tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20101736271861204672024-03-13T12:44:49.424+09:00The Real World: KoreaMichelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.comBlogger207125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-872580858743307442010-12-14T01:33:00.004+09:002010-12-14T01:40:52.668+09:00City of AngelsThe all female Amazing Race teams dominated this season. I was rooting for Brook and Claire, but they definitely made their mark in the Amazing Race history books (I wonder what their final kiss count was ha). Hopefully we'll see them in The Amazing Race: Unfinished Business (Feb. 20th)! Anyways, I just wanted to point out the last three pitstops on The Amazing Race.<div><br /></div><div>Hong Kong: check</div><div>Seoul: check</div><div>Los Angeles: incomplete</div><div><br /></div><div>I think it's a sign that Los Angeles is my next calling.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-22404299826643103622010-12-14T01:17:00.003+09:002010-12-14T01:30:28.237+09:00Happy One Year!<div>Saturday marked my one year anniversary of being in Korea. I've said it before and I'll say it again... I can't believe it has been a year. I literally remember every detail of the night before I left: Glee season 1/part 1 finale, BW's Most Fascinating People of 2009, my mom repacking my suitcases for me (good call and thanks), a huge snowstorm headed towards the midwest and a sushi tray from Meijer (not so glamorous last meal). I've had one of the best, most fun-filled years and it's not even over yet! </div><div><br /></div><div>Soj Countdown: FOUR DAYS!</div><div>Shanghai Countdown: 10 days!</div><div>USA Countdown: 15 days!</div><div>PC Reunion: 17 days!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy8ne1iR_gsvuKTd245MrBfSER2YETRo4bkGoSHNLMfolUcB19wbTr4j9gTqCjkrfpDsCR5xpYb96a968SgCUugQnLn9YQPPgfGwCjTSpuAdbd0G8t7n4KvPKVjdgX8ZXGDTYt-FkbOtw/s1600/74662_479933972207_827447207_5655267_3963711_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgy8ne1iR_gsvuKTd245MrBfSER2YETRo4bkGoSHNLMfolUcB19wbTr4j9gTqCjkrfpDsCR5xpYb96a968SgCUugQnLn9YQPPgfGwCjTSpuAdbd0G8t7n4KvPKVjdgX8ZXGDTYt-FkbOtw/s320/74662_479933972207_827447207_5655267_3963711_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550202101279903570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The ladies before my last night out in Time World!</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-43316234503624039692010-12-14T00:40:00.002+09:002010-12-14T01:17:00.522+09:00Everland: The (second) Happiest Place on Earth<div>Everland is Korea's version of Disneyland. I've never been to a park around the holidays so it was fun to see it decorated for Christmas. Even though it was a bit chilly, we still managed to go on some rides, pose with characters and I even had sauerkraut! </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FNcyuHDYijLfgcCUtYvfy3_VoSaurlQfwqnmhc-3V295ulDJ4-wmZTQWJQiuEgSHIygTxdssHdb5suj6yI8fIJrQx7kbrIrMzJf6Wrawd9yfu4SD_bMz0RoKeF3roQOs8BUgFLmxYIc/s1600/SAM_2356.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg8FNcyuHDYijLfgcCUtYvfy3_VoSaurlQfwqnmhc-3V295ulDJ4-wmZTQWJQiuEgSHIygTxdssHdb5suj6yI8fIJrQx7kbrIrMzJf6Wrawd9yfu4SD_bMz0RoKeF3roQOs8BUgFLmxYIc/s320/SAM_2356.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550192375988385634" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Posing with some elves.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV81BjYmSMp1DLdqrW6ZiO99vpqqModlZ6_TFbNRyfDCpxnWyiAx9CtbtK6ciIviHljuJnSui-JvJV4SNRFwTWcGqw2ZDVJw3b57dKOdYpAgASOsZ7phy34yp9tEAJVmpgFstOiK0JXfc/s1600/SAM_2339.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhV81BjYmSMp1DLdqrW6ZiO99vpqqModlZ6_TFbNRyfDCpxnWyiAx9CtbtK6ciIviHljuJnSui-JvJV4SNRFwTWcGqw2ZDVJw3b57dKOdYpAgASOsZ7phy34yp9tEAJVmpgFstOiK0JXfc/s320/SAM_2339.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550192370374047746" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Christmas Fantasy parade float.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQO4gVWdCIWL5WXZFeYfw6TwDnS6VgTzyAcZtzU6wlkhjVS_ySRh-kHWkPvWJILv_kphG0MgZ9G0eP-sMqotQAy8qq1OUZGXSJL_Zarw2jnojXotwzRS7IG9JPCkPVfMHZYunbZ7BcJqw/s1600/SAM_2275.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhQO4gVWdCIWL5WXZFeYfw6TwDnS6VgTzyAcZtzU6wlkhjVS_ySRh-kHWkPvWJILv_kphG0MgZ9G0eP-sMqotQAy8qq1OUZGXSJL_Zarw2jnojXotwzRS7IG9JPCkPVfMHZYunbZ7BcJqw/s320/SAM_2275.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550192359168055954" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Love the decorations!</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-60403129855919814252010-12-14T00:33:00.003+09:002010-12-14T00:40:01.222+09:00Thanksgiving in December<div>I didn't really have Thanksgiving in December, but I'm just now getting around to writing about it. Erin and Lucas were gracious enough to have a bunch of people at their place in Seoul for the weekend. Even though I wasn't surrounded by family, it was comforting being in an amazing (understatement) apartment, filled with delicious food, friends, and Taboo. It was a great kick off to the holiday season!</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1z_2MeJFfp53U_IFjfQ_cg2Qeib94Ov5f2NvYcuTGuy-XFly7u43TK11WNw-34VExAI6N7cAwLBqbh_u30qiv78cNNBL36n5MBcWjiWWzalN5gz1cCSuMbN8Em87XHPNB_3ZNPKdAi4s/s1600/76096_472784602207_827447207_5557051_7648656_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEh1z_2MeJFfp53U_IFjfQ_cg2Qeib94Ov5f2NvYcuTGuy-XFly7u43TK11WNw-34VExAI6N7cAwLBqbh_u30qiv78cNNBL36n5MBcWjiWWzalN5gz1cCSuMbN8Em87XHPNB_3ZNPKdAi4s/s320/76096_472784602207_827447207_5557051_7648656_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550190446605025202" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Nom, nom, nom.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-50148820765951335862010-12-13T23:48:00.004+09:002010-12-14T00:32:42.068+09:00Welcome Christmas<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEoK7C3NLlmOPvJ8dGGFlbfjByWnQybDM0MV7il0RVcFQlkvlpr-PajjGYf15MJisamNtqX1Y1euCnxkRt8iky7V6Cl-5OnNVEhRzT67QH3SDxezRnjNMOPXJ2xiqv0WeVpoGDDR11Tc/s1600/157000_474389692207_827447207_5580899_7695499_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAEoK7C3NLlmOPvJ8dGGFlbfjByWnQybDM0MV7il0RVcFQlkvlpr-PajjGYf15MJisamNtqX1Y1euCnxkRt8iky7V6Cl-5OnNVEhRzT67QH3SDxezRnjNMOPXJ2xiqv0WeVpoGDDR11Tc/s320/157000_474389692207_827447207_5580899_7695499_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5550179049064062130" /></a>A few weeks ago we decorated a mini tree at Gretchen's apartment and it definitely got me into the Christmas spirit! Since then I've had my Christmas playlist on repeat. Love it.Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-55406875660619022212010-12-07T00:05:00.002+09:002010-12-07T00:14:22.703+09:00He's Ba-ack!Music Bank is back in Michelle Teacher's class!<div><br /></div><div>Even though I only have these students for t-minus two weeks (ah!), I was thrilled to find out that I had him again. His name this term is Gold.</div><div><br /></div><div>Silver and Thunder Dragon are also in his class.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-85456566074070476712010-12-06T23:52:00.003+09:002010-12-07T00:04:58.594+09:00Little Kiddies<div>Here are some pictures of my students from Fall Term.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP1AS73tWcBEfNuSwqp6_QcTmBwgbTcZ4_ACalYb-1xim10M0kEoTii-lBAmjzXWXh6CWUHdwmY3KAwhaWTTRpNfBSQ5Z7cThLkC9nF_6N7ib0_1vb-M4fBuzwc1UuBEls6oztshaBcZw/s1600/CIMG2535.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiP1AS73tWcBEfNuSwqp6_QcTmBwgbTcZ4_ACalYb-1xim10M0kEoTii-lBAmjzXWXh6CWUHdwmY3KAwhaWTTRpNfBSQ5Z7cThLkC9nF_6N7ib0_1vb-M4fBuzwc1UuBEls6oztshaBcZw/s320/CIMG2535.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547583077212925650" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sprout 2: One of my favorite classes!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSZKTRszWH7ZVfds0n7jiX0_lhKIn-pf2fIN0uDRIxJembb6WehWpuhFHxAdWKN2MlmKum95_kyOTyb84q55DqsZOBe3kbXiifus3NmZA4iWebohC6b_X1LQAVLIPSGaGOfXd9SmnXMQ/s1600/CIMG2531.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOSZKTRszWH7ZVfds0n7jiX0_lhKIn-pf2fIN0uDRIxJembb6WehWpuhFHxAdWKN2MlmKum95_kyOTyb84q55DqsZOBe3kbXiifus3NmZA4iWebohC6b_X1LQAVLIPSGaGOfXd9SmnXMQ/s320/CIMG2531.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547583071874728802" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sapling 1: This picture pretty much sums up the class. The girls were perfect, the boys liked to goof around and then there's Tae Gu off to the side doing his own thing.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9XX0BDEwO6v1an-4XJWGA3LIsQleV3-8xB5w6aA5txboOWYjNU-DCly0a9L2RSe1bvAtGvM_ZWSXVY8GkdpcVFQKIiztW9GCVdCnmUOHMtNR3La3yKrfKJAFnfN1VvshjleM1VQkopE/s1600/CIMG2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiu9XX0BDEwO6v1an-4XJWGA3LIsQleV3-8xB5w6aA5txboOWYjNU-DCly0a9L2RSe1bvAtGvM_ZWSXVY8GkdpcVFQKIiztW9GCVdCnmUOHMtNR3La3yKrfKJAFnfN1VvshjleM1VQkopE/s320/CIMG2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547583063557018354" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Seedbed 2: My babies!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYP0C_AUH-fi5RMljixtCjeu0v9SFmcPXSvZQMfYfZhyphenhyphen2gkZKFgbjBNlScXy2vIPU9K-0F4FLnfveShqIt0Q302b6e8tSqG7vNEBt0XwNa0QISbHUsB5qOoljYB6VcliAWA06TZng1C4/s1600/CIMG2528.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEijYP0C_AUH-fi5RMljixtCjeu0v9SFmcPXSvZQMfYfZhyphenhyphen2gkZKFgbjBNlScXy2vIPU9K-0F4FLnfveShqIt0Q302b6e8tSqG7vNEBt0XwNa0QISbHUsB5qOoljYB6VcliAWA06TZng1C4/s320/CIMG2528.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547582655830780978" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Seed 2 boys: Silver, the boy on the far right drew that lovely picture of me.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpsHKs4V4uPAHGBFNoz1iVRCJhk6ywpLlpzWpGje9hhRGVsCWqn9NSfQQ7qQUj9fVm2NY4UvNumUO7U-XWP8E_6ci0J1LNJbGyaWruLPQFixi2BZ6zz_0MrILs11kwsb0vJ_nT7u2jbE/s1600/CIMG2527.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEirpsHKs4V4uPAHGBFNoz1iVRCJhk6ywpLlpzWpGje9hhRGVsCWqn9NSfQQ7qQUj9fVm2NY4UvNumUO7U-XWP8E_6ci0J1LNJbGyaWruLPQFixi2BZ6zz_0MrILs11kwsb0vJ_nT7u2jbE/s320/CIMG2527.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547582650269001122" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Seed 2 girls.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaLK8bM8ikEpBp9P1k51tZteFs862yXerJlqgH4q_jWUwV0ZyO-IWU7HKvBa2wZn-HYUFwXZTEmECoLUq8hzVDCmm28IMMXdqPGUN_CvT_3qUy8QyKFr9224WYEXIBxOm5P_QTn8mbiVM/s1600/CIMG2524.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjaLK8bM8ikEpBp9P1k51tZteFs862yXerJlqgH4q_jWUwV0ZyO-IWU7HKvBa2wZn-HYUFwXZTEmECoLUq8hzVDCmm28IMMXdqPGUN_CvT_3qUy8QyKFr9224WYEXIBxOm5P_QTn8mbiVM/s320/CIMG2524.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547582642589534034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sapling 1 boys. The girls didn't want their picture taken.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxAQ3TxKNoO61o5S7gRWFfnvyQMwvViBpucv2pKYxUm3mj5bFjfvzoiJZ48LQlyNB_BBfSdSDBWCOozXnxba5cjbA4abjXa6f1XYa4wDxf6ui52-yweCPx7CTrFFBNKMPkG9MsEzjYvFQ/s1600/CIMG2521.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjxAQ3TxKNoO61o5S7gRWFfnvyQMwvViBpucv2pKYxUm3mj5bFjfvzoiJZ48LQlyNB_BBfSdSDBWCOozXnxba5cjbA4abjXa6f1XYa4wDxf6ui52-yweCPx7CTrFFBNKMPkG9MsEzjYvFQ/s320/CIMG2521.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547582633852931186" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sapling 1: Sally, the girl in the middle, went to Michigan this past summer.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNl4ZItyRygbuh6rqy5_FGlTrD0LeaBx15mgD5lyVfeNCppFlSVEfFJbPCFkRuysBTTQ-U7NuJ42lMcIwzpzGl1qDeu-TkMa-R6g0Pmf5123PZ2iyFL-7_ckmmMaLSbuT1cr7FpEn3qfM/s1600/CIMG2516.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiNl4ZItyRygbuh6rqy5_FGlTrD0LeaBx15mgD5lyVfeNCppFlSVEfFJbPCFkRuysBTTQ-U7NuJ42lMcIwzpzGl1qDeu-TkMa-R6g0Pmf5123PZ2iyFL-7_ckmmMaLSbuT1cr7FpEn3qfM/s320/CIMG2516.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5547582625480283570" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sprout 2: Such a fun class. Julie, in the yellow jacket is one of my favs.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-54021464057317672642010-12-01T00:19:00.003+09:002010-12-01T00:31:15.373+09:00NBDHappy 200th post! <div><br /></div><div>P.S. Next week's episode of The Amazing Race is in Korea!</div><div><br /></div><div>Countdown to SS and MC do Korea/Shanghai: 17 days! </div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-8516981204946258722010-11-30T21:25:00.001+09:002010-12-01T00:18:52.852+09:00Almost Famous<div>Monday during one of Gretchen's classes:</div><div><br /></div><div>Question: "What is something valuable that you want to display in a museum?"</div><div><br /></div><div>Answer: "Michelle Teacher!" -Zach</div><div><br /></div><div>Zach was one of my students last term and he thought I was special enough to be put into a museum. Maybe I'll be displayed at Madame Tussaud's one day. </div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-88265382419278802262010-11-30T21:23:00.001+09:002010-11-30T21:25:42.379+09:00Quote of the Day"Teacher, do you like your face?" -AnnaMichelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-55035244754878203862010-11-25T23:17:00.002+09:002010-11-25T23:31:37.688+09:00Happy Thanksgiving!I kept forgetting today was Thanksgiving. <div><br /></div><div>The last Thursday in November without family, food, my fat pants on, the Macy's Thanksgiving Day Parade, an afternoon nap, and games just didn't feel right. I'm heading to Seoul this weekend to celebrate with friends so hopefully that will make up for the lack of turkey I had today.</div><div><br /></div><div>I hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday!</div><div><br /></div><div>P.S. Happy (belated) Birthday to Scott and Happy (early) Birthday to Soj! </div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-71095832256740894572010-11-23T01:41:00.006+09:002010-11-23T02:54:10.680+09:00USA is A-OK*My flight home is officially booked.<div><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">I'll be back in Michigan (GRR) on December 28th at approx. 9:52 p.m. I expect signs, balloons, familiar faces, and Mexican food waiting for me at the airport. See you then!</div><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: left;">*Name that movie!</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-59793478756892976312010-11-23T01:00:00.002+09:002010-11-23T01:38:45.600+09:00Wah, Wah, WahhhIts been awhile, but I'm back in action... making kids cry that is. <div><br /></div><div>It seems like all of my students are extra sensitive these days.</div><div><br /></div><div><ul><li>One boy was playing around with his pencil case and distracting the rest of the class. After asking him to stop and put it away (a few times) I took it away from him. He got so upset he burst into tears. </li><li>Lining up is obviously a huge deal. On this particular day a boy lost at rock, paper, scissors (it was supposed to be fun) and was last in line. Boohoo.</li><li>Perhaps it's only child syndrome, but this one girl didn't get the part she wanted during acting, pouted, and started to cry. I did not let her change parts... I'm so tough (ha).</li><li>Today, all I heard was "TEACHER! John laughed at me! (put her head down) and waaah."</li></ul></div><div><br /></div><div>Turn that frown upside down and smile :) </div><div><br /></div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-8235868246201917282010-11-23T00:19:00.002+09:002010-11-23T00:57:19.176+09:00Enchanted<div>I used to compare living in Korea to living inside a video game, but now I feel like it's more of an amusement park and far away land: bright, flashing lights, k-pop music, random carnival games on the streets (punching bags, claw machines), characters aplenty, balloon animals, and to top it off a corn dog stand just opened outside my apartment building. The Galleria department store is also decorated like a carousel (see my birthday post) with tons of pretty Christmas lights surrounding it. All that is missing is a little disco dust (TCJD anyone?!), rainbows and unicorns. La-la-la-la-laaa.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWxa6X4Rs80L0vmkLNbxXHskGTlXryzuxezDl4tOC-BEGhTeYPHhvIfCmm8j-egwaGYKf-TOVHZxs9fMyCaz7zCihaZX84-62Hk5Tlx-98ii_k-HlwoJpjQizx-bKdAAQB4GD7C6oCpv4/s1600/SAM_2170.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiWxa6X4Rs80L0vmkLNbxXHskGTlXryzuxezDl4tOC-BEGhTeYPHhvIfCmm8j-egwaGYKf-TOVHZxs9fMyCaz7zCihaZX84-62Hk5Tlx-98ii_k-HlwoJpjQizx-bKdAAQB4GD7C6oCpv4/s320/SAM_2170.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542395265152641010" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Balloon silliness.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMU1rwTkdVolj59ngcE-attzknW-bx0hvn_zqLL0Kh0Vc4SbV5XaokBOaYXUGSar2iIzsBHC-j92-7oQYssc7m3Y9nKtT0AIoObEEHtVc89gSby1D8KyZzrzlHXgQM7gTGoMbkhClL5z8/s1600/SAM_1938.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiMU1rwTkdVolj59ngcE-attzknW-bx0hvn_zqLL0Kh0Vc4SbV5XaokBOaYXUGSar2iIzsBHC-j92-7oQYssc7m3Y9nKtT0AIoObEEHtVc89gSby1D8KyZzrzlHXgQM7gTGoMbkhClL5z8/s320/SAM_1938.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542395257154456034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">The pink one was tired.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3YBW7Ju51ao-PkslwEtymrrUf3FnuXegAbr8_WgxjwaSnKSER2G4JvESVeLCkDDiGSDxYl4oMfZbEeAXFDzRg7M14CLhURjERmV6wPjXGHD7whvIUzFwEDu1gMYs2CPvcrXBcQSY4lhI/s1600/149157_460342547207_827447207_5405840_6804911_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg3YBW7Ju51ao-PkslwEtymrrUf3FnuXegAbr8_WgxjwaSnKSER2G4JvESVeLCkDDiGSDxYl4oMfZbEeAXFDzRg7M14CLhURjERmV6wPjXGHD7whvIUzFwEDu1gMYs2CPvcrXBcQSY4lhI/s320/149157_460342547207_827447207_5405840_6804911_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542395251585289586" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Kung Fu Panda.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-50542708499633232262010-11-23T00:00:00.002+09:002010-11-23T00:14:21.979+09:00Meerkat Manor<div>My students keep telling me I look like a meerkat. One girl even handed me an orange last week and told me it was meerkat food.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYhsXXfLZY0ijIHFsl2SLg5xjj_ypp-JfwG2K_czjgsfLGOKMdllfJZmjJ_Klh4zmuk86BNOmts-VpU1Y5NZ610a7IvrEuLv-gEtTwf-G_qwstsNhOAigl3I47hjpkb0gg5H5OLnk1tc/s1600/MEERKATMANOR3013_m.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhHYhsXXfLZY0ijIHFsl2SLg5xjj_ypp-JfwG2K_czjgsfLGOKMdllfJZmjJ_Klh4zmuk86BNOmts-VpU1Y5NZ610a7IvrEuLv-gEtTwf-G_qwstsNhOAigl3I47hjpkb0gg5H5OLnk1tc/s320/MEERKATMANOR3013_m.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542389127798024914" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">What do you think?</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-1391955433485361462010-11-22T23:35:00.004+09:002010-11-22T23:50:41.954+09:00We Meet Again<div>If you remember back in February I mentioned that I was randomly spotted on the busy streets of Seoul by an old friend I used to go to church with. Well, two weeks ago I ran into him again! It's still hard to believe we met the first time let alone a second time in Daejeon of all places, but like before it was so nice to see him after all of these years.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifCpVaqWTahuye3aP91JjBa7Hb7leq3Sd0p4s5JcPEGP2z_eJ-VtdrQh2LtlmwEy5cu-7IPjwOMFg10FRs_uZHjky7L-dp4X-NMq4SB7nIE4qSkujlo0C9scG3XojVZa5hPtcqOmrwUeA/s1600/15729_543801735086_28502262_32065015_6679080_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEifCpVaqWTahuye3aP91JjBa7Hb7leq3Sd0p4s5JcPEGP2z_eJ-VtdrQh2LtlmwEy5cu-7IPjwOMFg10FRs_uZHjky7L-dp4X-NMq4SB7nIE4qSkujlo0C9scG3XojVZa5hPtcqOmrwUeA/s320/15729_543801735086_28502262_32065015_6679080_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5542382825084532754" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Picture of us in Seoul back in February.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-19135029716529690772010-11-17T23:26:00.003+09:002010-11-17T23:34:23.884+09:00Hellow? Gorgeous<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibINb4FAPEHr-fiEfGe21jPidqojWRq9EUJjBzCGhL2SgW6HHY28ZYBaOwuKAVgOmK_53HoH5T8DJmfkjfng0TKmbG4w8qgfpMlevzTBrEdx5BbY7NkwwnpmQc3V-WlJUnhwLRu9O-We8/s1600/teacher.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 286px; height: 400px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEibINb4FAPEHr-fiEfGe21jPidqojWRq9EUJjBzCGhL2SgW6HHY28ZYBaOwuKAVgOmK_53HoH5T8DJmfkjfng0TKmbG4w8qgfpMlevzTBrEdx5BbY7NkwwnpmQc3V-WlJUnhwLRu9O-We8/s400/teacher.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5540525080116152994" /></a><br /><div>My student, Silver (seed 2, miniature stature, says "huh" after everything), made this portrait for me. I made it extra big for you to see all of the details on it. Kids always ask me "Teacher, do you have a boyfriend/husband?" or "Teacher, are you married?" and the answer is always no. </div><div><br /></div><div>How am I ever going to find a significant other when I look like this?! </div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-50114637075758737282010-11-13T13:04:00.002+09:002010-11-13T13:13:04.982+09:00Never Gets Old<div>This week my Sprout 2 lesson was about a lion who lived at the zoo. He had to pass a variety of hunting games so he could go to Africa to see his parents. Obviously, the story reminded me of "Christian the Lion" so I showed all of my classes a YouTube clip of it. This one's for you Ehoel. XO!</div><div><br /></div><a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i5vRPKIS5UM">http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=i5vRPKIS5UM</a>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-56855921011345441102010-11-13T12:35:00.003+09:002010-11-13T12:56:01.643+09:00Pretty in Pink<div>The other day I joked that I should do PR for the Daejeon Aquarium because after telling everyone about their grand opening and pink dolphin, everyone was planning to visit this weekend. Seriously, though. My students asked what day and time I was going because they wanted to go at the same time. How cute. </div><div><br /></div><div>Anyways, the topic of this week's thinking project was good and bad luck charms. Because of all of the pink dolphin excitement, many students made pink dolphins their lucky charm. The pictures were actually really good.</div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUk4_zv0x4sgVThvwW_eGaoSTB3W60TUTEf-HJ8fYIZVWWTnz5v1zme0-_KhTNYZF72Y4tPziYHqjfP3eZrs3zSbrQeGmSjdb1vdQRT-UsEC92ON9DiX41Y5Ad1HI3C9XNQcFIr34rqo/s1600/CIMG2425.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjeUk4_zv0x4sgVThvwW_eGaoSTB3W60TUTEf-HJ8fYIZVWWTnz5v1zme0-_KhTNYZF72Y4tPziYHqjfP3eZrs3zSbrQeGmSjdb1vdQRT-UsEC92ON9DiX41Y5Ad1HI3C9XNQcFIr34rqo/s320/CIMG2425.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538873176031698034" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">It's hard to see, but she drew a red bow on it. P.S. This is the student who loves Hello Kitty and asked if stars had babies.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhppaVPVMJ_57CB7RRyfPD0ZTJC3hSe03iJuNTnN_ATdQ6V3FEgYl2rzp3ts0QfBqYZhJ7xSm8BrJsiypuHQa4h88U8UPkrPzgEK9_q8gSxT6YLOA6cAyMz2bAVz-7D1G4MHmn99fGkfhA/s1600/CIMG2423.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhppaVPVMJ_57CB7RRyfPD0ZTJC3hSe03iJuNTnN_ATdQ6V3FEgYl2rzp3ts0QfBqYZhJ7xSm8BrJsiypuHQa4h88U8UPkrPzgEK9_q8gSxT6YLOA6cAyMz2bAVz-7D1G4MHmn99fGkfhA/s320/CIMG2423.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538873166918630210" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Such a good little artist, but camera shy.</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAgw3RHBvYOdtHpJux_fAUzXkQXelijjEeEzGHlS8Qqv_NRiJxJLNJuT5f-OEafJtoU9vbwL1Av53_pd7gC3JpsvV1wk0qWaqyztLx7l16kDZ8vPk9ekZRfFYdShLjapnExEp2J86OjDQ/s1600/CIMG2421.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEjAgw3RHBvYOdtHpJux_fAUzXkQXelijjEeEzGHlS8Qqv_NRiJxJLNJuT5f-OEafJtoU9vbwL1Av53_pd7gC3JpsvV1wk0qWaqyztLx7l16kDZ8vPk9ekZRfFYdShLjapnExEp2J86OjDQ/s320/CIMG2421.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538873158253108834" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Left: Alex. His sister lives in Chicago; Right: Peter. He's going to California next summer.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-63809570220861156922010-11-13T11:59:00.003+09:002010-11-13T12:19:49.409+09:00Jinx<div>I really think I keep jinxing myself.<div><br /></div><div>As many of you know, over the past few months I've been bragging about seeing a pink dolphin. I was first supposed to see them in Hong Kong and now at the Daejeon Aquarium. After a student told me a detailed story about his pink dolphin adventure at the Daejeon Aquarium, he had me convinced that it was open. Then finding their web site online, really had me convinced it was open and pee-my-pants excited. I got a big group of people together to go to the aquarium and marvel at the pink dolphin with me. We were supposed to meet in the lobby at noon today...</div><div><br /></div><div>It's 12:05 p.m. and I'm sitting here writing this, not in the lobby, not on my way to the aquarium. Last night a Korean co-worker told me that on the Korean web site it says it's not open until next month. I really didn't believe her so I made her call the aquarium this morning just to make sure and...</div><div><br /></div><div>IT'S NOT OPEN!</div><div><br /></div><div>I still can't believe it.</div><div><br /></div><div>I don't want to talk it.</div><div><br /></div><div>I guess I shouldn't keep getting my hopes up because my pink dolphin sized heart can't handle all of the ups and downs of Operation: Pink Dolphin.</div><div><br /></div><div>Until further notice, I'll be pouting the rest of the day.</div></div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXkQNDTTD1vzezRE3Dl2rjtAFNN5T0TbUR1W8hSKvkOE1FtLlVMBJeX2dZaFu3aKtB5QujpFYiRszlhYiPl1lVLDWf5pe4sFTP8xWh8NGwv6yVn9Boq7adjd4atMHhjVtr5p4lXZNb0U/s1600/pout.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 170px; height: 312px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgOXkQNDTTD1vzezRE3Dl2rjtAFNN5T0TbUR1W8hSKvkOE1FtLlVMBJeX2dZaFu3aKtB5QujpFYiRszlhYiPl1lVLDWf5pe4sFTP8xWh8NGwv6yVn9Boq7adjd4atMHhjVtr5p4lXZNb0U/s320/pout.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538868305984286594" /></a>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-51442505319765685472010-11-11T21:09:00.005+09:002010-11-12T10:42:17.916+09:00Happy Pepero Day!<div>Pepero Day is like Valentine's Day, but in November. The stick shape resembles the number one so Pepero Day is celebrated on 11/11. The past few days my students have forced Pepero sticks upon me and I just couldn't resist the chocolatey, crunchy "yummy." These sweet treats come in a variety of flavors and sizes and I may explode if I eat another one today. All of the convenient stores have had huge displays of Pepero sticks in anticipation of this popular holiday. </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTh-kIuBjqo-n6WMxKps8Z3UmnpVZO19eccGyP6LjFlU6nZ7U4p5Zmd-K6Ok0pjOeaNg5Dt63vuUzZrq1Kcz1q_YQMkERjOt5-klOaoAAo8JXUiO5Ci8EnL4i8AUjW0WylqT6ANxhvvsI/s1600/pepero.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiTh-kIuBjqo-n6WMxKps8Z3UmnpVZO19eccGyP6LjFlU6nZ7U4p5Zmd-K6Ok0pjOeaNg5Dt63vuUzZrq1Kcz1q_YQMkERjOt5-klOaoAAo8JXUiO5Ci8EnL4i8AUjW0WylqT6ANxhvvsI/s320/pepero.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538264199368263202" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">So many different kinds!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvjzEYzKjWmICaaxcahUuU3NuptzHQh4lZUbIg-pmXOI53lyPPVEpcy8BHdm1csD_tcDLVjvhZMvzJKidg_ZUFOGMrp00dB9REcsILRV9V-NsjCm2cOpesx9iPmoLTnUOVTgRO60OPrFE/s1600/P091108003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvjzEYzKjWmICaaxcahUuU3NuptzHQh4lZUbIg-pmXOI53lyPPVEpcy8BHdm1csD_tcDLVjvhZMvzJKidg_ZUFOGMrp00dB9REcsILRV9V-NsjCm2cOpesx9iPmoLTnUOVTgRO60OPrFE/s320/P091108003.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538264190281334498" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">I love the hearts made out of Pepero boxes!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ7CRcO7ep8YWin7rlu-DwIXph79iisgEaNeXAP9VY7smXc_VFPkaDrHKWuEYg_bPL84qSR2Rhfxp3xY_KYdCd76Yo8jG3sIsoPdECwgWNeqITqaxJyxg1Wjy4TkK2D7O_4Eshv2wuzag/s1600/IMG_7810+%2528Small%2529.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgQ7CRcO7ep8YWin7rlu-DwIXph79iisgEaNeXAP9VY7smXc_VFPkaDrHKWuEYg_bPL84qSR2Rhfxp3xY_KYdCd76Yo8jG3sIsoPdECwgWNeqITqaxJyxg1Wjy4TkK2D7O_4Eshv2wuzag/s320/IMG_7810+%2528Small%2529.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5538264186881862850" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">My favorite kind: Pepero sticks with almonds.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-58325936463331973172010-11-10T00:28:00.001+09:002010-11-10T00:29:50.243+09:00Quote of the Day"Do stars have babies?" -Julie, a Hello Kitty loving studentMichelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-15684102966648557262010-11-09T23:58:00.006+09:002010-11-10T00:27:47.915+09:00Lost in TranslationThe pink dolphin saga continues...<div><br /></div><div>Within the past 48 hours I've heard approximately five different stories about the Daejeon Aquarium and the infamous pink dolphins.</div><div><br /></div><div><ol><li>A student told me that the aquarium is now open. He said he went to it on Saturday and saw two, twin, baby pink dolphins. You can only imagine my reaction.</li><li>Today, a student (the one who originally told me about them last term) said that he saw on the news that the aquarium is NOT open.</li><li>Another class told me that it's opening in a few weeks.</li><li>Someone else told me that it's open, but there aren't any fish (let alone pink dolphins) in it yet.</li><li>Finally, this one boy told me that he read in the newspaper that the pink dolphins are fake and that there are only paintings of them. This one almost broke my heart.</li></ol><div>Well...</div></div><div><br /></div><div>It's real. It's open. I'm going on Saturday. There's a pink dolphin from the Amazon at the aquarium named, Boto. The details are here: <a href="http://www.djaqua.co.kr/eng/">http://www.djaqua.co.kr/eng/</a>.</div><div><br /></div><div>The weird thing is that I had a dream about swimming with pink dolphins on Sunday night. No joke. The next day scenario #1 happened. Dreams really do come true! </div><div><br /></div><div>Stay tuned as the pink dolphin saga continues...</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-23455181257996878142010-11-09T23:45:00.002+09:002010-11-09T23:58:27.205+09:00Another Year Older, Another Year Wiser24.<div><br /></div><div>It sounds so old. </div><div><br /></div><div>However, Korean age is always a year or two older than western age. When you are born you are automatically one year old. They count the pregnancy period as one year. They also count another year on the Korean (Lunar) New Year. So if you are born right before the New Year, even if you are only a few days old, after the New Year you will be counted as two years old. So in Korean age, I could potentially be 26 years old. Oy.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-2010173627186120467.post-88375852128354977142010-11-09T23:11:00.005+09:002010-11-09T23:44:20.560+09:00Dancing Through 24 Years of Life<div>Thanks for all of the birthday wishes! </div><div><br /></div><div>My birthday weekend started off with cake at work. It was funny because I left to grab some coffee so everyone was waiting for me. I had no idea until Gretchen texted me that we were having a meeting. I really thought we had a meeting, but then everyone surprised me with cake and champaign (well, sparkling cider). It was really thoughtful and the cake was delicious! </div><div><br /></div><div>I had two friends visit from Incheon on Saturday. We had dinner, made the bar rounds and ended up at norebang. A few of my students gave me little stickers, a planner and even some of their pens and pencils! Once they'd see one student give me something, they'd dig through their pencil cases to find something to give me. It was so cute. Overall, I had a wonderful birthday and it reminded me how lucky I am to have such great friends and family! </div><div><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXIsiJCp-i8JY406-0T3TdJh4dZiWmG_z4-cZ_toe0cqPoKMSeP3Ecj0SrOwDtGdNrXAhjDr2hyxWJF_an-MJ8qCYvEg_mHzxQ-pmzEojjo_2fcpewtNQL3FyQdWenwZ-80FFf_j5SGt8/s1600/74104_460342742207_827447207_5405853_7687666_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiXIsiJCp-i8JY406-0T3TdJh4dZiWmG_z4-cZ_toe0cqPoKMSeP3Ecj0SrOwDtGdNrXAhjDr2hyxWJF_an-MJ8qCYvEg_mHzxQ-pmzEojjo_2fcpewtNQL3FyQdWenwZ-80FFf_j5SGt8/s320/74104_460342742207_827447207_5405853_7687666_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537552777134517378" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">A princess carriage for a princess party!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTM5s8gnJab42swgi2oG9BuyyPq3FDrOcoO8ETyA6zVO938gF983AsRVWA0mN1oxuJlmiYxyIQxaU9NVWO6-mFdGdV_8hTPhBIEDXp2pEQN30il5N2YLjr-djz0cM4mg0ZgNVIzt3KvI/s1600/76406_10100400939156534_2332569_68434373_2283056_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 256px; height: 320px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhRTM5s8gnJab42swgi2oG9BuyyPq3FDrOcoO8ETyA6zVO938gF983AsRVWA0mN1oxuJlmiYxyIQxaU9NVWO6-mFdGdV_8hTPhBIEDXp2pEQN30il5N2YLjr-djz0cM4mg0ZgNVIzt3KvI/s320/76406_10100400939156534_2332569_68434373_2283056_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537552773674915394" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">Sequins, glitter and sparkles, oh my!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIh4PZj-I_qXWqNTOWdsyH_3zJM0gPjpj0Soznywgm2PTx2JFuHehXAetPnwqNn3c_K6giKn_6WaeXzsOQ2phfaaKH1qTuIwGpFZkc4ke1huWdSmO0J8SC9b0zVIUu1fmwUgwRMzZiDDg/s1600/149661_460342582207_827447207_5405842_2925835_n.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgIh4PZj-I_qXWqNTOWdsyH_3zJM0gPjpj0Soznywgm2PTx2JFuHehXAetPnwqNn3c_K6giKn_6WaeXzsOQ2phfaaKH1qTuIwGpFZkc4ke1huWdSmO0J8SC9b0zVIUu1fmwUgwRMzZiDDg/s320/149661_460342582207_827447207_5405842_2925835_n.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537552769198658626" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">So pretty!</div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKhflaM-U5f0wKkDKAA3_g02_Q6H2oPl1mJ_nyzVIcAOwBYHpUCdYIv4Y8O_-OlfVb9chesAa9WhaTdHwOmyjyLvI5J3zk_JoWtG8v4ePf-TIUKua0KgA-W3AYEKCD8xzYv3Uso2egJJo/s1600/CIMG2416.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgKhflaM-U5f0wKkDKAA3_g02_Q6H2oPl1mJ_nyzVIcAOwBYHpUCdYIv4Y8O_-OlfVb9chesAa9WhaTdHwOmyjyLvI5J3zk_JoWtG8v4ePf-TIUKua0KgA-W3AYEKCD8xzYv3Uso2egJJo/s320/CIMG2416.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5537552757312130690" /></a><div style="text-align: center;">One of my classes even decorated my board.</div>Michelle Jaehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10848617569429334637noreply@blogger.com0