Seeing the strange topics that Korean children learn in their English classes explains soo much.
Welcome to the English language… you will learn nothing but nonsense.
Why?
Booble? This is the most absurd story I have read thus far to my classes. Keep in mind kids reading this range in age from 7-9 years old. What is up with this? Why do children need to learn words like this? Booble was actually a vocabulary word they had on their tests! And this picture… weird purple hairy monster that looks like Grimmace gone drag, only not wearing any clothing. Heaven forbid that Bimble would get me in my sleep.
Ok, so this next fantastic lesson was for a class of 10 year olds.
Here’s a breakdown of how class went this day:
Me - Ok class, let’s talk about things that smell good and bad. So tell me now… What is something that smells good? (silence) Okay, what is something that smells bad?
Students – Teacher, teacher….Poo poo smells bad!
D-D-O-N-G! D-D-O-N-G! D-D-O-N-G! <– this is followed by loud laughter from the entire classroom and continued until class was over
Ddong is the Korean word for crap but they never say it they only spell it, which is odd. They spent a good 20 minutes talking about poo and garbage. No one could think of anything that smells good, except for one little girl that thought pizza smelled “so-so”.
And if you think that was bad, you can only imagine how this next lesson went…
Yes, this is an actual unit in a book meant for 12 year olds. 
How much gas do you think the average person has a day? <– I did NOT ask my class any of these questions. I was not about to open that can of worms. Surprisingly, the children were much more mature than I ever expected. Even with that said, I had them answer the questions in the book and then gave them an essay to write instead of talking. Can you imagine how hard it was for me not to laugh the whole time? Impossible, because I did end up laughing the entire class.
These exercises are supposed to challenge the students’ dialect and make them move their tongues in ways they don’t normally move. But I can’t in good conscience have my students say this stuff without laughing and telling them that this is not something we normally say.
Okay, so I laughed at that one.
Seth has discovered these noodle wraps… if we were in China they’d be called Dim Sum… but not sure what they’re called here. He eats them everyday, almost.
We are hoping to have someone from our school come and help us out with this.
Soon…. I’ll have some pics up. This place really is interesting.
There is a stove on every table and the meal is cooked in front of us. It was extremely spicy. They bring out a bunch of little side dishes. (pickles, kim chi and that yellow fruit they put in sushi alot but I don’t know what it’s called) I loved this meal. Basically it was a type of stir-fry.