So, Samcheok out on Korea’s east coast is a beautiful city. Great mountains, the East Sea and really nice people. But, being a foreigner, we’re attracted to other foreigners. We have to be, we can’t speak the Korean language. In Samcheok, there are about 20-25 English speaking foreigners. Of those, some are married, some have completely separate lives, etc etc. So, theres about 15 that are generally around a lot. Out of those 15, they are almost all men. Theres only 3 girls. Basically, unless you leave for a weekend, you’re surrounded by a lot of men. We had reports from our coordinator of two freshly graduated South African girls coming, but nope, after the North Korea stuff, they said no. So, instead, two new English guys arrived Monday. Great guys, like them a lot, but they are guys. People who visit Samcheok immediately comment on the amount of men, and leave calling it Sam-sausage or some stupid name.
So that’s the extreme with the men. The other extreme? My work life.
I’m surrounded by women at work. Women, all the time. My co-teachers (Korean-English teachers) are all women. The 7 Korean-English teachers in the school (aka, the only ones I can actually talk to) are all women. My students, ALL WOMEN. Every once and a while a male teacher will come talk to me, but its the worst conversation because they can barely speak English. I’m surrounded by women, 44 hours a week. I worry about this. I generally wouldn’t have said many things are cute back home. Now, in class, a student my draw something or do something and say “Teacher, cute?”. I have to respond with “Yeah, that’s cute”, because, well, it is fucking cute. They’re breaking me down! Keep watch for my next blog post on my feelings…..