Revolution! of the frisbee disc

Besides my job, the biggest part of my life these days is frisbee. Almost every weekend since I've arrived I've made it out of town for a weekend of practice and partying with team Korea. Finally the first big event is approaching. Jeju Island Gnarly 9's tournament is one month away. I'm looking forward to it so much.

My team this year kicks ass. We have four members of last years championship team: Dray, a prototypical ultimate player with lanky limbs and throws from every release point; Tori, a semi-pro tri-athlete who will not slow down as the day grows long; Candacee, another veteran with sure hands and all the throws; and DB, a squirrley jitterbug who can put it deep or run to the house himself. In addition we have Junseok, the most athletic of the native Korean players he came in 3rd place in a national martial arts competition; Changmin, he's fast as lightning and he has added a lot of variety to his throws over the last year; Beth, the first play I saw her make was when she made a lay-out block of a throw of mine; Chase, another experienced handler who knows how to get open; and myself.

We'll get together next weekend in Ulsan for a warmup tournament and some drinking practice. woohoo

Revolution!

The ramifications of the school shake-up I reported on a few weeks ago are still unfolding. I am reticent to disclose full details and my unabridged opinions on a public blog so let me limit myself to the following statement. If you found my blog searching for information about my school, I hope this satisfies your curiosity, and if you know me and want the full monty, email me and I'll tell you all the details (some are juicy). The following is my honest assessment of the state of the school:

The school's founder (the president of the university) has a vision for the school to be a place for children to grow into independent thinkers ready to enter the world theater through an education that is substantially different from the standard Korean high school experience. I think it is an admirable vision, a goal worth working towards, and one that would require a staff of exceptional teachers, especially while the school is still growing. I'm happy to state my opinion that my fellow teachers can stand toe to toe with an all star team of the best teachers from my highschool career.

Unfortunately we had been saddled with an ineffective leader. Well, I'm happy to say that the principal has been fired and as a result I am now very optimistic about the future of the school. He opportunistically showed his true colors in an unambiguous way at the right time and the staff's complaints were given serious consideration. Again, I realize that I'm leaving out all the nuances for the sake of public relations, but I at least feel comfortable enough to say that the drama of it all unfolding gave me a buzz.

School Shake up

We got a little shock to start the school week: Mr. B. the geometry, econ, and computers teacher quit suddenly on Tuesday morning (recall Mon was a holiday). He had worked the first month having not yet renewed his contract which had expired over the winter break. I guess there was the pretense of a gentleman's agreement between teacher and administrator to iron things out in the early part of the semester. Instead they blew up.

I mentioned that most of the staff is not happy with the principal; here's one reason: Last semester the social studies teacher had the students do a current events project. They were to select an important topic of their choice in current events and present a report on it, the report should include an interview with some adult. One student thought to investigate the gay marriage debate. It seems to me a nice idea for the assignment, but I wonder if the student realized, when deciding to interview our principal, that he was a raging homophobe. Seriously, he published a book last month entitled "The Gay Deception." The principal was so outraged by the very idea of the project that he raised a ruckus as far up as the president of the university, and instituted a new policy for this semester that teachers must have all materials outside of the text book approved before the start of the semester (patently absurd for current events projects to say the least). The teacher was issued a warning which, by the letter of the contract, put her job security in jeopardy.

Back when the new principal first arrived, he asked the teachers for copies of their resumes. After the current events project he told the administrator that the social studies teacher should be fired because she lied on her resume. His reason: she claimed to have worked one year at a high school in Texas, but had only worked 9 months. Well, that's 9 months Sep to June, one school year. Ridiculous to try to use this as a weapon against the teacher.

So during the contract negotiations Mr. B was trying to rewrite the contract to basically ensure that his job security could not in any way be jeopardized by the principal. But it is hard to write such a contract that can reasonably deal with him legitimately going rouge. So it was a stalemate. The teacher had some commitment to the students and was willing to work per diem so as to not abandon them, but things were clearly unstable. Well, early this weekend the teacher and his infant baby were sick, the principal was badgering him to conform to the scheduling doctrine of false precision that I mention in an earlier post, and threatening to "write him up" for failure to comply. Finally the cumulative stress must have broke the camel's back so the teacher snapped, chewed out the principal, and quit. After all, despite his compassion for the students, he had a sweet job offer in the Phillipines on the back burner and a family to think about.

The upshot - I get an extra Geometry class to teach and a $500 a month raise, plus a cheap used motorcycle ($350 125cc daelim), and lose a new friend. Most of the rest of the teachers' resolve is galvanized "by the end of my contract either the principal or I am gone." A lot of the students are upset, I wonder if this will effect their continued enrollment, I'm certainly getting dagger eyes from some of my new geometry students

Let's see how things develop from here.

Hadong Weekend

It was a good weekend for a trip. Monday March 1st is a Korean national holiday commemorating some massacre by the Japanese during an independence protest. So it was a three day weekend. The only downside was that I had to fight off and party through a mild cold.

Magnifying the festiveness was the first full moon of the new lunar year. It seems the country people put extra zeal into their pagan rituals celebrating such events. In a rice field near Hadong there was a bbq buffet free for all to come and enjoy. Grilled pork (same part of the pig that bacon comes from, but uncured) and some of the best mushrooms I've ever had, soup and kimchi, as well as all the soju and green tea you cared to drink. There were some traditional drum dancers to liven the mood, then, at the strike of moonrise, they set light to a gigantic 10m tall bamboo bonfire. It's a fun way to start the night.

It was great to see all my old friends from town. Saturday I hung out with David, the English guy. Not much has changed for him, but he is planning on moving to Busan at the end of his contract in May. His 3 1/2 year old son is as cute as ever, but at that age where he has learned just enough language that you wish he hadn't sometimes.

I spent the rest of the weekend hanging out with my Korean friends. Jaesik and Sooyeon got married in December and sold their sandwhich shop. She's pregnant already, but maybe there are some complications: her doctor told her to stay home and rest. I'm not clear what's going on, but I didn't get to see too much of them. I heard through the grapevine that also newly married and pregnant is a girl who, at the time, I felt unfortunate to have met so close to the end of my contract last summer ..

Hanging out (and drinking excessively) with my Korean buddies was certainly fun. I got a much better feel for my current language skills as well. For the most part one on one conversations would be conducted in a mix of Korean and English, but in a larger group I could follow the flow, if not all the details, of the Korean conversation but I found myself chiming in in English more and more as time went on. I want to think that this was just to maintain the tempo of the conversation, but maybe I was also suffering language fatigue trying to keep up, and maybe I new having to listen to a little English would slow them down a bit. Anyway, overall it was one of those things that lets you feel proud of how far you've come while still just making you realize how far you've yet to go.

Early updates

I think I'd given the impression that I was excited to coach the basketball team at the school. You can imagine that my excitement was tempered a bit when I learned that it is not really an inter-school competition, more of just an activity to get the kids some exercise. So I am far from heartbroken that Zimmern took over the basketball instead of me. Instead the school has instituted a couple new programs: Now I'm getting paid overtime to coach the new Tennis and Ultimate Frisbee teams for the school!

Through just a couple practices frisbee is going well. We've got about a dozen kids (almost a third of the school!) interested to play. A couple are picking up the fundamentals of throwing rather quickly. It's fun to watch, but it is also interesting to see how these kids who have more academic discipline than the average set of American kids have far less athletic discipline when it comes to running drills, following instructions, hustling, etc.

Not only did they start the new activity, but for tennis the school bought a handful of high quality rackets to lend out to the beginners. Of the 12 kids who want to play, about 8 can make contact with the ball at least 50% of the time, and about 3 have a decent chance of keeping a rally going for more than 3 strokes. Nevertheless, it's kind of fun to act like a coach and feed them balls to drill. They are low enough on the learning curve that there should be a heartening amount of improvement over the semester.

The best looking strokes come from one of the senior girls who took some lessons about 5 years ago, but hasn't played since. She hits the ball crisply and a little flat, but without much regard for whether it is going in or not. Incidentally, this is the same girl who has finished Algebra 2 and geometry, but wants to go back to the first semester of Algebra 1 for her last semester. Technically she needs one more math credit, and has not taken this class at this school, so she is eligible to take the course for credit, but isn't it a little strange to regress over two years in the course sequence instead of taking pre-calculus?

I could talk at length about this, and other scheduling related issues, and how it is related to the continued teacher / administration strife in the school, but please wait a bit for me to get the rest of the information and final outcomes.

That Algebra class has been a little chaotic because a couple students (including our two Peruvians who finally add a little more diversity to the Koreans plus one French mix) were admitted a little after the semester started. They were placed in Algebra 1 by default, but most found it beneath their level and moved out, so the kids kept coming and going. And even of those who stayed, for many the class is more of an "English of Math" class than a math class.

The rest of the classes are going fine I guess. Maybe the kids think that my classes are a little hard .. well I'm not spoon-feeding them layup questions, but I'm not going outside of the curriculum either. Actually the restriction of being told what I have to cover cramps my style a bit, but I can at least talk about whatever random tangential topic I feel like whenever we are keeping up to the schedule.

Last night I administered the AMC math contest. This is round one of the competition that leads to the international math olympiad. When we did this in high school Jarod and I were the only kids to get to round two for our junior and senior years; it is a pretty tough test. Well, I advertised with the promise of big rewards, but only got 4 participants. I think they all did respectably, but no one will be going on to round 2. Maybe these kids are quite sharp, but just haven't been exposed to this type of problem enough.

Finally, outside of school, I had another fun weekend in Seoul playing and hanging out with the frisbee folk up there. I also learned how to ride a motorcycle - I think I can get one for cheap and have a good alternative to the bus for weekend trips when the weather is nice. The feeling of speed and control and intimacy with the road is something I knew I would like ahead of time. But as a locomotion purist I will have to make a cutoff - under 15 miles should be muscle driven bike pistons, over is optional depending on how much of a hurry I'm in.

This weekend I'm going back to Hadong to meet some of the friends I made last year. I'm really excited for the trip!

My students

First off, let me tell you my daily schedule - first class begins 8:30, and I go straight through till lunch at noon then have just one afternoon class. Starting next week, basketball is twice a week for an hour and a half starting around 4:00, and since we were encouraged to propose an evening course (for which we get overtime pay), I created a class called "mathematics for competition and recreation" which will begin with preparation for the American High School Math Competition, and after that turn into a workshop on applied discrete mathematics, i.e. games and gambling.

It is a more work than my job last year, but frankly that was a sinecure to the extent of being unenviable. Perhaps I am just still filled with the energy of starting something new, but I should say that in the first week of classes I could hardly even read fiction without my thoughts being interrupted by ideas on how to teach these kids math and science.

While it's only been one week since I first met my students, so far I'm quite pleased. Compared to the standard Korean high schoolers I met last year I can say that the English level of the worst of these is about as good as the best of them. In fact, with my primary social circle being my fellow teachers (all Yanks besides one Canuck), and the students being so English that some are more comfortable speaking it over Korean, the only reason I know I'm living abroad is the lack of delicious beer in my fridge.

So far, I can't say anything against the kids. They are mostly attentive and well-behaved in class. Of course, that might just be a first week phenomenon. I'll let you know more about personality and academic qualities when I get some more feedback, but for now my level of dread is fairly low.

The most notable student is Young-woo. This because he was granted admission despite still being an 8th grader. He is by a huge margin the least mature student physically, and has about the lowest English level as well. I'm a little worried how he will cope as a boarding student. But I saw him playing basketball with some of the other boys after school one day, so at least it looks like they will be inclusive and treat him like a younger brother a bit.

The final introduction I should make is of new science teacher, who cleared his visa and arrived just in time for the first day of class. He's a pretty interesting character, a Canadian, and very well traveled, having learned yoga from some north Indian masters, and herbal medicine from southern African shamans. But in fact, if I tell you our new teacher is Andrew Zimmern, the fib will leave you with a pretty good idea of the fellow. Yes, besides world travel it seems food is one of his passions. My favorite quote so far, "My most memorable exotic food so far is whale meat. It is so obviously whale. Like if you weren't told what the meat was, when you put it in your mouth you would immediately think that's whale!"

Frisbee Season

One very pleasant surprise from last year, and source of anticipation for my return, was the ultimate frisbee scene in Korea. You've read here about some of the big international and smaller local ones I took part in last year; this year the schedule is just as packed and the level of excitement among the players in the country seems even higher. Indeed, a couple of the more dedicated players have set up google groups and organized practices with the ultimate goal of peaking for the Shanghai tourney in early June.

This fits in nicely with my own priorities. Approaching 30 years old, I'm starting to have the existential crisis of wondering if I am too old to ever again be in the best shape of my life. At 25 I could ride my bike 100 miles from the ocean to the peak on Mt Arrowhead without and special planning, but last year I had to quit running 22 miles into a marathon! Actually, more important than the extra motivation to get into top form, I'm just happy to be able to play some competitive ultimate on a regular basis.

Now that I live only a couple hours (and less than $10 by bus) from Seoul, I can, and will, go up there any weekend that I don't have anything better to do, and there will be a high level, high intensity frisbee practice or pickup game waiting for me. I tried this out last week. From my apartment - 5 min walk to bus station, 10 minute wait for bus, 2 1/2 hour ride, 20 min subway - to the field was really not bad at all. It was a cold day and the tundra was frozen, but I got a warm feeling from seeing some friends who I hadn't seen since August, and we were sprinting around to stay warm besides.

Afterwards we went out for a very tasty, but not very filling Indian dinner. Here we also got a taste of this strange modern world. During the conversation a scene from Conan the Barbarian came up: "What is best in life?" asked a warlord. "The open steppe, a swift horse beneath you, and a falcon on your arm," answered one warrior. "Yes, that is good, but what is best?" Conan knew the answer: "To crush your enemies, see them driven before you, and to hear the lamentations of their women!" Not a minute after we orally relived this great scene, 'Dre had found it on his iphone wifi, plugged in a phone size projector, and there it was, in true crisp color and sound projected on the restaurant wall.

I should be up there again right now, but this weekend is Lunar new year and there are 36 million cars on the road in Korea. The 2 hour drive is expected to take 7 today, and it is snowing anyway. So I'm staying home and will explore some more Jeonju instead.