So last week my students spent a little bit of everyday preparing for sports day! Which is just like Field day in the states, except with beer and soju for the grown-ups, therefore Sports trumps Field day.
Thursday Kinder Class, the baby decides to show up with no pants, thats cool, I think pants are overrated, I would have joined her.......ummm if I wouldnt have gotten fired.
Playing with Jenga blocks.
"Oh wait, did I just knock over your tower that you were working on? Sorry but can you really be mad at a face like this????" Damn she got me again
On the cat walk BABY!
On my way to school for sports day I see the old bus I used to ride and the people that I used to ride it with every morning. A quick head nod and they are headed towards Daechi and myself to Midang.
SPORTS DAY IS HERE!
Baby Kinder reppin the mean streets of Midang in her backwards cap. Straight BALLIN!
The rest of the Kinder Crew with their hats, and oversized white gloves. Thats their signature gansta clothing, rather than bandannas they rep White Gloves. Showing respect for the King of POP. RIP MJ. (They made me write that)
The 1st and 2nd grade teacher giving some instructions.
TEN HUT!
Sprints
ummm Photo Finish?
RUN RUN RUN
The elders in the community came a running when they heard Soju and Beer were being served. But like most schools do we make them work for it. Inside the boxes are two students with bags of "goodies". The elders had to line up and walk a bamboo "fishing pole" to the "fishing hole" to get a soju or beer fish.
Inside the bag-o-fish was beer, soju, soap, dried squid, and little other tasty snacks.
The beginning of the relay race. Run to the hula hoops then run to the....
Jumps ropes and then run to my station where you had to climb through a plastic tube.
So maybe giving all the elders alcohol before noon on a day that was 85 degrees wasnt the best idea. Like most parties that start that way the elders got a little rowdy, demanding more and more soju. They flipped a car, torched it, and started chanting. The cops had to come and pepper spray them.
The scene was worse than this......
Then came the kinder race!
We had to have a teacher follow them to make sure the didnt want to turn back and do the tunnels again.
So we had to keep our end of the deal with the elders. After the hostage negotiations, and all seven children were returned in one piece, we promised the elders another game for them to play. They were separated male and females, them co-mingling was the root of the problem. They had to hit a plastic pig with a bamboo pole to the flag, and when the music plays you have to stop and dance! Then race back hitting the pig along the way.
The 1st and 2nd grader teacher dancing with one of the men.
At this point in the events I was volun-told to hold this pole withe a large blue ball on the end.
The following pictures are what I thought was going to be the last things I looked at while on this Earth.
The kinder teacher holding the other teams ball, those are bean filled sacks around her and I.
The objective is for the kids to hurl these sacks at the ball until it bursts. And since the aim and dexterity of 1st graders are not on par with that of Baseball pitchers, it was needless to say I got pelted with some of the "stray" or extremely well aimed sacks to the head and torso. Thank Goodness they didnt aim for the Family Jewels.
The other team won, YES, less welts for me!
The whole school showing off their drumming skills after weeks of practice.
At the end I was being pressured into singing a song at the karaoke machine that was brought out. Since I dont know really know the Korean language, singing Korean is not my forte. Though since I didnt sing they made me dance, which is just clapping and swaying back and forth to them. After half an hour of that, it was an early clock out and a start to a great relaxing weekend.
