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Going home is always strange. It's the same.........but different. Not just the realization that YOU'VE changed. I had that when I went away to work at summer camp the first time, or when I went away to college. You come home, and you feel like, "Wow, I've changed so much, how can anyone treat me the same again??" They try--the people you left behind--but eventually your "old you" and your "new you" mesh....and that's just who you are. Not new, not the same, but still you. When you're young, it's hard to understand that feeling. I remember feeling a little resentful that the friends I left behind didn't want to hear all about my new life and how much different I was!
As I've gotten older...well, that feeling still exists a little bit when I go home, but I don't "blame" the other people in my life as much--for not understanding me. I find now, especially after living in another country--in Asia at that--it's ok if they don't understand. It's ok if they want every thing to be the same as it was before. I still try to tell them things about Korea. "Fun facts" I call them. Sometimes so much that I'm sure they get sick of it... The love me, and I'm not around enough, so they don't mind hearing it. They'll never really know until they come here, and experience for themselves. By the time vacation is over, the novelty of me being home wears off, and people just treat me like me. And that's a good thing--keeps you grounded and honest.
These last few months were the end of the school year for teachers in Korea, so many people headed out
When I returned to Busan, I still had a few weeks before school started again, and it just so happened there were all kinds of festivals at this time
New School, New Neighborhood
While I was in Cali, I was pretty anxious. Before I went home, I had some issues with my school. The school I knew and loved and worked in for two years gave me the run around. This is something that happens quite often to foreign teachers in Korea--inconsistency with schools. My issues were frustrating, but no where near the worse case scenario. I've heard some horror stories to be sure. The "inconsistencies" to put it kindly, comes from the same issues you come across just living in another country: language barrier, different work ethics, lack of representation, being a minority. Sh*t happens basically. The result of all of this drama is that I changed schools, and I was pretty anxious about it all.
At the end of February, I got moved a few dongs up, and am now happily at a new school, and in a bigger apartment!
Beginning my third year in Korea....kind of crazy how fast time has gone. I'm doing well, and encourage visitors. It's not always easy here, but I'm proud to say I'm learning a new language, a new culture, and I've been able to see the world more, thanks to this gig. I love teaching and I love traveling. What more could a girl want? People ask me all the time when I'm leaving, and the answer is....I just don't know. I miss home. I miss it a lot. What I don't miss is worrying about money all the time. Paying for gas. Paying rent... Tipping...heh. I'll be back, but....even then, I can't make any promises for how long... If you want to see me, you'll just have to come for a visit!!! I'll take good care of you. I promise!! I just bought tickets to Amsterdam and Italy this August, and am excited about planning that trip. Look out Europe....I'm coming baaaaack.....