Is is really?

Hmm. What a tittle. Why did I choose it? If you can understand, let me know because I am not so sure that I can.

If life were a bed of roses, we would all be green petals. But, life is not, for better or worse. I personally think for better. God has a way of drawing us near to Him when we are needy or stressed or wanting. To try and comprehend life without God is seems useless and stupid, but yet I see people doing it. I sit in a room filled with nonbelievers who have just lost a fellow co-worker and all they can say is Poor Poor guy. What can I say? Can I say anything better? I can say that there can be hope. That there is a life after and it is not on this earth (for those Buddhists around me). God is powerful, let Him work in our lives and people see not us, but God's majesty.

On those thoughts lets move on.

Work is busy. I will have no less classes like I had hoped for the next month because we are missing one and a half foreign teachers (we have a part time coming). It can be handled, when I don't think about it.

Have you taught four through nine years old? If you have give me some advice for classroom management please!!!! It really is fun to come up with ways to get the kids to learn in an interesting manner so they will behave. I am really sorry that I do not have as much time as I would like for preparing their classes. If I have enough time, then I don't have a problem with management.

The kindy kids that I teach are so affectionate and forgiving that it is so hard to discipline them sometimes. They sit there and smile after they have colored on the table and you just want to say: Aww, but you have to teach them why we do not do that.
You walk down a hall and a kid comes running up holding the hand of another kid saying "I love you teacher and hugging your legs and your heart just melts. There is no medicine like that.
I was walking out of a classroom the other day and glanced out the windows. I saw what I normally see: mountains behind some buildings. but this time the mountains really struck me as beautiful. To be able to look out a window and see mountains is something that shows me how beautiful this earth is.

I am getting used to living in Korea, and have decided that I love big cities, but miss camping. There are so many people here that it can be overwhelming and yet exciting. I feel that besides mission work at school, the women here are close to my heart. Fashion problems are so blatant. There is a huge pressure to be beautiful and wear high heels and mini skirts and keep your shoulders covered (if anybody can explain why it is bad to reveal your shoulders and yet okay to wear short skirts, let me know please). Male and females are constantly taking pictures of themselves to make sure they look okay. It breaks my heart that they have this pressure to be fake and have plastic surgery on their eyes, nose or anywhere else. To be told by your parents that you should get plastic surgery because you are not beautiful enough breaks my heart.

This weekend I went with two English friends to a families house for supper. Last weekend we were in a bookstore and these two little girls came up to us and asked if they could speak English to us. We talked to them and such things. Then their parents came and we talked and they invited us over for supper. It was a really interesting experience. It was nice to see the inside of a normal Korean apartment and to eat a meal in a house at a table again!

Well, I am spending long days at work and still find time to go out some times. On Sunday I spent the whole day with friends from church, thus I missed writing in my blog. Last night I went to a coffee shop and marked tests and papers for two hours. It really made me think back to my high school and seeing the teachers marking at all the sports games. Half of my time here is spent on all sorts of paper work. I am getting used to it.

Well, those are some random thoughts for now. Hope they make sense, and feel free to message me if you need any clarification!
Krista