Let me tell you about my summer camp last week. It was absolutely wonderful. A five-day vacation if you ask me. The nice man running the camp told me to not worry about lesson plans and to simply show up, and that I did. We were provided with lessons, and although quite thin on material, work out well when you just play hangman and scattergories (in a somewhat educational sense) with students that think winning hangman and scattergories are equally as important as winning the World Cup.
"Snack Bar" Lesson Plan, as provided to me:
(Insert overly flattering picture of Lotteria)
A: "I would like a Big Mac meal, please."
B: "For here or to go?"
You have 80 minutes, start now.
My brilliant campers were able to hammer down this dialog in less than five minutes, so the rest of the 75 minutes was hangman, guess the number, ask Greg how tall he is, try to figure out air conditioning, run in fear and blood-curling screams from a fist-sized mosquito, OH MY GOD TEACHER YOU JUST STEPPED ON THAT SNAIL, figure out where the snail came from, etc.
The school itself was gorgeous. Nowhere near the city part of Daegu, it was quite literally built into the side of a mountain. There was quite an intense hike from the bus stop at the main road to the actual building itself. Think Camp Anawanna, Korea. Three "lessons" a day (unless I, well, didn't teach at all), cook with the kids for lunch, eat lunch, and I'm done. And to show their appreciation, they took us out for a wonderful galbi/beer/soju dinner. I've also recently received a text message telling me that they will also be taking me to Spa Valley (spa/water park) on Saturday in further showing of their appreciation on, as J. Peterman once said, "a job....done."
I have another three-day camp this week, but I suspect they'll want me to work.
Weather update. Please note that I don't like to curse unless I am providing a strong point. Daegu is fucking hot.
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