The way class schedules work in Korea is a bit different from the way they work in the States. Instead of having a class two or three times a week, you just have that class one time a week for a really long time. Almost like a block schedule college style. So today I had my class with Don Kinder. I was pretty excited for the simple fact that this was my first and only class that has more than one student. The name of the class is New Testament Church Backgrounds and from the introduction I think I’m really going to enjoy it. After class one of the girls who sat in front of me gave me a piece of chocolate in front of all her friends. Koreans give so much that sometimes you’re not in the right “giving scenario” so it kind of makes you feel weird. For example, I was in the lobby earlier this evening talking with a group of friends I just met and in the midst of our conversation I decided to grab a drink from the machine that was behind me. One of the guys who spoke the best English told me, “She wants to buy drink for you.” I told her that it was ok, but by this time she was already beside me with money in her hand. So I just put my money in the machine first and kind of looked in the opposite direction. She hit the return button put her money in the machine and asked me what beverage I wanted. It was so awkward. This girl that I barely knew was insisting on buying my drink.
Anyway, on a different note, one of my friends in the dorms took me to go buy a phone. Well actually another guy in the dorm gave me his old cell phone and we just had to go get it turned on. So now I have a Korean cell phone! By the time we got back to the school one of the guys asked me to play basketball, so we played till it almost turned dark. While out there the guys figured I could play well solely because I "look like Chris Paul." How wrong they were. Supposedly they play every day at 5:30. I think I’m going to add that to my daily schedule.
Thursday, August 28, 2008
Wednesday, August 27, 2008
Spare Ribs!
Today was a pretty interesting day. I had class this morning with Dr. Moon. It’s a one on one class called Practicum of Ministry. Today we talked about Korean church structures and history of the Korean church; he even gave me his dissertation to read.
For lunch, Don Kinder and I went to Pizza Hut. We ate these mini pizzas that had sweet potatoes on them. I had Korean language class at 3pm. When my teacher arrived at my room, he had no material in his hand. Luckily, he had it in the trunk of his car. After he went over the course syllabus with me, he started telling me how he wanted me to help his daughter learn English. He even invited me to dinner that night. I thought it was a good idea because I had to ride the subway back home by myself and I needed the practice. So we both jumped in his car and headed across town (cross town in Seoul terms mean about an hour and a half drive). Before we got to his house, we stopped at his daycare center. I mean this guy had more occupations than I could count. He is a professor at KCU, he owns a day care, and he’s the minister at a church. And that’s not counting he used to teach English in the high schools here in Seoul. So after we made it to the day care he had the accountant bring us both cups of green tea. Afterwards, he gave me a tour of the day care and then we’re off to his house. We get to his high rise apartment where the entrance gate is opened by a sensor mechanism stuck to his car. It didn’t take me long to realize that these weren’t your middle class apts. We get to his door where I’m welcomed by his wife who is ecstatic to see me. They asked me what kind of food I had a taste for but before I could tell them they decided on Western style food since I had to eat Korean all week in the cafeteria. So they asked me would I mind eating at “Zips.” Of course not to sound picky I nodded in consent. I had never even heard of the place. Before long, I found myself looking at the menu of one of the finest restaurants in Seoul. Oh and for clarification, the name of the restaurant wasn’t “Zips” but “VIPS” (as in V.I.P.S.). I mean even the kids menu was out of my budget. So I got the pork ribs entrée and all the meals came with access to the salad bar. This was the best salad bar I’ve ever been to. It had all different kind of fresh fruit, fruit salad, even different fish and meat. It was basically an appetizer buffet. So we sat and talked and eventually my whole slab of spare ribs came out. After dinner we went back to his apartment and talked a little and tried to figure out a good time for me to come back. By this time, his daughter was done giving her private music lesson. Before I left his wife wouldn’t let me leave without eating some grapes. I told her I was stuffed but she wasn’t hearing it and on my way out the door she stuffed by backpack with chips and cookies. He walked me to the subway station and helped me buy a transportation card and off I went, travelling across Seoul for the first time by myself…and it was at night! It wasn’t so bad. When I got to my station, Hwagok, I had to walk a mile before I made it to the school. Boy, with everyone taking me out to lunch and dinner every day I won’t ever get used to Korean food.
Teaching English in Korea is a big business. As a native speaker from America, everyone is willing to pay you to teach them English. People will go to no end to get you to teach them, or their daughter, English.
For lunch, Don Kinder and I went to Pizza Hut. We ate these mini pizzas that had sweet potatoes on them. I had Korean language class at 3pm. When my teacher arrived at my room, he had no material in his hand. Luckily, he had it in the trunk of his car. After he went over the course syllabus with me, he started telling me how he wanted me to help his daughter learn English. He even invited me to dinner that night. I thought it was a good idea because I had to ride the subway back home by myself and I needed the practice. So we both jumped in his car and headed across town (cross town in Seoul terms mean about an hour and a half drive). Before we got to his house, we stopped at his daycare center. I mean this guy had more occupations than I could count. He is a professor at KCU, he owns a day care, and he’s the minister at a church. And that’s not counting he used to teach English in the high schools here in Seoul. So after we made it to the day care he had the accountant bring us both cups of green tea. Afterwards, he gave me a tour of the day care and then we’re off to his house. We get to his high rise apartment where the entrance gate is opened by a sensor mechanism stuck to his car. It didn’t take me long to realize that these weren’t your middle class apts. We get to his door where I’m welcomed by his wife who is ecstatic to see me. They asked me what kind of food I had a taste for but before I could tell them they decided on Western style food since I had to eat Korean all week in the cafeteria. So they asked me would I mind eating at “Zips.” Of course not to sound picky I nodded in consent. I had never even heard of the place. Before long, I found myself looking at the menu of one of the finest restaurants in Seoul. Oh and for clarification, the name of the restaurant wasn’t “Zips” but “VIPS” (as in V.I.P.S.). I mean even the kids menu was out of my budget. So I got the pork ribs entrée and all the meals came with access to the salad bar. This was the best salad bar I’ve ever been to. It had all different kind of fresh fruit, fruit salad, even different fish and meat. It was basically an appetizer buffet. So we sat and talked and eventually my whole slab of spare ribs came out. After dinner we went back to his apartment and talked a little and tried to figure out a good time for me to come back. By this time, his daughter was done giving her private music lesson. Before I left his wife wouldn’t let me leave without eating some grapes. I told her I was stuffed but she wasn’t hearing it and on my way out the door she stuffed by backpack with chips and cookies. He walked me to the subway station and helped me buy a transportation card and off I went, travelling across Seoul for the first time by myself…and it was at night! It wasn’t so bad. When I got to my station, Hwagok, I had to walk a mile before I made it to the school. Boy, with everyone taking me out to lunch and dinner every day I won’t ever get used to Korean food.
Teaching English in Korea is a big business. As a native speaker from America, everyone is willing to pay you to teach them English. People will go to no end to get you to teach them, or their daughter, English.
Some Random Pictures
Church Dining Hall
Church Classroom/Sanctuary
Korea Christian University Main ChapelMonday, August 25, 2008
Bank of America has nothing on Woori Bank!!!
So today I got a new perspective about the first day of school. If you don’t know the language stay at home! Wait till the second day when all the Korean literate students get straightened out then go and try to find out what’s going on. At 11:00 o’clock this morning was the opening ceremony which is the tradition on the first day of school here. To be honest, it was no different from the first day of chapel at OC. A couple of songs were sung, a couple of prayers, and the President, who no one really knows, gets up and gives a long speech. Well, at OC I actually like the President’s speech, but it’s kind of hard to appreciate it here since I don’t know the language. After the ceremony, I went to the cafeteria for the first time to eat. The food was ok, but I heard it gets worse.
Later that afternoon, Ronda and I went to the bank to open me a bank account. Unfortunately, I forgot my passport, which is a required document, in my dorm so I just grabbed the application and planned to come back. When I got back to the school I had to go get finger printed for the lock outside of the dorm. Our dorm has a lock mechanism that you have to put a code into then you have to let it scan your thumb. That way you have to be the person who that code was assigned to be able to open the door. It’s a pretty sweet machine. On my way back to Ronda’s office I stopped by the main office to get my schedule. I then stopped by Dr. Moon’s office for him to help me fill out my bank application. Dr. Moon is a bible professor here at KCU and he’s also Korean. But let me tell you why I like Dr. Moon so much. Dr. Moon spent 15 years in Memphis preaching and studying at Harding Graduate School. He came to Memphis in 1983, which means he was there I when I was born! Dr. Moon used to own a house right off of Kirby Pkwy which is close to my house now. He’s the most down to earth person I’ve met so far. We both just sit and talk about our favorite places in Memphis and where we like to eat. Dr. Moon took me to the bank to get everything set up. Earlier while filling out the application he asked me did I want online banking? I told him yes. Well when we figured out how difficult it was to set up he asked me again did I really want it. And again I told him yes. “Why do you want online banking so bad?” So I explained to him that a person like me who doesn’t balance checkbooks well can check their bank balance. “Is that the only reason? You don’t need online banking for that,” he said. At first I didn’t understand why not. But after I got my debit card and my check balance book I soon understood why. Korean ATMs balance your check book for you!!!! It’s the neatest thing I’ve ever seen. When you get your money out of the ATM you then stick your balance book in the machine and the machine prints off your balance on your book. You don’t have to write anything!! It’s the best bank ever! I mean what bank in America actually gives you a debit card on the same day you make the account?! Koreans are so tech savvy it’s ridiculous.
Later that afternoon, Ronda and I went to the bank to open me a bank account. Unfortunately, I forgot my passport, which is a required document, in my dorm so I just grabbed the application and planned to come back. When I got back to the school I had to go get finger printed for the lock outside of the dorm. Our dorm has a lock mechanism that you have to put a code into then you have to let it scan your thumb. That way you have to be the person who that code was assigned to be able to open the door. It’s a pretty sweet machine. On my way back to Ronda’s office I stopped by the main office to get my schedule. I then stopped by Dr. Moon’s office for him to help me fill out my bank application. Dr. Moon is a bible professor here at KCU and he’s also Korean. But let me tell you why I like Dr. Moon so much. Dr. Moon spent 15 years in Memphis preaching and studying at Harding Graduate School. He came to Memphis in 1983, which means he was there I when I was born! Dr. Moon used to own a house right off of Kirby Pkwy which is close to my house now. He’s the most down to earth person I’ve met so far. We both just sit and talk about our favorite places in Memphis and where we like to eat. Dr. Moon took me to the bank to get everything set up. Earlier while filling out the application he asked me did I want online banking? I told him yes. Well when we figured out how difficult it was to set up he asked me again did I really want it. And again I told him yes. “Why do you want online banking so bad?” So I explained to him that a person like me who doesn’t balance checkbooks well can check their bank balance. “Is that the only reason? You don’t need online banking for that,” he said. At first I didn’t understand why not. But after I got my debit card and my check balance book I soon understood why. Korean ATMs balance your check book for you!!!! It’s the neatest thing I’ve ever seen. When you get your money out of the ATM you then stick your balance book in the machine and the machine prints off your balance on your book. You don’t have to write anything!! It’s the best bank ever! I mean what bank in America actually gives you a debit card on the same day you make the account?! Koreans are so tech savvy it’s ridiculous.
Sunday, August 24, 2008
He Prayed That We Might All Be One
Well, I woke up Sunday morning to attend church. We worshipped at a church called Hanmee Church of Christ. Supposedly, Hanmee suppose to stand for Korean-English. The church is bilingual. Don Kinder is also the preacher there. The location of the church is a converted penthouse that is also used as a non-degree seeking preaching school. The school has six week sessions where they bring in different people for each session. This session they brought in James Burch, an adjunct professor from Pepperdine. We had dinner with him on Saturday. Church started at 11:00am. We sang songs together but in different languages. I’ve been to many foreign and multi-cultural churches alike and I’ve never seen it done that way. To a person who wasn’t singing at all, it probably would sound like racket, but if you were singing you would be so in tuned on the words you were singing, you could hardly tell that others were singing in tongue. Weird, I know. Don preached from Mark 12:28-29. It was a really good sermon. After church every Sunday they have a pot luck lunch. All the food is straight Korean…no holds barred. Like I said earlier, we had eaten at the church Saturday too, and a lot of people complimented me on being able to eat all the Korean food. “Not many Americans like Korean food,” they would say. I must admit it wasn’t my favorite either, but having been to China first, it definitely wasn’t the worst.
After lunch we had bible class. Don usually teaches the English bible class, but since he had just got back to Korea a couple days before I arrived, he didn’t have a lesson so we just talked. When bible class ended, Sang, the director of the preaching school and the translator for worship, was walking around preparing for a baptism. His son and another young man were giving their life over to Christ. It was two this Sunday, but last Sunday they baptized four other ones. Ironically, this was not normal for me. I’m used to attending churches where baptisms were as rare as six every two months, not every two weeks! Sang had me take the pictures. It felt good to be needed on my first Sunday at my new church. The church has about thirty members.
Later that evening I watched the USA play Spain in basketball. It was a close game but they pulled it off. Afterwards, I got in the mood to play a little basketball myself, so I went to the courts outside and broke in my new KBA (Korea Basketball Association) basketball I bought at HomePlus the day before. That night, my dorm inspector bought me and some other guys in the dorm some Chinese food. I guess it was kind of like a “welcome to the dorm” gift. It was really good. They were all asking me a lot of questions. Joseph, a guy I met on my first day, was there and I met a new guy named David.
I found out that not only am I the first exchange student from OC to come to KCU, but I’m the first American exchange student ever to come to KCU. I guess I’m making history! Well today is my first day of school and like always the first day of school is always the most exciting. This place is wonderful and everyone does their best to make sure I’m comfortable. I’m really glad I’m here.
After lunch we had bible class. Don usually teaches the English bible class, but since he had just got back to Korea a couple days before I arrived, he didn’t have a lesson so we just talked. When bible class ended, Sang, the director of the preaching school and the translator for worship, was walking around preparing for a baptism. His son and another young man were giving their life over to Christ. It was two this Sunday, but last Sunday they baptized four other ones. Ironically, this was not normal for me. I’m used to attending churches where baptisms were as rare as six every two months, not every two weeks! Sang had me take the pictures. It felt good to be needed on my first Sunday at my new church. The church has about thirty members.
Later that evening I watched the USA play Spain in basketball. It was a close game but they pulled it off. Afterwards, I got in the mood to play a little basketball myself, so I went to the courts outside and broke in my new KBA (Korea Basketball Association) basketball I bought at HomePlus the day before. That night, my dorm inspector bought me and some other guys in the dorm some Chinese food. I guess it was kind of like a “welcome to the dorm” gift. It was really good. They were all asking me a lot of questions. Joseph, a guy I met on my first day, was there and I met a new guy named David.
I found out that not only am I the first exchange student from OC to come to KCU, but I’m the first American exchange student ever to come to KCU. I guess I’m making history! Well today is my first day of school and like always the first day of school is always the most exciting. This place is wonderful and everyone does their best to make sure I’m comfortable. I’m really glad I’m here.
Friday, August 22, 2008
New Residence: Seoul, South Korea
I’m finally here. After 19 straight hours of travelling, I made it here at 2:50pm on August 22 (12:50am on August 22 Central Time). The plane ride wasn’t so bad; I got to watch Kung Fu Panda, Made of Honor, House M.D., and House of Payne.
When I got off the plane I went to baggage claim to pick up my luggage to find out that my body wash spilled over some of my belongings. Luckily, nothing was permanently damaged. Mr. Ru (sp?) and Ronda Everson was right outside the baggage claim holding a sign that said, “Marshall Wade,” so it wasn’t hard to find them. The clouds outside were a dark grey and it was drizzling constantly all day, not a good impression of the city. It took us about an hour to get to the school where Mr. Ru got a student to show me where my dorm was. When I got there I made a claim never to talk about OC housing again. My dorm was smaller than my private dorm I had as a freshmen at OC. And to make matters even worse, it had three beds in it! One of my roommates were already there, his name was Husun (sp?). I asked was another person coming and nobody was for sure, but most of them thought somebody else was on their way sometime over the weekend. So I dropped my bags and we all went to eat. By this time, Ronda’s two children, Samuel, 19, Winter, 14, and Don Kinder, a teacher at KCU had made it. We walked to this restaurant that was down the street from the school. I had a pork cutlet, curry, and rice. And of course, like every other meal here, it had Kim chi. Dinner was pretty good. As we walked back in the rain, I realized that I was going to need an umbrella. When I asked Don where I could get one, he just simply gave me his when we made it back to the dorm. When I arrived at my dorm John, the student president, was there to welcome me. Afterwards I headed to my dorm and unpacked. I think that was when it hit me that this was not a weeklong vacation. Once I was done I immediately made my bed and went to sleep. Due to jet lag, I woke up around 2a.m. Don warned me of that. After about an hour, I fell asleep again to wake up at 6a.m. That time I decided to get up and go watch some T.V. in the lounge area. Surprisingly, they had a couple of channels that aired movies in English. I decided to watch Forrest Gump. This is turning out to be a wonderful place. I think I can make it here for four months.
When I got off the plane I went to baggage claim to pick up my luggage to find out that my body wash spilled over some of my belongings. Luckily, nothing was permanently damaged. Mr. Ru (sp?) and Ronda Everson was right outside the baggage claim holding a sign that said, “Marshall Wade,” so it wasn’t hard to find them. The clouds outside were a dark grey and it was drizzling constantly all day, not a good impression of the city. It took us about an hour to get to the school where Mr. Ru got a student to show me where my dorm was. When I got there I made a claim never to talk about OC housing again. My dorm was smaller than my private dorm I had as a freshmen at OC. And to make matters even worse, it had three beds in it! One of my roommates were already there, his name was Husun (sp?). I asked was another person coming and nobody was for sure, but most of them thought somebody else was on their way sometime over the weekend. So I dropped my bags and we all went to eat. By this time, Ronda’s two children, Samuel, 19, Winter, 14, and Don Kinder, a teacher at KCU had made it. We walked to this restaurant that was down the street from the school. I had a pork cutlet, curry, and rice. And of course, like every other meal here, it had Kim chi. Dinner was pretty good. As we walked back in the rain, I realized that I was going to need an umbrella. When I asked Don where I could get one, he just simply gave me his when we made it back to the dorm. When I arrived at my dorm John, the student president, was there to welcome me. Afterwards I headed to my dorm and unpacked. I think that was when it hit me that this was not a weeklong vacation. Once I was done I immediately made my bed and went to sleep. Due to jet lag, I woke up around 2a.m. Don warned me of that. After about an hour, I fell asleep again to wake up at 6a.m. That time I decided to get up and go watch some T.V. in the lounge area. Surprisingly, they had a couple of channels that aired movies in English. I decided to watch Forrest Gump. This is turning out to be a wonderful place. I think I can make it here for four months.
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