daryan and Sheli). Then I went and cleaned my apartment and did laundry. Hung out later with some other teachers and held the baby (which I also ended up doing tonight as well).
I still cried myself to sleep that night. I longed to be held by God, but through physical arms, the way I wanted when I first decided to do this and was so stressed with working two jobs as well. It never happened then and I know it won't right now.
Today, I went to church near the new school's location, which felt like I was at church in the States. I don't know if this helped, since last night I have really felt homesick, or made it worse. I guess I have had too much time alone and am really missing the community I have been a part of for so long.
Though on a positive note, I made it home by myself on the subway after church today. I even went to get lunch and exchange some money.
I know God is speaking to me and comforting me though. He did this weekend through my devotions. "God Calling" by AJ Russell:
August 26 ACCEPT TRIALS
Trials and troubles may seem to overwhelm you. They cannot do more than work My Will, and that Will you have said is your Will.
Do you not see that you cannot be destroyed?
From now a new Life is opening out before you. Yours to enter into the Kingdom I have prepared for you.
The sunlight of My Presence is on your paths. Trust and go forward. My Grace is sufficient for all your needs.
August 27 TANGLED SKEINS
"In quietness and in confidence shall be your strength." Isaiah 30:15
Feel that..trust Me. Am I not leading you safely, faithfully? Will you believe Me, your Master, that all this is really to bring the answer to your prayers?
Remember that I am the Supreme Being who knows all and can control all.....
....Tell Me that you trust Me in this.
And all I know without a doubt is that I want to be where ever He is at and where He wants me and how He wants me.
Maybe God has had a heavy heart too, it rained hard Friday afternoon, and then on and off Saturday all the way into late Sunday evening. Which is very unusual for this time of the year here in Seoul.
Sunday, August 27, 2006
Thursday, August 24, 2006
My Sad, but Entertaining Heart
The past two days my heart has been sad because one of my student's parents decided to put her and her 3 siblings in another school due to the move. I know it has only been a week, but she added so much to class and her absence was felt. Now I have 4 students, but may gain more as we move locations.
There is a smell that meets me each morning in the hall and then in my room, it is musty and damp......and just imagine it. It does take only a couple of minutes to get use to it though. Life seems uneventful, yet interesting still at the same time. I pretty much go to school and come home.
I did start Tae Kwon Do on Monday. I've had a total of 2 classes already. I think the challenge will be fun and it is a way to stay in shape, with goals to work towards. It will also give me something to do 3 nights a week. The funny part is that I am the oldest in class and the one to struggle the most speaking Korean. It is funny and the point for telling you is because in a class the person with the highest rank (belt) acts as captain, however if all the students are at the same level then the oldest one does. That being me by 9 years means I must give the commands of "cha-ryau" (attention) and "kjung-ryue" (bow) before and after class. The first class, Master Kang smiled at my attempt and said I could use English. I practiced the next 2 days and tried my hardest to pronounce correctly, but it is pretty comical still.
I love going across the street to the Market. There is a lady there whom has always spoken to me in the little English she knows. Last Thursday, she asked if the picture in my key chain was "your mother". She only glanced at it, I replied with "no a friend", so she then asked "you single?". Which it is not rude here to inquire of a person's age, martial status, and occupation like it is suppose to be in the States (though I was asked the same thing all the time, so is it really considered rude in the States?).
The next night she asked if I "speak Korean". I responded with a little and then shared what I knew. I think she and another lady were amused and enjoyed my attempt with entertainment for the moment. Only been in twice since then. Once she was not there and the other she was on the other side and waved with a huge smile.
I did come across the sweetest old lady in the elevator at the apartments one day. She kept trying to speak to me. I kept saying "mo lah yo" but I don't think she got that I didn't understand a word she was saying. As she keep going on, I just wished I knew what she was saying and I wanted to hug her, she was so cute.
As I did laundry Saturday, I found the thing I miss the most (other than people) from home is my DRYER. We only have a washer and have to hang stuff up to dry. Towels aren't so soft this way. I also think I did more ironing than I have my whole life at one time. Oh well, a luxury I'll have to get use to not having. I also know that I will miss my down comforter. One night it was a little chilly and I so longed to wrap up in it. I know once it gets cold I am really gonna miss this too.
My heel has finally almost healed. At least it hasn't bothered me that bad since the weekend. Actually, it didn't seem to hurt much over the weekend as I had more pain in my left knee. I must have pulled something in it. I could barely walk on Sunday. I took lots of Ibuprofen (thanks for suggesting I bring that Allyson). It remained sore until about Tuesday (but even if it had still hurt I was gonna still do Tae Kwon Do). Praise God it went away and that He has taught me how to endure through so many different kinds of pain. The pain wasn't gonna stop me from anything.
Lastly, I'll close with how much fun lunch at school has been this week. Another teacher has been ordering lunch for me. I never know what I'll be having, just that it'll be Korean. Everyday I have had something different and have liked it all so far. A couple of things I've really liked.
At the moment I'd say Kimbab, Bibimbop, and noodles with black bean sauce (though messy) are my favorite. (Allyson, I am glad I started getting black beans at Chipotle).
Though I have impressed a couple of people with the fact I can eat rice dishes with chopsticks and being new to Korea. The messy noodles, though fun to eat with chopsticks, were a different story.
On Sunday, when I had them I know I really entertained the man at the next table with my eating of these messy noodles. However, I know I would have done better with wooden chopsticks. All restaurants use are metal, which are much thinner and harder to use in general. So eating noodles with them was very entertaining to say the least. But I did finish them all, very slowly and my hand really hurt. I told Gretchen that I need to find some metal chopsticks to buy so I could practice at home.
I also feel so blessed that God chose me for this adventure for such a time as this. He has provided an amazing staff in community for me to be working with. I love seizing moments to get to know them and I am sure entertain them as well..........
There is a smell that meets me each morning in the hall and then in my room, it is musty and damp......and just imagine it. It does take only a couple of minutes to get use to it though. Life seems uneventful, yet interesting still at the same time. I pretty much go to school and come home.
I did start Tae Kwon Do on Monday. I've had a total of 2 classes already. I think the challenge will be fun and it is a way to stay in shape, with goals to work towards. It will also give me something to do 3 nights a week. The funny part is that I am the oldest in class and the one to struggle the most speaking Korean. It is funny and the point for telling you is because in a class the person with the highest rank (belt) acts as captain, however if all the students are at the same level then the oldest one does. That being me by 9 years means I must give the commands of "cha-ryau" (attention) and "kjung-ryue" (bow) before and after class. The first class, Master Kang smiled at my attempt and said I could use English. I practiced the next 2 days and tried my hardest to pronounce correctly, but it is pretty comical still.
I love going across the street to the Market. There is a lady there whom has always spoken to me in the little English she knows. Last Thursday, she asked if the picture in my key chain was "your mother". She only glanced at it, I replied with "no a friend", so she then asked "you single?". Which it is not rude here to inquire of a person's age, martial status, and occupation like it is suppose to be in the States (though I was asked the same thing all the time, so is it really considered rude in the States?).
The next night she asked if I "speak Korean". I responded with a little and then shared what I knew. I think she and another lady were amused and enjoyed my attempt with entertainment for the moment. Only been in twice since then. Once she was not there and the other she was on the other side and waved with a huge smile.
I did come across the sweetest old lady in the elevator at the apartments one day. She kept trying to speak to me. I kept saying "mo lah yo" but I don't think she got that I didn't understand a word she was saying. As she keep going on, I just wished I knew what she was saying and I wanted to hug her, she was so cute.
As I did laundry Saturday, I found the thing I miss the most (other than people) from home is my DRYER. We only have a washer and have to hang stuff up to dry. Towels aren't so soft this way. I also think I did more ironing than I have my whole life at one time. Oh well, a luxury I'll have to get use to not having. I also know that I will miss my down comforter. One night it was a little chilly and I so longed to wrap up in it. I know once it gets cold I am really gonna miss this too.
My heel has finally almost healed. At least it hasn't bothered me that bad since the weekend. Actually, it didn't seem to hurt much over the weekend as I had more pain in my left knee. I must have pulled something in it. I could barely walk on Sunday. I took lots of Ibuprofen (thanks for suggesting I bring that Allyson). It remained sore until about Tuesday (but even if it had still hurt I was gonna still do Tae Kwon Do). Praise God it went away and that He has taught me how to endure through so many different kinds of pain. The pain wasn't gonna stop me from anything.
Lastly, I'll close with how much fun lunch at school has been this week. Another teacher has been ordering lunch for me. I never know what I'll be having, just that it'll be Korean. Everyday I have had something different and have liked it all so far. A couple of things I've really liked.
At the moment I'd say Kimbab, Bibimbop, and noodles with black bean sauce (though messy) are my favorite. (Allyson, I am glad I started getting black beans at Chipotle).
Though I have impressed a couple of people with the fact I can eat rice dishes with chopsticks and being new to Korea. The messy noodles, though fun to eat with chopsticks, were a different story.
On Sunday, when I had them I know I really entertained the man at the next table with my eating of these messy noodles. However, I know I would have done better with wooden chopsticks. All restaurants use are metal, which are much thinner and harder to use in general. So eating noodles with them was very entertaining to say the least. But I did finish them all, very slowly and my hand really hurt. I told Gretchen that I need to find some metal chopsticks to buy so I could practice at home.
I also feel so blessed that God chose me for this adventure for such a time as this. He has provided an amazing staff in community for me to be working with. I love seizing moments to get to know them and I am sure entertain them as well..........
Wednesday, August 16, 2006
Meeting Students
I am soooo excited about what this next year is going to hold in itself. I met all 5 of my students today and their parents. God is so good and I am very excited for the opportunity to teach these precious children of His that have been hand selected to be in my life and me in theirs.
Some of the parents shared what their need and want for their child was and it just amazed me to see how the gifts He has equipped me with will be used to see those things accomplised in these students lives this year. Praise the Lord.
I have to share about the Subway experience Monday night. Four of us teachers, all single girls, two Canadians and two Americans went to a stationary/teacher type store. On the way there a Korean women began yelling into her cell (hand) phone. This is something Koreans DON'T DO! She wasn't really what was entertaining, but watching the other Koreans on the Subway react to her and then watching them watch the four of us Foreigners. It was fun and something I may not ever see again. Then we chose to take the bus home and our bus driver hit someone on a motor bike. It was an experience to say the least.
I know that God moved and touched me with the book I read on my flight here, but I need to share what my friend whom gave it to me shared. It is just more of how amazing God is and how He has a plan and purpose for everything even when we don't see it or know it. Seize each moment He places before you!!! Here is what Andrea shared in her email:
It was touching to hear that you read that book and that it spoke to your heart. I cried, because when I was picking out something for you, I asked the Lord to show me something that he could use in your life. He knew what you needed at that moment! He is an awesome God!
Your in my prayers!
Love,
Andrea
Some of the parents shared what their need and want for their child was and it just amazed me to see how the gifts He has equipped me with will be used to see those things accomplised in these students lives this year. Praise the Lord.
I have to share about the Subway experience Monday night. Four of us teachers, all single girls, two Canadians and two Americans went to a stationary/teacher type store. On the way there a Korean women began yelling into her cell (hand) phone. This is something Koreans DON'T DO! She wasn't really what was entertaining, but watching the other Koreans on the Subway react to her and then watching them watch the four of us Foreigners. It was fun and something I may not ever see again. Then we chose to take the bus home and our bus driver hit someone on a motor bike. It was an experience to say the least.
I know that God moved and touched me with the book I read on my flight here, but I need to share what my friend whom gave it to me shared. It is just more of how amazing God is and how He has a plan and purpose for everything even when we don't see it or know it. Seize each moment He places before you!!! Here is what Andrea shared in her email:
It was touching to hear that you read that book and that it spoke to your heart. I cried, because when I was picking out something for you, I asked the Lord to show me something that he could use in your life. He knew what you needed at that moment! He is an awesome God!
Your in my prayers!
Love,
Andrea
Sunday, August 13, 2006
First Weekend
AUGUST 11,2006
My first trip on the Subway is where I thought I might finally see some other foreigners besides the other people I work with (whom are mostly from Canada). However, my roommate and I were the only ones.
After immigration we walked around and found this cute cafe that had train tracks coming out the front door.....It was very unique. Once inside we found the whole walk way to be train tracks, just as if you were outside walking on some. The seats were like the seats you'd find on a train. As well as, the walls being the inside of a train car. It was awesome. I hated that I did not bring my camera, but I know I will visit it again. I had a cup of "Soo Jung Gwa" (iced tea made with brown sugar, ginger, and cinnamon) in the coolest tea cup. Which I am now on a search to find so I can buy one.
AUGUST 12,2006
I was feeling very tired and slept a lot this morning, yet beginning to feel alone and wondering why God brought me to Korea at this time. But as I was praying I realized that I needed to be patient, that I hadn't even been hear a week yet. Soon enough I would be comfortable in my surroundings and that God would equip me. Then I had my devotion and read from "Teach Me to Pray" by Andrew Murray.
We have been sent into the world with an important errand: by prayer to rise out of the vanity of time into the riches of eternity. We have access to all that is great and good and happy and carry within ourselves a key to the treasures of heaven..."In Him we live and move and exist"(Acts 17:28)....The lesson that we find here is one of the deepest truths of God's word. As willing as the sun is to shine its light on the waiting earth, so is the living God waiting to work in the heart of His child.
Once again God speaking directly to me when I need Him to the most. I went on to read in "God Calling" by A.J. Russell
Think out quietly, and make matters your prayer matters. You will see lives you never touch altered....Yes! Live in a large sense. Live to serve and to save. You may never go beyond one room, and yet you may become one of the most powerful forces for good in your country, in the world.
It spoke to me and reminded me to be patient, pray, trust God, and have courage.
That night after I hung out talking with the Kindegarten teacher, I ventured to the market myself. I was going to use the words I know but worried about saying good-bye. Everyone here says it differently than I learned it. I said hello in Korean; bought my pineapple juice, water, and Coke light (Diet here); said thank you in Korean; and then the lady said bye in English. So I said bye in English back. I worried for nothing because God took care of me. It was a piece of cake thanks to Him.
I didn't get to start Korean class this week, but should in the next couple of weeks. I also think I will be doing/learning Tae Kwondo 3times a week for 50,000won a month (that's about $50). It'll be fun, something to do, and a way to keep in shape.
I also know that the food I had that is like sushi is called "Kimbab". I love that my name is in lots of things.
AUGUST 13,2006
Went to church and then exchanged money and ate in the most international part of Seoul. I ate at a Pita place (not exactly Chipotle) Not to eventful of a Sunday.
My first trip on the Subway is where I thought I might finally see some other foreigners besides the other people I work with (whom are mostly from Canada). However, my roommate and I were the only ones.
After immigration we walked around and found this cute cafe that had train tracks coming out the front door.....It was very unique. Once inside we found the whole walk way to be train tracks, just as if you were outside walking on some. The seats were like the seats you'd find on a train. As well as, the walls being the inside of a train car. It was awesome. I hated that I did not bring my camera, but I know I will visit it again. I had a cup of "Soo Jung Gwa" (iced tea made with brown sugar, ginger, and cinnamon) in the coolest tea cup. Which I am now on a search to find so I can buy one.
AUGUST 12,2006
I was feeling very tired and slept a lot this morning, yet beginning to feel alone and wondering why God brought me to Korea at this time. But as I was praying I realized that I needed to be patient, that I hadn't even been hear a week yet. Soon enough I would be comfortable in my surroundings and that God would equip me. Then I had my devotion and read from "Teach Me to Pray" by Andrew Murray.
We have been sent into the world with an important errand: by prayer to rise out of the vanity of time into the riches of eternity. We have access to all that is great and good and happy and carry within ourselves a key to the treasures of heaven..."In Him we live and move and exist"(Acts 17:28)....The lesson that we find here is one of the deepest truths of God's word. As willing as the sun is to shine its light on the waiting earth, so is the living God waiting to work in the heart of His child.
Once again God speaking directly to me when I need Him to the most. I went on to read in "God Calling" by A.J. Russell
Think out quietly, and make matters your prayer matters. You will see lives you never touch altered....Yes! Live in a large sense. Live to serve and to save. You may never go beyond one room, and yet you may become one of the most powerful forces for good in your country, in the world.
It spoke to me and reminded me to be patient, pray, trust God, and have courage.
That night after I hung out talking with the Kindegarten teacher, I ventured to the market myself. I was going to use the words I know but worried about saying good-bye. Everyone here says it differently than I learned it. I said hello in Korean; bought my pineapple juice, water, and Coke light (Diet here); said thank you in Korean; and then the lady said bye in English. So I said bye in English back. I worried for nothing because God took care of me. It was a piece of cake thanks to Him.
I didn't get to start Korean class this week, but should in the next couple of weeks. I also think I will be doing/learning Tae Kwondo 3times a week for 50,000won a month (that's about $50). It'll be fun, something to do, and a way to keep in shape.
I also know that the food I had that is like sushi is called "Kimbab". I love that my name is in lots of things.
AUGUST 13,2006
Went to church and then exchanged money and ate in the most international part of Seoul. I ate at a Pita place (not exactly Chipotle) Not to eventful of a Sunday.
Thursday, August 10, 2006
August 11, 2006
My devotion this morning was about every kind of virtue being brought into us by two different ways. One way, is taught outwardly by men, and the other, inwardly born in us. This really struck me as how anything comes to us. I think it is so much easier to see God working outwardly, and I can really recognize Him that way. Right now I would love to see how He is moving outwardly, yet I know He is birthing something inwardly in me to use through me at this moment. I am so looking to find and see Him in everything He has for me here. I want to seize each and every moment and opportunity He sets before me as it is Him who has brought me to this place for here and now. I just wish He could give me that courage that so many of you have said you see in me. I don't feel so courageous at the moment. I know I would be afraid to go anywhere besides school by myself.
I have also learned a few more Korean words besides hello, goodbye, and thank-you. I now know how to say yes, no, and I don't know (MO LAH YO). Ironic that I learned Molahyo, because if you know me well you know that I feel when someone answers a question with I don't know it really means "I don't want to go there or that deep" to answer. It is an avoidance answer. I guess in this case it will help me when someone does try to speak with me, I really won't know.
Sleeping was even harder last night. I could have gone to bed at 7pm but held off for a couple of hours. Yet I woke up at 11,12,1,2,2:30,3,3:30,4:30,5:30,6:30,7:30, and then got up at 8. That is if I actually even slept, but it is all the times I looked at the clock. Waking up at 11 was due to the voices of children coming up from the street.
My apartment is at the very corner/end of the building by the street on the 5th floor. The view from my window is of a Kalbi restaurant, Butcher, Bakery, I forgot, and a store. Though I can't remember the things on top. Also, right outside my window on the same side of the street is a Market run by Christians. It amazes me how busy the street is between 10pm and 12am, yet at 8am there is no activity. I am actually writing this in my room on paper and now at 9am the store and bakery have some life and the gates are open, but still very quiet street.
It is not as hot and humid as I anticipated. At least it is not the hot sticky feel with sweat that I recall at home in Michigan. However, my skin is sure loving the moisture in the air. It feels so smooth right now. My classroom I hear molds very easily. The papers and books I took out of boxes yesterday felt damp. And the room has a damp, musty smell to it.
I think it'll be interesting doing laundry, since we only have a washer and have to hang clothes to dry. I am sure while it is humid the clothes (as my towel does now) will have a musty damp feel and smell to them. Just something to get use to.
Every day around 4 or 5 a band practices in the parking lot of school which is right behind my apartment. So taking a nap in the afternoon is a bit hard as well.
They recycle here and you have no choice whether to or not because they will not pick up trash unless you separate it. There is a spot in the parking lot of the Apts for food waste, plastic, glass, plastic bottles, Styrofoam, cardboard, and then trash. Yet not very neat and organized. I have a picture of it.
I had Korean sushi (but it is not raw) last night, some cold noodles in soy milk, soup, Kimchi, and pickled radishes (almost like the beets I had a week ago). I'd butcher the names in Korean if I tried.
I forgot to mention that on day two Gretchen and I were sitting in my room talking (my room is the coolest in the apartment and gets a breeze from the window). While we were sitting there my calendar fell and ripped, and then my perfume bottle cracked just like a car window would. I had to pour the perfume in a glass jar, but now I have a natural air freshener. Which yesterday I needed since I could smell someone smoking from outside.
I am looking forward to opening up our apartment for a ninth grade girl, Abby, who will need a place to hang out. I hear her little sister is in my class. There are about the only white children at school and home life may not be so good.
Gretchen also was amused at how organized my closet and clothes were. Especially my t-shirts and how well they fit. She thinks I will become the fashion teacher this year, at least the teacher the teenagers will come to for advice. Guess time will tell.
By the way, Amber thanks for all the tea you girls left. We have a drawer full of tea from you. However, there was also this bag of green stuff that looked more like something illegal in it. Luckily I opened it and smelled it, thanks for the mint too.
Time to go and work more in my classroom. This afternoon, I will be taking my first trip on the bus with Gretchen because she needs to go to immigration to get her passport. I pray that I am brave, I do know that I will be seeing God in everything though.
I think I forgot to mention how fun it is to be starred at every time I am walking on the street to and from school. Today though a little boy was coming in as I was and said hello and just smile the whole time. It felt like a little hug from God.
I have also learned a few more Korean words besides hello, goodbye, and thank-you. I now know how to say yes, no, and I don't know (MO LAH YO). Ironic that I learned Molahyo, because if you know me well you know that I feel when someone answers a question with I don't know it really means "I don't want to go there or that deep" to answer. It is an avoidance answer. I guess in this case it will help me when someone does try to speak with me, I really won't know.
Sleeping was even harder last night. I could have gone to bed at 7pm but held off for a couple of hours. Yet I woke up at 11,12,1,2,2:30,3,3:30,4:30,5:30,6:30,7:30, and then got up at 8. That is if I actually even slept, but it is all the times I looked at the clock. Waking up at 11 was due to the voices of children coming up from the street.
My apartment is at the very corner/end of the building by the street on the 5th floor. The view from my window is of a Kalbi restaurant, Butcher, Bakery, I forgot, and a store. Though I can't remember the things on top. Also, right outside my window on the same side of the street is a Market run by Christians. It amazes me how busy the street is between 10pm and 12am, yet at 8am there is no activity. I am actually writing this in my room on paper and now at 9am the store and bakery have some life and the gates are open, but still very quiet street.
It is not as hot and humid as I anticipated. At least it is not the hot sticky feel with sweat that I recall at home in Michigan. However, my skin is sure loving the moisture in the air. It feels so smooth right now. My classroom I hear molds very easily. The papers and books I took out of boxes yesterday felt damp. And the room has a damp, musty smell to it.
I think it'll be interesting doing laundry, since we only have a washer and have to hang clothes to dry. I am sure while it is humid the clothes (as my towel does now) will have a musty damp feel and smell to them. Just something to get use to.
Every day around 4 or 5 a band practices in the parking lot of school which is right behind my apartment. So taking a nap in the afternoon is a bit hard as well.
They recycle here and you have no choice whether to or not because they will not pick up trash unless you separate it. There is a spot in the parking lot of the Apts for food waste, plastic, glass, plastic bottles, Styrofoam, cardboard, and then trash. Yet not very neat and organized. I have a picture of it.
I had Korean sushi (but it is not raw) last night, some cold noodles in soy milk, soup, Kimchi, and pickled radishes (almost like the beets I had a week ago). I'd butcher the names in Korean if I tried.
I forgot to mention that on day two Gretchen and I were sitting in my room talking (my room is the coolest in the apartment and gets a breeze from the window). While we were sitting there my calendar fell and ripped, and then my perfume bottle cracked just like a car window would. I had to pour the perfume in a glass jar, but now I have a natural air freshener. Which yesterday I needed since I could smell someone smoking from outside.
I am looking forward to opening up our apartment for a ninth grade girl, Abby, who will need a place to hang out. I hear her little sister is in my class. There are about the only white children at school and home life may not be so good.
Gretchen also was amused at how organized my closet and clothes were. Especially my t-shirts and how well they fit. She thinks I will become the fashion teacher this year, at least the teacher the teenagers will come to for advice. Guess time will tell.
By the way, Amber thanks for all the tea you girls left. We have a drawer full of tea from you. However, there was also this bag of green stuff that looked more like something illegal in it. Luckily I opened it and smelled it, thanks for the mint too.
Time to go and work more in my classroom. This afternoon, I will be taking my first trip on the bus with Gretchen because she needs to go to immigration to get her passport. I pray that I am brave, I do know that I will be seeing God in everything though.
I think I forgot to mention how fun it is to be starred at every time I am walking on the street to and from school. Today though a little boy was coming in as I was and said hello and just smile the whole time. It felt like a little hug from God.
Wednesday, August 09, 2006
Full Day # 3
Today I have spent a few hours working on getting my classroom ready, however, I am tired so I thought I would write and then go home.
I thought I was adjusting to the change, but I wake up about every hour. Actually I have woken up at 12:30, 3:00, 4:30 or 5:00, 6:30, and then 7:30 AM everyday now. I then pray and end up getting up around 8am.
Last night Gretchen and I went over to another couples house for a little while, they have a one month old baby girl. I spent two hours holding her while she slept. She has been keeping mommy and daddy up a lot. I knew I had a gift with older children, but didn't know it would work with babies as well. It is really just God working through me though.
I also found out last night that I may not be the only new teacher at CCS, but I am the only one who has NEVER been in Korea before for a long amount of time.
I have been given two opportunities to take a Korean class. One is Saturday morning and will cost about $10 for each. The other is free on Saturday nights. I think I may actually do both because I think the hardest thing right now is not feeling comfortable going out and not being able to communicate and that is something I would like to be able to do. Last night was fun going to a store, but yet I was too afraid to even say hello or thank you, and I know how to.
Trying milk the other day was interesting. It tasted spoiled at first, but after a couple of drinks of the glass it was fine. I have not had Korean food yet, but I think today is the day.
I thought I was adjusting to the change, but I wake up about every hour. Actually I have woken up at 12:30, 3:00, 4:30 or 5:00, 6:30, and then 7:30 AM everyday now. I then pray and end up getting up around 8am.
Last night Gretchen and I went over to another couples house for a little while, they have a one month old baby girl. I spent two hours holding her while she slept. She has been keeping mommy and daddy up a lot. I knew I had a gift with older children, but didn't know it would work with babies as well. It is really just God working through me though.
I also found out last night that I may not be the only new teacher at CCS, but I am the only one who has NEVER been in Korea before for a long amount of time.
I have been given two opportunities to take a Korean class. One is Saturday morning and will cost about $10 for each. The other is free on Saturday nights. I think I may actually do both because I think the hardest thing right now is not feeling comfortable going out and not being able to communicate and that is something I would like to be able to do. Last night was fun going to a store, but yet I was too afraid to even say hello or thank you, and I know how to.
Trying milk the other day was interesting. It tasted spoiled at first, but after a couple of drinks of the glass it was fine. I have not had Korean food yet, but I think today is the day.
Tuesday, August 08, 2006
Flight, Arrival, and First Day
I am sitting here unable to imagine that I am really here. It seems so different.
Sunday, August 6, 2006, began with me getting up around 5:15 am and then leaving for the airport with the Robbins at 6 am. Allyson as in everyday asked me how I was. It kept amazing me that I really hadn't cried yet, me who is so emotional about every thing had not really had any tears flow yet.
At the airport I was hoping my bags would not be over weight, especially since I had packed and repacked them numerous times to get them round 50 lbs. As the first bag went on it weighed 51lbs, the next 52lbs, and the last 53lbs. Praise God that the agent was nice I had already paid for the extra bag, but he did not charge me for being over weight. My first blessings of the trip from God.
It was hard to say bye at security to a family that means so much to mean, but still I didn't cry as I would normally. I am thinking it is because God was protecting me and because my heart knows that this is all His doing so He will not only be taking care of me, but also taking care of all of those I love in my absences as well. I got to the gate just fine and was sad that there was not a Starbucks to be found- since I was really hoping to have one before I left. At the gate I tried to call some family that I didn't get to say bye to and also tried to call someone whom I felt I wanted to be the last person I spoke with before leaving the states. And then it was time to board.
Once in Los Angeles is when it got hard and amazing when I was on my own. I was thinking about the blessing God had already provided with my bags and I was in a very good mood. I walked from the terminal I arrived at to the one next door which I would be leaving out of. I found my way to Korean Air and tried to check in. I showed the girl all that I thought she needed to see and she said that I would have to walk back over to Frontier and get some other document about the charge for my extra bag or she would have to charge me $110. I began to cry as I made my way back over to the other terminal. After waiting for a Frontier Agent, she told me that she could not get me what Korean Air needed, also at this time I realized that the Korean Air agent keep my ticket as well. I must add that a little panic began inside of me. Full of tears and with my phone still off I made it back over to Korean Air and waited again. Once up there I told her that I didn't have my ticket because they keep it and that Frontier said that the document I had was what was my proof of the charge. My prayers to God over and back must have been heard, for the lady said she had my boarding pass ready and since I went all the way back over she would waive the fee. Why couldn't she have just done that to begin with. All I know is that the tears that so easily come from me which hadn't at all finally had a means for coming out.
The next part was just as hard and very scary. I walked thru security but at the gate there was no available seat and honestly not another person who was Caucasian like me. After a while a handful of men showed up, all with dark hair. So I was the only female in the area and the only one with blonde hair. Culture shock may have already began. I did sit on the floor and finally checked my messages, of course I miss one from the one person I really wanted to speak with that day. I tried them back and left a message and also got to speak with a friend. But then thank you all for your cards, I was able to open them then and read them. It helped calm me for a little while. The flight then got delayed by 20 minutes and I was still crushed that I did not get the Starbucks that I had past before checking in, but then that was probably a blessing from God as well.
I pretty much keep my phone on until we taxied away from the gate in hopes of being able to hear the voice I wanted to and cried until they served the first meal.
The seat in the middle was open which was nice and the fact that my TV did not work in front of my seat just meant that I could have used the one in the middle. That is until this really big American guy came and sat down much into our flight. His TV was not working and they told him to find another seat. There went my TV and my comfort of not having anyone to sit by. I did find it funny that Caucasian people were slim to none on the flight, yet there was an American white guy in front of me, next to me, and behind me at this time. Again, very ironic.
When they served the first meal we were offered the choice of Beef or Korean Bibimbop. I choose the Korean Bibimbop and the stewardess asked me if I knew how to eat it. I said yes. This made me smile and calmed my nerves and sadness completely away. Plus, the man next to me said I think you're suppose to mix the rice into it. I replied with "yes, I know but I don't like it as well that way". God really touched my heart and was so there with me. I think I just really needed to cry it all out. The fear, the sadness, and the disappointment I was feeling from that morning.
The rest of the flight was spent sleeping and reading this great book, I think titled "Love God in the Morning" (Thanks Andrea). I read the whole thing and it spoke to so much of the things that were in my heart and mind at this time. I love when God continues to do this. He speaks so loudly some times you know it is Him. I didn't miss not having a TV screen that worked, who needed movies when I had such a moment with God.
I arrived and made it through the airport, immigration, and customs just find. But as I was walking through the door and about to look for the man with a sign in his hand reading KIMIE MORTON, I was run over on my heal by a baggage cart from behind. The man said he was sorry and said it was fine thinking nothing was wrong. I found Mr. Song and waved at him. As we were walking to the door my shoe and heal felt strange so I looked down and there was blood all over. So Mr. Song said we had to make it up to the pharmacy (no first aids in the airport or anywhere at that). I did take a picture of my heal all bloody, but will have to wait and see if I can learn how to post it. So at the pharmacy he bought something to clean it with, which really burned. Also, some ointment and band aids, not to mention two kinds of pills. One I found out was like advil, the other still don't know and haven't taken that one. At the moment it really hurts to walk on my heal and I have two really big open wounds, but I think I will live. I never get hurt and that is how I was welcomed into Korea. That took about 45 minutes, and then our drive took 1 1/2 hours. Mr. Song said it would take an hour, but with traffic 2 hours. Guess we got it in the middle.
So my journey began at 6am Sunday, August 6, in Denver and ended by arriving at my new apartment at 8pm Monday, August 7, in Korea (which would have been Monday morning around 5 am for those of you in Denver). So almost a full 24 hours. I talked a little with Gretchen and cleaned up my wound much better and went to bed. However, I had to sleep on the couch the first night because my mattress was not there yet.
My first day I woke up just as I had through out the summer at home. Starting around 2 or 3 am and then about every hour or two after that. I finally got up and Gretchen was up too around 8am. Two of the guys called and were going to Costco so wanted to know if we wanted to go. Gretchen wasn't feeling well, so I went with them just to get a little bit of food. It was just like Sams and Costco in the States, at the end one of the guys got a hot dog and coke and then me and the other got Bulgogi Bakes. Oh this was really good, I think it will have to be an always get there item. However, was very disappointed that they did not have Diet Coke, so I had to settled for Coke Zero. Guess maybe one of the changes I will not miss if I don't drink soda.
I spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking and I am proud to say that I am settled into my new home and everything in my three bags fit. I think I really surprised Gretchen with that. Plus my mattress came. Gretchen and I talked and then around 9:30 went to bed.
I was up at 7:30 today and had to take a cold shower since they shut off the hot to do some cleaning and it takes a few days to come back. Then came up to school to get a tour of where I will be working and then finally make some contact with all of you back there. Guess we'll see what unfolds the rest of the day.
Oh, by the way I should mention that there is a restaurant that serves dog right outside of the school gate. I know Gretchen said she could arrange for me to try some, I just know I can't know I am trying it until after I have already had some. But I think I may pray about that one though, before I am adventurous in that area.
Hope you all are doing well finding Christ's abundant love in each and every moment He places before you. I know I am. This is going to be a fun, yet very different experience this next year. Hopefully I will be able to write more often once I have internet access at my home. So sorry this entry is so long.
Sunday, August 6, 2006, began with me getting up around 5:15 am and then leaving for the airport with the Robbins at 6 am. Allyson as in everyday asked me how I was. It kept amazing me that I really hadn't cried yet, me who is so emotional about every thing had not really had any tears flow yet.
At the airport I was hoping my bags would not be over weight, especially since I had packed and repacked them numerous times to get them round 50 lbs. As the first bag went on it weighed 51lbs, the next 52lbs, and the last 53lbs. Praise God that the agent was nice I had already paid for the extra bag, but he did not charge me for being over weight. My first blessings of the trip from God.
It was hard to say bye at security to a family that means so much to mean, but still I didn't cry as I would normally. I am thinking it is because God was protecting me and because my heart knows that this is all His doing so He will not only be taking care of me, but also taking care of all of those I love in my absences as well. I got to the gate just fine and was sad that there was not a Starbucks to be found- since I was really hoping to have one before I left. At the gate I tried to call some family that I didn't get to say bye to and also tried to call someone whom I felt I wanted to be the last person I spoke with before leaving the states. And then it was time to board.
Once in Los Angeles is when it got hard and amazing when I was on my own. I was thinking about the blessing God had already provided with my bags and I was in a very good mood. I walked from the terminal I arrived at to the one next door which I would be leaving out of. I found my way to Korean Air and tried to check in. I showed the girl all that I thought she needed to see and she said that I would have to walk back over to Frontier and get some other document about the charge for my extra bag or she would have to charge me $110. I began to cry as I made my way back over to the other terminal. After waiting for a Frontier Agent, she told me that she could not get me what Korean Air needed, also at this time I realized that the Korean Air agent keep my ticket as well. I must add that a little panic began inside of me. Full of tears and with my phone still off I made it back over to Korean Air and waited again. Once up there I told her that I didn't have my ticket because they keep it and that Frontier said that the document I had was what was my proof of the charge. My prayers to God over and back must have been heard, for the lady said she had my boarding pass ready and since I went all the way back over she would waive the fee. Why couldn't she have just done that to begin with. All I know is that the tears that so easily come from me which hadn't at all finally had a means for coming out.
The next part was just as hard and very scary. I walked thru security but at the gate there was no available seat and honestly not another person who was Caucasian like me. After a while a handful of men showed up, all with dark hair. So I was the only female in the area and the only one with blonde hair. Culture shock may have already began. I did sit on the floor and finally checked my messages, of course I miss one from the one person I really wanted to speak with that day. I tried them back and left a message and also got to speak with a friend. But then thank you all for your cards, I was able to open them then and read them. It helped calm me for a little while. The flight then got delayed by 20 minutes and I was still crushed that I did not get the Starbucks that I had past before checking in, but then that was probably a blessing from God as well.
I pretty much keep my phone on until we taxied away from the gate in hopes of being able to hear the voice I wanted to and cried until they served the first meal.
The seat in the middle was open which was nice and the fact that my TV did not work in front of my seat just meant that I could have used the one in the middle. That is until this really big American guy came and sat down much into our flight. His TV was not working and they told him to find another seat. There went my TV and my comfort of not having anyone to sit by. I did find it funny that Caucasian people were slim to none on the flight, yet there was an American white guy in front of me, next to me, and behind me at this time. Again, very ironic.
When they served the first meal we were offered the choice of Beef or Korean Bibimbop. I choose the Korean Bibimbop and the stewardess asked me if I knew how to eat it. I said yes. This made me smile and calmed my nerves and sadness completely away. Plus, the man next to me said I think you're suppose to mix the rice into it. I replied with "yes, I know but I don't like it as well that way". God really touched my heart and was so there with me. I think I just really needed to cry it all out. The fear, the sadness, and the disappointment I was feeling from that morning.
The rest of the flight was spent sleeping and reading this great book, I think titled "Love God in the Morning" (Thanks Andrea). I read the whole thing and it spoke to so much of the things that were in my heart and mind at this time. I love when God continues to do this. He speaks so loudly some times you know it is Him. I didn't miss not having a TV screen that worked, who needed movies when I had such a moment with God.
I arrived and made it through the airport, immigration, and customs just find. But as I was walking through the door and about to look for the man with a sign in his hand reading KIMIE MORTON, I was run over on my heal by a baggage cart from behind. The man said he was sorry and said it was fine thinking nothing was wrong. I found Mr. Song and waved at him. As we were walking to the door my shoe and heal felt strange so I looked down and there was blood all over. So Mr. Song said we had to make it up to the pharmacy (no first aids in the airport or anywhere at that). I did take a picture of my heal all bloody, but will have to wait and see if I can learn how to post it. So at the pharmacy he bought something to clean it with, which really burned. Also, some ointment and band aids, not to mention two kinds of pills. One I found out was like advil, the other still don't know and haven't taken that one. At the moment it really hurts to walk on my heal and I have two really big open wounds, but I think I will live. I never get hurt and that is how I was welcomed into Korea. That took about 45 minutes, and then our drive took 1 1/2 hours. Mr. Song said it would take an hour, but with traffic 2 hours. Guess we got it in the middle.
So my journey began at 6am Sunday, August 6, in Denver and ended by arriving at my new apartment at 8pm Monday, August 7, in Korea (which would have been Monday morning around 5 am for those of you in Denver). So almost a full 24 hours. I talked a little with Gretchen and cleaned up my wound much better and went to bed. However, I had to sleep on the couch the first night because my mattress was not there yet.
My first day I woke up just as I had through out the summer at home. Starting around 2 or 3 am and then about every hour or two after that. I finally got up and Gretchen was up too around 8am. Two of the guys called and were going to Costco so wanted to know if we wanted to go. Gretchen wasn't feeling well, so I went with them just to get a little bit of food. It was just like Sams and Costco in the States, at the end one of the guys got a hot dog and coke and then me and the other got Bulgogi Bakes. Oh this was really good, I think it will have to be an always get there item. However, was very disappointed that they did not have Diet Coke, so I had to settled for Coke Zero. Guess maybe one of the changes I will not miss if I don't drink soda.
I spent the rest of the afternoon unpacking and I am proud to say that I am settled into my new home and everything in my three bags fit. I think I really surprised Gretchen with that. Plus my mattress came. Gretchen and I talked and then around 9:30 went to bed.
I was up at 7:30 today and had to take a cold shower since they shut off the hot to do some cleaning and it takes a few days to come back. Then came up to school to get a tour of where I will be working and then finally make some contact with all of you back there. Guess we'll see what unfolds the rest of the day.
Oh, by the way I should mention that there is a restaurant that serves dog right outside of the school gate. I know Gretchen said she could arrange for me to try some, I just know I can't know I am trying it until after I have already had some. But I think I may pray about that one though, before I am adventurous in that area.
Hope you all are doing well finding Christ's abundant love in each and every moment He places before you. I know I am. This is going to be a fun, yet very different experience this next year. Hopefully I will be able to write more often once I have internet access at my home. So sorry this entry is so long.
Sunday, August 06, 2006
Final Moments
Wow, in my final moments of my last week God still continued to amaze me.
I think I finally understand what closure may be. I don't necessarily think it is an ending of something, like a chapter in our story. I think it is coming to peace with something, finding an understanding so to speak with someone. I got that with a couple of different things, which is what I needed before leaving.
It was so good to see so many people this night at a send off party before I leave for Seoul. I only regret that I didn't have more time to sit and talk to some of you more, but to at least see you and hug you and feel supported was great.
I think my favorite moment of the send off party was when the kids asked me to jump on the trampoline with them (I think it was after a picture Sheli took for the awesome wonderful calendar she made for me to take with me). I was jumping with so many of the little ones who mean so much to me, and then I looked up to see so many of you watching me at that moment. I was truly in my element and truly in a moment God created me to be a part of.
I also find in this last week that God has a really big sense of humor. I met a very incredibly amazing man the week before I was moving half way around the world. I know God knows what He is doing, so I can be assured by keeping it in His hands. I just still find it pretty ironic.
I think I finally understand what closure may be. I don't necessarily think it is an ending of something, like a chapter in our story. I think it is coming to peace with something, finding an understanding so to speak with someone. I got that with a couple of different things, which is what I needed before leaving.
It was so good to see so many people this night at a send off party before I leave for Seoul. I only regret that I didn't have more time to sit and talk to some of you more, but to at least see you and hug you and feel supported was great.
I think my favorite moment of the send off party was when the kids asked me to jump on the trampoline with them (I think it was after a picture Sheli took for the awesome wonderful calendar she made for me to take with me). I was jumping with so many of the little ones who mean so much to me, and then I looked up to see so many of you watching me at that moment. I was truly in my element and truly in a moment God created me to be a part of.
I also find in this last week that God has a really big sense of humor. I met a very incredibly amazing man the week before I was moving half way around the world. I know God knows what He is doing, so I can be assured by keeping it in His hands. I just still find it pretty ironic.
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