1:35pm Thursday September 5, 2013 – Roughly twenty-five
minutes until Garrett’s first teacher’s English class. After a busy morning of
teaching 4th-6th graders, he is frantically prepping materials for 9 adult beginner English
learners.
Garrett - “Helen, is there a place I could make some copies?”
Helen - “No, I am so sorry. The school only has iced coppee.”
Garrett - “Oh, no no, I think you misunderstood. Umm. Is there
a copy machine were I could make copies?”
Helen - “No, we don’t have any coppee machine. I know you love
coppee. I love coppee too... You know what I will do? For you, I well tell Hye
Yong, who is in charge of the funds, that the school should buy a coppee
machine – from Garrett. Yes. I will do that. Now, I can make you an ice coppee?
Yes, I will go make you an ice coppee. Wait here…”
We have postponed writing this blog – because we knew it had
to be honest. And honestly, we’re in the “frustration” stage of culture shock.
Andie knows once she sees the cow head, she's almost to the bus stop |
We really like what this great blog on the stages of culture
shock said, “culture shock is walking out the door, being greeted by a neighbor
and wanting nothing more than to shout obscenities at them.”
We can play charades with the best of them, however, we are
constantly being misunderstood – and we don’t have a clue what is being communicated at least 97% of the time.
One of Andie's Kindergartners showing of her traditional dress. |
Every time we buy something, we hope desperately for a
register with a monitor that displays the price – otherwise we’re left handing
them Korean won until they nod their head that it is enough.
We peak through restaurant windows, looking for some indicator that they might have an English menu inside, or at least pictures that we can point to.
We get lost at least once a day, totally unable to differentiate
one street sign from another (Ok, this is more Andie; Garrett not so much… and
actually, this happened even before we moved to Korea, but anyways…)
Students run up to us at every moment of the day shouting
“Teacher! Teacher!” and then continue in some quick hodgepodge of sing-song syllables,
looking at us expectantly as we just smile and think, “Look, you're
really cute, but
I haven’t got a clue what you’re trying to tell me”.
Now, we’d be lying if we said we haven’t found any comforts.
There are three things we’ve found Koreans love: coffee shops, ice cream, and
pizza; all of which we know how to order just fine.
Bingsu is a popular Korean shaved-ice dessert that we've discovered and LOVE |
We’d also be lying if we said every interaction was a miscommunication.
This week Andie asked Yellow, the music/art teacher she
shares classroom space with, “Are you a Christian?” pointing to the translation
on an English to Korean app.
Upon realizing what Andie was asking, Yellow exclaimed,
“Yes, yes, yes!”
Before Andie could finish getting out the words, “Me too!”
Yellow grabbed both of Andie’s hands, started rubbing them and saying
“Church-y, church-y, my church-y you come?” Andie, nearly in tears, told Yellow
she would love nothing more than to go with her to church-y.
So tomorrow Garrett and Andie will go to church-y with Yellow.
We have continually found hope in that, though we are
strangers in this land, God is with us and is ever present in the life of the Church
here in Korea. And although we feel disconnected from the people of Yesan, we,
in some mysterious way, are connected
to the thousands of our brothers and sister in Christ who live and worship
here.
Through that short interaction with Yellow we are reminded that
we are members of the Body of Christ, a very global body that spans all
generations and cultures, a body that transcends time and space.
Each time we see a neon-red cross atop a church building
here or a wooden cross on a back wall at a family owned restaurant, we find
comfort knowing that we, through God’s grace, are connected.
It is our hope and prayer that throughout our time in Yesan,
we become a part of this vibrant community both spiritually and socially.
(Stay tuned for our next post with a more in-depth explanation of our jobs, daily life at our schools and photos of our apartment.)
Hey!! That cow head is incredible. We also cracked up about the coppeee and your kindergartner is so cute!
ReplyDeleteWe were also really encouraged by your testimony about Yellow. God is so good and he REALLY does work and live and give us life through connections and . . . community :)
I (Britney) have also experienced that problem with paying at the cash register! So, I can totally connect.
Love you guys and praying for you!
Wow! That is so wonderful! I am sitting in a coffee shop at the University of Illinois crying from this post. That is so beautiful. For so many of us, as we are venturing outside of the Christian ghetto we are finding ourselves sharing the good news of Jesus so often, and deeply connecting by the refreshing relationships we find with other likeminded believers who are desperate to make him known!
ReplyDeleteYour story touches my heart and applies to my life every day. It is so cool how God is continuing to keep the House Churchers together regardless of geographical location in allowing us to experience such similar things in his Kingdom as it advances throughout the world changing hearts and lives in love.
I echo the Dossett's sentiments in that I love you both and have you guys on my prayer list! :)