Monsoon Season - No big deal!
Well this has been my fourth round of report card writing, and as you may imagine, even less exciting this time. Spitting out more than 50 pages of how someone’s child is doing, only to make sure there are no repeated comments for students in the same class, isn’t anyone’s idea of fun. And not that I expect to nickel and dime my employer, but we don’t even get paid for it! I’ve spent more than 70 hours at school this week for regular classes, writing reports, and a training session 2 hours away for an extra class I’ll be teaching later this month, and I know Mr Lee is appreciative even if he hasn’t yet said thank you. I just had a vacation last month, but some extra sleep sure would be nice!
Last weekend I traveled down to Daegu to continue helping Sam settle into the new place. We had lunch with two of his co-workers, Taber and Ford, who we call by their last names consistent with Army norms. We searched for an Iraqi restaurant because both of these men spent time there and understand enough Arabic to make it interesting. We were unsuccessful in our search, thus had lunch at a chicken restaurant. And by chicken, think Cane’s. Well, not quite. But the menu had four options, all of which were chicken. We settled on a big bowl of soup that came with a full chicken in it, stuffed with rice, some ginseng, something else I didn’t recognize, and no seasonings. Later that night, we went to dinner with five friends before a late viewing of Pirates of the Caribbean 2.
The following day, Monsoon Season reminded us of its presence and poured down morning through afternoon. After a heavy case of cabin fever by the end of the showers, we took a walk to the top of a hill on post. It’s amazing how calm and beautiful the city can be after the fury of a rainstorm! The sky was clear, the people were quiet and still, the mountains and clouds shone a beautiful sunset. However, the season will continue for a few more days or so, and typhoons are upon us. But typhoons here are nothing like the mad rushes to the store for batteries and water like with hurricanes at home—I didn’t even know until Sunday afternoon that the following day would be when the storm that had been brewing would arrive. And why would I? It was just a rainy day!
Copyright 2006 Olivia R. Reed
Last weekend I traveled down to Daegu to continue helping Sam settle into the new place. We had lunch with two of his co-workers, Taber and Ford, who we call by their last names consistent with Army norms. We searched for an Iraqi restaurant because both of these men spent time there and understand enough Arabic to make it interesting. We were unsuccessful in our search, thus had lunch at a chicken restaurant. And by chicken, think Cane’s. Well, not quite. But the menu had four options, all of which were chicken. We settled on a big bowl of soup that came with a full chicken in it, stuffed with rice, some ginseng, something else I didn’t recognize, and no seasonings. Later that night, we went to dinner with five friends before a late viewing of Pirates of the Caribbean 2.
The following day, Monsoon Season reminded us of its presence and poured down morning through afternoon. After a heavy case of cabin fever by the end of the showers, we took a walk to the top of a hill on post. It’s amazing how calm and beautiful the city can be after the fury of a rainstorm! The sky was clear, the people were quiet and still, the mountains and clouds shone a beautiful sunset. However, the season will continue for a few more days or so, and typhoons are upon us. But typhoons here are nothing like the mad rushes to the store for batteries and water like with hurricanes at home—I didn’t even know until Sunday afternoon that the following day would be when the storm that had been brewing would arrive. And why would I? It was just a rainy day!
Copyright 2006 Olivia R. Reed
posted by LSULiv | 3:58 PM
1 Comments:
I know it takes effort and discipline to transcribe our feelings and experiences, especially during busy and stressful times... yours are always interesting, informative, and appreciated. You're a good kid.
LY,
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