Everyone Loves a Typhoon

I just flashed about half of Centum City on the walk home from school today. But it's really dark out right now so I'm hoping no one got a clear cell phone video. I suppose this sort of thing is bound to happen when wearing loose fitting clothing during a typhoon.

I'm sort of loving the weather in Korea. It's so wonderfully unpredictable, each day this week has brought something different. One morning I'll wake up to nothing but sunshine and clear skies; the next, there is (literally) a typhoon taking place outside my window. The only constant thing about the weather seems to be the extreme humidity. Most women living here opt to wear skirts or dresses every day; pants are incredibly uncomfortable, sticking to you and whatnot. The only problem is that keeping a skirt in place while simultaneously holding an umbrella and fighting crazy windstorms is not an easy feat, hence my accidental flashing.

Today was fantastic, I taught by myself for the first time. It's really great knowing that I am now responsible for my very own classes. Generally speaking, the foreign teachers at my school are encouraged to be creative with our lesson plans; I already know that kind of freedom is going to make teaching so much more enjoyable. We do have a set curriculum to follow and some requirements to meet, but for the most part the school gives us a lot of wiggle room.

As a whole, the kids are very curious about their new "miss Blaire teacher" and where I come from. The other teachers at the school are American, so I'm feeling like a bit of a novelty item. It's so fun to be able to share information about where I come from, because the kids are genuinely interested to learn about me, and to help me learn about them as well.

Today they were teaching me about the Korean holiday for Thanksgiving, called Chuseok, coming up at the end of September (apparently I get an entire week off work for this holiday - that's in addition to my contracted vacation time!). The kids were intrigued to learn that Canada has a Thanksgiving holiday of it's own - who'd have thought! Come to think of it, the American teachers seemed pretty surprised too; one of them actually asked me if Canada had a holiday like Thanksgiving, and what it was called.

...no judgement, I swear.