7 PM: Things I'm thankful for and what I did today:
181. My half-dry hair, changing colors from dark
to light.
182. Broccoli in the fridge, greens on the
stove.
183. A new English teacher saying my Korean
pronunciation is excellent, like native speaker level.
184. Handshakes from half a million
first-graders who have decided that hand-shaking is a very exciting short of
thing to do.
185. Some of my B-level boys from last year
moving up to A-level in the 3rd grade, so I get to have them in class. Chanhee,
Changhee, and Daejeong.
186. New 3rd grade teacher at lunch, being
pleasant and kind. New acquaintances are always welcome.
187. JY translating helpful phrases for me.
Learned how to say, "how do they feel about each other" and "he
feels guilty", all related to the Chronicles of Narnia film.
188. Solid sweet lemon candy, just on the verge
of crunching.
189. SG's student, baby Youngminnie, asking me if I've had
lunch, in the most formal language imaginable.
190. Breathing room, thanks to a sudden fire
drill scheduled for this afternoon, I've got a wee bit of a rest--5 classes
instead of 6. It's peaceful.
1:50 PM.
Doing all right! Got through 4 classes fine and now I've got a breather
before my convo class.
I just finished reading a book called "An
Abundance of Katherine's" and in this book, a bunch of wacky things
happen, but one of them is that a couple of teenage boys go on a road trip that
culminates in their finding a town in Tennessee which is the surprising final
resting place of Franz Ferdinand.
Except it's not. This novel had me soooooo perfectly convinced that the final resting place of Archduke
Franz Ferdinand--he whose fateful assassination kick-started the World War 1--was somehow magically in Tennessee, but it's not. He's interred in an Austrian
castle, like any respectable archduke would be.
Goes to show just how much fiction can affect
real life. It actually reminds me of my dad's advice to read the bible for
myself when I was younger. Because before you know it, you can rely on hearsay
as fact; you'll can accept the word of preachers and teachers as if it was the
actual word of God.
I recall a few times over the years hearing a
message from a minister that contained something that was flat-out not in the
bible. Most cases, I believe these were mistakes or oversights with no ill
intent, but they sure SOUNDED accurate, so I would have beloved them if I
hasn't checked the facts for myself.
Lessons learned: People are fallible. God's word
is not. And the Archduke is not buried in Tennessee.
