April 4, 2012
It seems like Korean kids are especially funny on certain days. Today was one of those days for me. Here's a conversation I had:
"Teacher, why we should write this? We already speak and understand. If we write, we don't learn. Only our hands will break." Me: "Maybe I want to break your hands." "You are cruel! Cruelly... cruel!"
Then, getting on the elevator after work... "Teacher, we want delicious food." "Oh, do you like chamchi jjiggae?" "Yes... I love you, teacher! Buy us some cup ramyeon!" So I went in the corner store with them and paid w2,200 for their cup ramyeon.
Two weeks ago, one of my students forgot to bring his book to class, so I let him borrow my book. Of course, when the class was over, he put it in his bag and left. I hunted him down the next week, and said, "James! You have my book!" He made me give him my cell phone number. Later that night I received these texts:
Let me translate this conversation into proper English:
"Hello, this is James. I found your book. I will give you the book tomorrow."
"James! You better bring my book, man!"
"I brought it home by mistake. I'm sorry."
"Ha, ha, ha!"
"James"
