On Friday, when the TTF and MWF classes had their Halloween fun, we ran out of candy pretty early. Towards the end of the second session so the third session of older kids got pretty much nothing. Luckily there aren't many of them so the nothing was well spread out. For the first two sessions, I was hid in the playroom in a corner wearing this
There aren't windows to the outside in the playroom and it was overcast and our windows, like all windows in Korea, are covered by adverts. So it was pretty dark in my corner. And my costume is funny in the light but seeing a weirdo in the corner dressed like this is creepy. A lot of the kids turned on the light to make sure I wasn't an actual moaning monster. One girl cried and it might've been because of me but I think it was actually Maya-teacher who did it. Kids would find me and I'd give them a piece of candy and they'd scurry off and be back within minutes to beg for more.
But during the third session, I was out of candy so I stayed in the teachers' room. So did Minnesota and Joyce-teacher and eventually Australia and England and Maya-teacher and so on as people ran out of candy. But Joyce-teacher had my middle school girls in the office with us. She was putting make up on them. Bad make up. Clown mouths, unibrows, smeared eye shadow. And it was entertaining enough to watch occasionally because they'd flinch at the compact mirror. The MS girls only speak Korean. Their English is pretty good but they don't practice and they don't care so they only speak Korean. But I was just looking up from the physical comedy of it all, not because I recognized any words.
However, Joyce-teacher asked me later if I knew my nickname. I had looked up at the exact moments they said it a few times so they thought maybe I knew. Miguk (mee-gook) is America so they call me Mi-son.
There aren't windows to the outside in the playroom and it was overcast and our windows, like all windows in Korea, are covered by adverts. So it was pretty dark in my corner. And my costume is funny in the light but seeing a weirdo in the corner dressed like this is creepy. A lot of the kids turned on the light to make sure I wasn't an actual moaning monster. One girl cried and it might've been because of me but I think it was actually Maya-teacher who did it. Kids would find me and I'd give them a piece of candy and they'd scurry off and be back within minutes to beg for more.
But during the third session, I was out of candy so I stayed in the teachers' room. So did Minnesota and Joyce-teacher and eventually Australia and England and Maya-teacher and so on as people ran out of candy. But Joyce-teacher had my middle school girls in the office with us. She was putting make up on them. Bad make up. Clown mouths, unibrows, smeared eye shadow. And it was entertaining enough to watch occasionally because they'd flinch at the compact mirror. The MS girls only speak Korean. Their English is pretty good but they don't practice and they don't care so they only speak Korean. But I was just looking up from the physical comedy of it all, not because I recognized any words.
However, Joyce-teacher asked me later if I knew my nickname. I had looked up at the exact moments they said it a few times so they thought maybe I knew. Miguk (mee-gook) is America so they call me Mi-son.
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