I am a kindergarten teacher. But even more surprisingly, I am a kindergarten teacher and I enjoy it. The transition from giving lectures to some of China's top university students during the first half of the year to working with six-year-olds wasn't easy. I have always preferred teaching older students to those that are younger... no whining, no time-out corner, and no pleading with them to learn. However, I can now honestly say that I look forward to seeing my thirteen Korean kids each day. I love their curiosity, the sound of their voices as we sing in the morning, the excitement that fills the room during craft time, the impossible to answer questions they often ask, and watching them learn new things. It also helps that they are brilliant students who speak near perfect English. I must be proof that people change.
A few photos of the kids I have grown to love:
dressed up for halloween.
cute girls.
hannah and the grasshopper she found at sky garden.
playing in the snow!
drinking hot chocolate, listening to christmas music, and making homemade cards!
singing christmas carols.
"Teaching is as sacred as priesthood, as innate a desire, as inescapable as the genius which compels a great artist. If he has not the concern for humanity, the love of living creatures, the vision of the priest and the artist, he must not teach." - Pearl Buck
love: music that inspires. good conversation. photography. seeing the world. living among the asians. family. running to loud music. reading books. writing in my jounal. bike riding in olympic park. long train rides to new cities. coffee shops. eating with chopsticks. mango smoothies. korea. china. london. southeast asia. laying on a hammock in southern thailand. jesus. the united methodist church. good friends. traveling with nothing except a backpack. exploring seoul. the feeling of freedom. dreaming.
hate: poverty. injustice. hunger.
