"Do you eat meat?"

Now that I've officially started the process of interviewing with schools I'm beginning to realize just how much of a culture shock I'm in for when I finally make it to Korea. I mean, it's going to be fine. I'm just amused.

I've only had two interviews so far, so I am in no way an expert on Korean job interviews. However, in both instances the person asked me what I consider to be some pretty random questions. Now originally the goal of this post was to document a few of said amusing questions. As I sat down to write them out though, I realized that I don't remember most of the ones I found funny and those I do remember are not funny out of context.

The one question that I do remember and still find humorous is this one:

"Do you eat meat?"

Obviously this lady* knows far more about the intricacies of hiring an individual to teach a second language to children than I do. Why, yes. Yes I do eat meat. Do carnivorous teachers have an easier time controlling the students?

...

There is probably a method. But maybe just madness.

*The woman who asked me this question was really very sweet and I came away from that interview very pleased.

Oh. Em. Geeeeee!

I think I can say with confidence that this is one of the top ten funniest things I have ever seen. Ever.

Prepare yourself.

Just an update.

I'm really not very good at this blogging thing anymore. Oh, well. I've been inspired by Shannon and Tricia and motivated by my boredom. Until I actually get to Korea I don't think this blog will be as interesting as either of the other girls', and it will never be as well written as Tricia's, but I do enjoy blogging when I actually get around to it.

For now, a quick update:

Camp this summer was AMAZING. I had a new position as an Admin and I wasn't looking forward to it at first. (I actually cried...) As the summer wore on though, I grew to really really love it. I got to know all the counselors and I was able to hang out with all the different age groups of campers. There were some rough moments, but that's to be expected. If I ever get to go back to camp, I would want to be an Admin again.

Camp is over and my paperwork is finally in and now I'm waiting to hear about the right job. I've been told about two so far. The first one sounded pretty good. It was a 9-6 deal with good pay teaching elementary-aged kids. It ended up falling through for some reason though before we could successfully schedule an interview. I really think that was an answer to prayer because had I been offered the job I think I would have stressed over wondering if it was the right one or not. I'm not exactly sure how to explain that one... I told my recruiter I wasn't interested in the second job because the hours were 2pm to 9 or 10pm. Yeah, no.

For now I'm working two days a week at Hot Springs again, helping Nana about once a week with a few things, and spending the rest of my time thinking way too much and playing a lot of FarmVille. Yes, I am a loser.

"Dear God...You want me to go WHERE?!"

A lot has happened since my last post:

I'm no longer a nanny.
I work two and a half days a week at Hot Springs with mom.
I got a Keeper Aide Position at the Small Mammal House on Monday mornings and I love it.
And oh yeah, I'm going to South Korea.

On Valentine's Day, Kara and I were on our way home from meeting Joanna at Cheesecake Factory. We were both talking about how we didn't really have plans after camp this summer, and Kara mentioned that for a long time she's been thinking about going to South Korea to teach English. During the course of our conversation, she decided that's what she was definitely going to do and I started to feel that God was trying to tell me something. I wasn't sure what at the time, just that He wanted me to do something that was going to be way off the track I thought I was on. I later figured out He meant going to South Korea too. It scared the crap out of me. To say the least.

Through lots and lots of prayer and agonizing over the situation, I decided/figured out/whatever that going to South Korea really was what God wanted me to do. That was on March 21st. Since then my head has been spinning over recruiters, paper work, a TESOL course, packing lists, the feeling of time running out and personal insecurities...

I know that this experience is going to be all about being stretched for me... God has big plans for the year I'll be away. Starting in September, I'll be several time zones away from all but one of my [current] friends on the opposite side of the Earth, living on my own [for real] for the first time, in a country where I won't be able to read street signs or the names of products in the stores, where there is strange food and very few people who speak English, doing a job I've never seriously considered before. Just thinking about it all is a very stretching experience. But I know that it is going to be okay. Because God is sending me there.

Long time no blog!

Okay, it's post-graduation, and post-camp and seeing as I have more free time than the average bear I figure what better time to start blogging again?

For now a short, incomplete update:

I am a nanny on weekdays in the afternoon and two to three days a week I help out at mom's office. The money I'm making is helping me to finally build up some savings which is way good because I start paying off my school loans soon.
Every Friday morning I volunteer as a Keeper Aide in the Elephant House at the Nat'l Zoo. I love it and even though I have to get up at o'dark thirty in the morning, I look forward to going every week. I'm thinking of adding another day--possibly at the Small Mammal House if I can get it.