I am so thankful for tofu and kimchi. Really, it makes any low budget meal seem like paradise. And shvoing this stuff down my throat is in no way unappealing to me anymore. I walked out of work tonight and it was the only thing I wanted to get my hands on.
The worst thing right now would be for some guy to walk up to me and in broken English tell me that kimchi is unhealthy.
I'd probably weep a little.
In other news I 'accidentially' pushed a kid down today. He was in the teacher's room jumping up and down, and when I stuck my hand out to stop him he sprawled out on his butt...followed by the welling up of tears and the heart wrenching quip of, "he pushed me." Sure I felt like a slug and apologized profusely, and wouldn't you know it he ended up looking me square in the eye about 15 minutes later and said "Trevor Teacher, I love you." Now if that's not a kick in the pants I don't know what is. Thank you God for making kids so much like you.
Wednesday, April 29, 2009
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Sunday, April 19, 2009
Curry Rice
Curry was actually not meant to be a flavor on it's own, rather it was to be a random mix of many different spices. Over time, the Western world adopted it as a specific flavor complete with vegtables. I, in turn, am thankful.
I'm also thankful for the sun, crab battles, ATV's, campfires in sand, rusty bungalows, ferry rides, frisbees, and the company of new friends.
Cheers, Muui-do.
I'm also thankful for the sun, crab battles, ATV's, campfires in sand, rusty bungalows, ferry rides, frisbees, and the company of new friends.
Cheers, Muui-do.
Friday, April 17, 2009
West Islands
Leaving in about 5 minutes to get to an island in the far West of Seoul. To this I thank God for providing me with friends, finances and most importantly 2 day weekends. After a sojourn on the subway and across the watery pass by ferry, we will arrive in a supposed tropical paradise for frisbee and photos. Website accessories to come!
Wednesday, April 15, 2009
"Oh I'd say I'm doin at about..60 percent"
So I've been coughing up battleships for the past week and a half. It dawned on me this morning that kids, I mean little kids, are walking minefields of diseases. So while I develop nodes in my throat and the sinew that slugs are made of from my nose, I smile at knowing by the end of the year I will be immune to every single sickness Korea has ever known.
Ha!
Ha!
Monday, April 6, 2009
Homeless Ministries in Seoul.
Tomorrow is my first monthly parent-teacher conference. I've already been getting apologies from mothers about their unapologetic little toddlers. In terms of week 6 out of 52, it's still comfortable.
I've been talking with Jessica from Action and Passion about starting a homeless ministry at Seoul station. She'd like to start something that addresses the spiritual side while I'm all about gathering funds and doing handouts. Combined we have a idealistically hopeful outlook on our involvement with the homeless population of Seoul. I think the key is keeping it small and making contributions of a perishable nature so that no one gets jealous when supplies run out.
I gather that adults are a lot like kids, and the constant shouts of "me too, me too" are enough to prepare just about anyone for being inadequate. Another thing is that I read Shel Silverstein's "The Giving Tree" to my kids today. I think 2 of them actually got the message, that was really rewarding for me. I imagine it'll be the same way if things work out and this whole thing starts, except instead of boogery little kids I'll get to work with boogery grown ups. The sweet thing is that I can't wait for either :)
...maybe it can be called something cute and cultivating, 'Pocket'?
I've been talking with Jessica from Action and Passion about starting a homeless ministry at Seoul station. She'd like to start something that addresses the spiritual side while I'm all about gathering funds and doing handouts. Combined we have a idealistically hopeful outlook on our involvement with the homeless population of Seoul. I think the key is keeping it small and making contributions of a perishable nature so that no one gets jealous when supplies run out.
I gather that adults are a lot like kids, and the constant shouts of "me too, me too" are enough to prepare just about anyone for being inadequate. Another thing is that I read Shel Silverstein's "The Giving Tree" to my kids today. I think 2 of them actually got the message, that was really rewarding for me. I imagine it'll be the same way if things work out and this whole thing starts, except instead of boogery little kids I'll get to work with boogery grown ups. The sweet thing is that I can't wait for either :)
...maybe it can be called something cute and cultivating, 'Pocket'?
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