November 14, 2005

• More pictures are coming soon. I just need to check a lot of my spelling. Pronounciation is a bit difficult, only because I'm not getting enough reinforcement and repetition in saying the words. I've been to the internationally well known shopping district called Itaewon, and will be going back there when I have some money. I picked up some trinkets for two of my nephews and my neice, as well as as greeting cards to send home soon. I've also picked up two books of poetry by Korean authors featuring the English translation.

  
  

  Classes are going well. I feel like I'm a bit out of water in some ways, but I think we are doing okay for now. That includes all the new teachers around the country. The drills are going well, and I think everyone is having fun with the conversational part of it. I think most of the students just need a boost to their confidence levels. The junior classes I help with are okay, too. They need some confidence.

  
  

  I'm still writing poetry. I haven't written as much since I arrived in Korea, but I'm staying with it. Here's one I wrote a few nights ago.

  
  

  It's not What You Think

  
  

  Here I am pen in hand
  wondering if these words will stand
  I'm too tired, it's getting late
  soon I will meet my fate
  
  Here I am walking tall
  wondering what it is I just saw
  I'm too tired my eyes they burn
  bloodshot from all the scorn
  
  In this place I take a stand
  wondering if they will strike down the band
  so here I am I'm still free
  walking away just let me be
  
  Trade my sword for a gun
  going out to have some fun
  it's not what you think, I'm okay
  I'm running out of words to say
  
  Some long for peace
  others want a war
  I don't know what I came here for
  Trade my sword for a gun
  going out to have some fun
  
  It's not what you think, I'm okay
  I'm running out of words to say
  
  Come here, my love, one last time
  gonna stop me on a dime
  the words will last, stop on a rhyme
  listen to the wind chimes
  
  It's not what you think, I'm okay
  I'm running out of words to say
  
  I feel the sun on my face
  feeling a love for this place
  I have this peaceful feeling
  and for this love I'm kneeling
  
  It's not what you think, I'm okay
  I'm running out of words to say
  
  So here I am I'm still free
  going outside to find me
  though I'm not lost, I'm not found
  in the end I'm glorybound
  
  I'm too tired, the sun it burns
  just a little while longer
  still this world continues to turn
  just a little while longer
  
  and it's okay what you think
  and I'm okay
  I'm just running out of words to say

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