Tuesday, September 1, 2009

Korean...It's All Greek to Me

As I have shared with many of you over the past weeks, probably the most challenging thing about being in Korea for us thus far has been the language barrier. It doesn't seem to matter how many times we listen to the elevator in our apartment
complex "announce" the floors as we travel up and down...it just never gets any easier to understand. You might say that Korean is all Greek to me!

In an effort to help assist new faculty members learn some of the basics of Korean, GSIS requires all new employees to take 10 hours of language lessons. Brian and I opted for the 2 hour sessions on Saturday mornings. It was a month ago we found ourselves in Room 302 waiting for our first lesson with Mrs. Sarah Kim. I couldn't help but feel like a kid again sitting at my desk with my sharpened pencils, binder with empty sheets of paper waiting to be filled, and a bit of a butterfly churning in my belly. I guess facing the unknown does that to me.

With a big smile on her face, Mrs. Kim welcomed us to Korean and proceeded to pass out worksheets with cartoon pictures of milk cartons, kittens, ducks, and other kid-friendly drawings. No doubt about it...I felt like I'd just be transported back to first grade. With no time to waste she proceeded to introduce her new charges to the Hangul alphabet.

Our patient instructor started with the consonants and demonstrated for us the correct order of writing...left to right and top to bottom. We practiced our letters in our workbooks, carefully tracing the pre-formed script one letter at a time while sounding out the letters as we wrote. Guh Guh Guh Guh , Ah Ah Ah Ah, Oo, oo, oo, oo. Simple enough, I thought, as I continued to draw row after row of vertical and horizontal lines.


Consonant and Vowel Combinations

By the end of our first lesson Brian and I were equipped with just enough information to make us "dangerous" out in the real world. Wanting to test our new language skills, we made our way to Holly's Coffee to order their "famous" sweet potato lattes. Don't ask me why on earth we chose to learn that as one of our first sentences. Wouldn't something like "Where's the bathroom?" or "Help! I need the police!" have been more useful? Brian and I practiced our new vocabulary over and over as we walked the busy streets of Suwon that afternoon. Soon we found ourselves standing at the counter at Holly's wondering if we would be able to fulfill our mission of ordering something in Korean. Slowly the words tumbled out..."Go Goo Ma Latte Doo Gay Jue Say Oh." The baristas behind the sleek,shiny espresso machines eyed each other, giggled and said "American." Yes, that was us...The CaucAsian Pair...aliens in a foreign land. After paying 10,000 won for our lattes and recovering from sticker shock, we spotted a table in a cozy corner where we sat down to taste the fruit of our labor and to celebrate our first successful attempt at speaking Korean.

Since that first lesson we have built upon the basics and are now facing some of the frustrations of "exceptions to the rules", double consonants, and honorific forms. I stumble through most lessons and hope my awful accent does not offend the ears of my tutor. Attempting to learn Korean has caused me to ponder the power of the spoken word. The tongue can cause wounds so deep as well as offer words that heal and offer encouragement. In speaking with friends, family, or co-workers no matter how carefully we choose our words, sometimes we can still be misunderstood.

Fortuntely for me, my prayers are not like my Korean. No matter how awkward or muddled they may sound to me, if they come from my heart, I believe that in God's ears they ring perfectly clear and He knows what I meant to say. I'm understood...and isn't that what we all desire in the deepest part of our heart and soul...to be understood?

Until next time . . . an-yeong-hi-kye-se-yo from South Korea

HANGUL
In 1443 King Sejong commissioned a group of scholars to develop a script which would enable Koreans of all classes to express themselves in writing in their own language. What resulted from this scholarly effort was Hangul, which consists of twenty-four letters (fourteen consonants and ten vowels) and is considered by many to be one of the most scientific phonetic alphabets in existence.

Friday, August 28, 2009

The Path Less Traveled

Tidy Rows Mark Our Way Home

We had just finished our first week of being in Korea and already we were battling falling into a rut. You know what I mean...same cereal, sitting in the same seat on the bus, same plans for after work. It's funny how quickly we become comfortable with the things that are easy, safe, and predictable. For Brian and I, moving to Korea had been in a sense a way of saying "enough" of that. It was time to do some growing and that would require a shift in our thinking.

Peppers Growing in a Community Garden








Change can often be initiated by ourselves, but sometimes it takes another person to step into our world and say "hey...how about doing something different?" On this particular day, our change instigator was a man named Frank. As we were preparing to head home after a long day of working in Brian's lab, our new friend entered into our ordinary day and made it extraordinary. How so? By introducing us to the path less traveled.

Passing By A Rice Paddy

That afternoon our world traveling, adventure loving friend shared with us a new way of looking at the ordinary task of simply going home. Even though it was hot and humid and the air-conditioned bus sounded good to me, we agreed to join him on his trek back to our apartment. Now as I look back over the pictures I took that muggy day, I am so glad that we did. Had we not done so, we would have missed out on seeing a community garden ripe with vegetables for harvest or our very first view of a rice paddy secretly tucked away in a place we never would have expected. It makes me wonder what other blessings I've missed out on throughout my life simply because I wasn't willing to change. Make my prayer "God, change me."
Modern High Rise Apartments Rising Out of the Rice Paddy

Wednesday, August 26, 2009

Christmas In August

While touring the school, Brian had an opportunity to briefly see his new classroom/lab. What a pleasant surprise for him to discover that his new room had windows with a beautiful view. Now most people might not think this a big deal, but for the past 26 years he has taught in a classroom without windows. What a refreshing change for him after so many years of being sans natural lighting. His new lab is on the fourth floor of the school overlooking a tree covered hill, the soccer field, and a rice paddy beyond that. What a blessing!


A Lovely View From Brian's Classroom

Throughout our first week at the school, Brian and I worked together unpacking supplies and setting up his lab. Box after box of new beakers, flasks, test tubes, electronic scales, chemicals...it felt like Christmas in August! If you were to ask him, he would tell you that he opened more new equipment during that one week than all the 26 years put together at his old school. Of course part of that is because this is a new school and he is starting up the chemistry program. But what a joy for him to have such a beautiful, well-equipped laboratory to teach in.














It's Chrismas In August!!











So Many Colors!

Watching the delight in his eyes as he unwrapped yet another Carolina Biological package, I felt like I was watching a young boy who had just gone shopping for new school supplies and was admiring all his treasures. Hmmm...maybe I should have sent him a bouquet of newly sharpened pencils for the first day of school? No..wait...the school supplied those too! The periodic table has been carefully hung, beakers, flasks, graduated cylanders and Bunsen burners neatly organized in the wall of cabinets. All of this waiting for curious minds to experiment with them. Brian will be teaching HL Chemistry, Chemistry, and Theory of Knowledge this year. May his students come to a clearer undrstanding of just how big our God is as they pursue their studies.