Tuesday, March 29, 2011
Monday, March 28, 2011
Paddy's
It was Paddy's day on Thursday. A bit late I know, I'm trying to catch up on the blog.
Paddy's is a funny day isn't it!?The definition of St.Patrick's day should be:
St. Patrick's Day - The day all the Irish around the world raise a pint of Guinness and sing about how much they love and miss Ireland, even though they've all left; every other bugger shouts about how many Irish friends they have; and every Scouser suddenly has an Irish Granddad.
Bloody good fun though! We went down to the Wolfhound wearing Green and all.
Andy spotted some EEEEHHHHHHH!!!
Paddy's is a funny day isn't it!?The definition of St.Patrick's day should be:
St. Patrick's Day - The day all the Irish around the world raise a pint of Guinness and sing about how much they love and miss Ireland, even though they've all left; every other bugger shouts about how many Irish friends they have; and every Scouser suddenly has an Irish Granddad.
Bloody good fun though! We went down to the Wolfhound wearing Green and all.
Andy spotted some EEEEHHHHHHH!!!
Soul brothers
Get it down you Zulu Warrior
Before...
After...
You raise me up!
Even Jez was rocking the green
Kyle was behaving himself for once cos' his Mum was there...
...even though she was necking Smirnoff Ices!
Even the Scots were celebrating
Quality night! Here's my 3 favourite songs from it
Thursday, March 24, 2011
Paddy Dunn's First Goal
On Saturday, all the bars celebrated Paddy's day again for the people who never made it out during the week. Naturally, I went out and got bladdered.
Come 2am, the England v Ireland game was on and in Wolfhound, there were 3 people including myself in England shirts, and about 50 roaring Irish in green! So you can imagine what it was like wearing the red rose when the final whistle blew!
Anyway, on Sunday, Busan United had our first game of the season against Sydney FC. They're a new team in the league from Daegu and have so far received a lot of praise from anyone who's seen them.
We hadn't seen them play, and I was hanging. We started well. They were passing the ball well but our defence and midfield did enough to stop them from getting through.
In fact, our midfield played really well and after the first half we were four nil up through Gary, Scott, Baz and a penalty from Andy thanks to a dive in the box from Baz.
They managed to pull it back to 4-2 in the second half. The first goal was a powerful strike from the half way line and the second...I can't remember. They then hit the bar and the post.
I came off with cramp at the start of the 2nd half but the gaffer brought me on at left mid with about 10 mins to go. Never played their before in my life and I was running around like a headless chicken.
Corner. Andy drives it into the box. 10 yards from goal. It's coming straight to me. Baz is behind me. I hear a big scream "BAAAAZZZZ'SS!!" I think to myself "sod that!" and meet it with my head. It beats Sydney's defence and their keeper...it's in!
I can't believe it, I've scored my first ever 11-a-side goal. I've been playing 11-a-side since I was 11, most of the time in center mid, and it's taken me to 23 to score.
We ended up winning 5-2.
I know this is a boring post, but I'm so excited about scoring that I had to post it. After all, it's probably gonna be another 12 years till I score again!
Paddy
Tuesday, March 22, 2011
More Korean Dog Madness
A while ago I posted about a Panda dog I saw in Busan.http://scousekimchi.blogspot.com/2010/10/panda-dog.html
Since then I've seen dogs with Armani jackets on and all sorts of crap like that. I've gotten used to it now. I just shake my head and walk by.
But the other day I saw something that stopped me in my tracks.
I went down to the bus stop after school bopping along to a bit of Beady Eye. At the bus stop was a Buddhist Monk. I guess she's a Buddhist Monk, I see her walking up the hill past my school all the time. She's got the full gray Buddhist outfit on, rubber shoes with the brown fur round the top, and a skinhead that wouldn't look out of place in a Lacoste tracksuit!
She had an orange plastic bag. And poking it's head out of the bag was a small dog. A small white thing with short curly hair and long floppy ears. The worst thing was, about a quarter of the dogs long floppy ears, from the tip up, had been dyed illuminous orange, whether to match the colour of the plastic bag or not I don't know.
Fair enough she could have been minding the dog for some cretin who dyes dogs ears. But, my initial reaction was "What the fuck is a Buddhist Monk doing dying a dogs ears illuminous orange!?"
I've got a proposal for a new charity. The NSPCA - the National Society for the Prevention of Cosmetics on Animals. The headquarters will be based in Busan, which, outside of Orange County, needs the most help stopping this insanity! Who's in?
KevLa
Since then I've seen dogs with Armani jackets on and all sorts of crap like that. I've gotten used to it now. I just shake my head and walk by.
But the other day I saw something that stopped me in my tracks.
I went down to the bus stop after school bopping along to a bit of Beady Eye. At the bus stop was a Buddhist Monk. I guess she's a Buddhist Monk, I see her walking up the hill past my school all the time. She's got the full gray Buddhist outfit on, rubber shoes with the brown fur round the top, and a skinhead that wouldn't look out of place in a Lacoste tracksuit!
She had an orange plastic bag. And poking it's head out of the bag was a small dog. A small white thing with short curly hair and long floppy ears. The worst thing was, about a quarter of the dogs long floppy ears, from the tip up, had been dyed illuminous orange, whether to match the colour of the plastic bag or not I don't know.
Fair enough she could have been minding the dog for some cretin who dyes dogs ears. But, my initial reaction was "What the fuck is a Buddhist Monk doing dying a dogs ears illuminous orange!?"
I've got a proposal for a new charity. The NSPCA - the National Society for the Prevention of Cosmetics on Animals. The headquarters will be based in Busan, which, outside of Orange County, needs the most help stopping this insanity! Who's in?
KevLa
Thursday, March 10, 2011
The Gift of Democracy
Democracy...a gift granted to the South Koreans by their ancestors who fought against the communist North from 1950-53.
And boy do they use it! Today, I have been given 2nd, 3rd and 4th period off. Why? Because today Yong San Elementary School is exercising it's gift of democracy.
4th, 5th and 6th grade have convened in the gym to elect a new student leader.
The event started at 10 but I didn't turn up till 10.30 cos' I knew everyone would be banging on in Korean and every other sentence would end in "imnida."
All of the students where sat on the floor, facing the stage. They were sat in orderly lines and rows, placed according to their grade and class and most probably their student number.
On stage was a guest speaker and the 6 candidates, all of them 6th graders. They each had their time at the podium to give a speech and try to encourage the crowd of bored voters.
One of the candidates, a small girl with glasses and long curly hair, is going to be a future President of the Republic of Korea. I had no idea what she was saying but her words moved even me, and by the end of her speech, I was applauding, and pumping my fist in the air and chanting her name.
After, the 6 candidates had their time on stage, out of nowhere, the Korean teachers brought some mobile polling booths and ballot boxes.
The students all lined up at a polling station where a teacher handed them a ballot. They then entered the polling booth, a curtain was drawn across them but you could see their little democratic legs and feet from underneath it. Then, they come out with their folded ballot and drop it in a ballot box. It's just like the general elections back home except the voters are 9, 10 and 11.
After everyone had their vote, the children sat back down in their orderly fashion and, while the ballots were being counted, the guest speaker had a rant about something.
Then the winner was announced rather anti-climatically. A tall boy with glasses and short curly hair who sits at the back of my class every lesson, looking at me like I'm more boring than William Hague.
During the ceremony, the Vice Principle came up to me and said "Mr. Kevin! This sort of thing is good for the students. It teaches them Democrashy. I don't think they have this in the North Korea."
It's mad to think that here I am, watching elementary students learning the value of democracy, whilst just 250 miles north, there's a mad communist regime, with a leader who's crazier than Charlie Sheen in a Colombian cocaine factory!
And boy do they use it! Today, I have been given 2nd, 3rd and 4th period off. Why? Because today Yong San Elementary School is exercising it's gift of democracy.
4th, 5th and 6th grade have convened in the gym to elect a new student leader.
The event started at 10 but I didn't turn up till 10.30 cos' I knew everyone would be banging on in Korean and every other sentence would end in "imnida."
All of the students where sat on the floor, facing the stage. They were sat in orderly lines and rows, placed according to their grade and class and most probably their student number.
On stage was a guest speaker and the 6 candidates, all of them 6th graders. They each had their time at the podium to give a speech and try to encourage the crowd of bored voters.
One of the candidates, a small girl with glasses and long curly hair, is going to be a future President of the Republic of Korea. I had no idea what she was saying but her words moved even me, and by the end of her speech, I was applauding, and pumping my fist in the air and chanting her name.
After, the 6 candidates had their time on stage, out of nowhere, the Korean teachers brought some mobile polling booths and ballot boxes.
The students all lined up at a polling station where a teacher handed them a ballot. They then entered the polling booth, a curtain was drawn across them but you could see their little democratic legs and feet from underneath it. Then, they come out with their folded ballot and drop it in a ballot box. It's just like the general elections back home except the voters are 9, 10 and 11.
After everyone had their vote, the children sat back down in their orderly fashion and, while the ballots were being counted, the guest speaker had a rant about something.
Then the winner was announced rather anti-climatically. A tall boy with glasses and short curly hair who sits at the back of my class every lesson, looking at me like I'm more boring than William Hague.
During the ceremony, the Vice Principle came up to me and said "Mr. Kevin! This sort of thing is good for the students. It teaches them Democrashy. I don't think they have this in the North Korea."
It's mad to think that here I am, watching elementary students learning the value of democracy, whilst just 250 miles north, there's a mad communist regime, with a leader who's crazier than Charlie Sheen in a Colombian cocaine factory!
Sunday, March 6, 2011
Tons of Korean Willies
Yesterday we played footy against Inter Busan and Sparta Busan.
Afterwards, I jumped on the back off Rosso's bike and we went down to HeoshimCheong(허심청) which claims to be the biggest naked spa in Asia.
It's 10000 won to get in (5.50 quid). The place is huge and there's more Korean todger swinging about there than anywhere in Korea.
There's even a pool and a steam room with T.V.'s. And you can buy cans of pop and ice creams to have while you're in the water! You just pay when you leave!
But the place is packed with Korean kids and overly friendly Polish sailors with big thick mustaches. Imagine if you bumped into one of your students in there...wiiieeeerrrdd!!
Kevla
Afterwards, I jumped on the back off Rosso's bike and we went down to HeoshimCheong(허심청) which claims to be the biggest naked spa in Asia.
It's 10000 won to get in (5.50 quid). The place is huge and there's more Korean todger swinging about there than anywhere in Korea.
There's even a pool and a steam room with T.V.'s. And you can buy cans of pop and ice creams to have while you're in the water! You just pay when you leave!
But the place is packed with Korean kids and overly friendly Polish sailors with big thick mustaches. Imagine if you bumped into one of your students in there...wiiieeeerrrdd!!
Kevla
Haeundae to Songjeong
This Saturday me, James, Rosso and Wayne walked from Haeundae to Songjeong beach. We started off in the Wolfhound were Wayno gave us some free sausages to try(who's gonna be the first fool to make this an innuendo?)
Cracking route. You walk along Haeundae beach, away from Gwangali. Once you get to Dalmaji there's a path that goes down by the rail tracks. Here there is an amazing view where you can see Haeundae beach, the Rainbow bridge, Igidae Park and Oryuk Do.
Unfortunately, once again, i forgot to put my bloody memory stick in my camera again. It's like going out, pulling a beauty and then when you get down to business with her, realising you forgot to attach your balls this morning!
Definitely a recommended walk. Songjeong beach is nice too. And in the summer it may be better than Gwangali and Haeundae since there won't be half as many people on it. Although an empty beach is a lot more boring than a beach with a few people on.
If you do the walk, see if you can find the big rock on the coast with a rope dangling from it. We climbed up to the top of it for a better view.
Kevla
Cracking route. You walk along Haeundae beach, away from Gwangali. Once you get to Dalmaji there's a path that goes down by the rail tracks. Here there is an amazing view where you can see Haeundae beach, the Rainbow bridge, Igidae Park and Oryuk Do.
Unfortunately, once again, i forgot to put my bloody memory stick in my camera again. It's like going out, pulling a beauty and then when you get down to business with her, realising you forgot to attach your balls this morning!
Definitely a recommended walk. Songjeong beach is nice too. And in the summer it may be better than Gwangali and Haeundae since there won't be half as many people on it. Although an empty beach is a lot more boring than a beach with a few people on.
If you do the walk, see if you can find the big rock on the coast with a rope dangling from it. We climbed up to the top of it for a better view.
Kevla
Friday, March 4, 2011
Boss New Lesson: The Balloon Monster
I've decided to try and make my lessons a bit more exciting this year. Today I had grade 4 for the first time this new school year. They still seem like little 3rd graders to me.
For the first 20 minutes my co teacher banged on in Korean about the rules of the classroom and all that boring stuff. And for some reason she said 미국사람(American person) and 중국사람(Chinese person) a lot. I'm sure she doesn't think I'm Chinese-American!
Anyway the last 20 minutes of the lesson was mine. I brought in about 300 balloons and gave one to each student, then laughed my backside off as they tried with all their might to blow them up. They just didn't have the lung power and their faces turned as red as the Kimchi they'd had for breakfast.
So for the first lesson, I went round blowing everyones balloon up for them. Then my co-teacher went down to the science labs and brought back 15 balloon pumps...why the hell do we have 15 balloon pumps!? How often does this happen.
So the second lesson was much more of a success. The kids used their pumps to blow up their balloons, then me and my co-teacher went round and tied the balloons for them 'cos their little fingers weren't strong enough.
We gave them all a board marker and they drew a face on the balloon and wrote their names too.
Now for the fun part: one-by-one we went round the classroom saying the alphabet. The first student said "a". The second "b", third "c" and so on...
All the time, the evil Dr. Dunn(me), was waiting for one of them to slip up and make a mistake. You see, Dr. Dunn HATES balloons and particularly HATES 4th graders having fun. So when little Ji Sung gets a letter of the alphabet wrong, Dr. Dunn darts across the classroom with his special balloon bursting wand(a pen!), to were Ji Sung is sat, and BANG! ...it's all over for Ji Sung's balloon!
The kids loved this game and went mental, most of them wanting to become Dr. Dunn's apprentice and wield a special balloon bursting wand.
At the end of the lesson, I asked a question to the kids who still had a balloon, "What is the capital city of America?" Surprisingly few kids knew this, usually only one or two per class, and gave the winner a Snickers.
For the first 20 minutes my co teacher banged on in Korean about the rules of the classroom and all that boring stuff. And for some reason she said 미국사람(American person) and 중국사람(Chinese person) a lot. I'm sure she doesn't think I'm Chinese-American!
Anyway the last 20 minutes of the lesson was mine. I brought in about 300 balloons and gave one to each student, then laughed my backside off as they tried with all their might to blow them up. They just didn't have the lung power and their faces turned as red as the Kimchi they'd had for breakfast.
So for the first lesson, I went round blowing everyones balloon up for them. Then my co-teacher went down to the science labs and brought back 15 balloon pumps...why the hell do we have 15 balloon pumps!? How often does this happen.
So the second lesson was much more of a success. The kids used their pumps to blow up their balloons, then me and my co-teacher went round and tied the balloons for them 'cos their little fingers weren't strong enough.
We gave them all a board marker and they drew a face on the balloon and wrote their names too.
Now for the fun part: one-by-one we went round the classroom saying the alphabet. The first student said "a". The second "b", third "c" and so on...
All the time, the evil Dr. Dunn(me), was waiting for one of them to slip up and make a mistake. You see, Dr. Dunn HATES balloons and particularly HATES 4th graders having fun. So when little Ji Sung gets a letter of the alphabet wrong, Dr. Dunn darts across the classroom with his special balloon bursting wand(a pen!), to were Ji Sung is sat, and BANG! ...it's all over for Ji Sung's balloon!
The kids loved this game and went mental, most of them wanting to become Dr. Dunn's apprentice and wield a special balloon bursting wand.
At the end of the lesson, I asked a question to the kids who still had a balloon, "What is the capital city of America?" Surprisingly few kids knew this, usually only one or two per class, and gave the winner a Snickers.
Tuesday, March 1, 2011
Lent
6 months in Korea has absolutely battered my body. There has been a constant flow of alcohol and cigarettes.
So now I've decided for Lent I'm gonna try and give up alcohol. Except for Paddy's day of course. That would be a crime against humanity to not get bladdered on Paddy's!
But the other 45 days I am going to attempt to keep off the juice. Who's with me? (A resounding "sod off" from everyone who reads Scouse Kimchi I guess!)
So now I've decided for Lent I'm gonna try and give up alcohol. Except for Paddy's day of course. That would be a crime against humanity to not get bladdered on Paddy's!
But the other 45 days I am going to attempt to keep off the juice. Who's with me? (A resounding "sod off" from everyone who reads Scouse Kimchi I guess!)
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