But first, some pictures of my students and their work:
This playground is out behind the school. There’s a park there; when we went outside, I accidentally yelled at a bunch of kids thinking they were my students, and I realized my mistake when they looked at me funny. Poor guys.
My students made ‘chain stories’ of sports games to hang up outside my office.
My students are artists:
‘Frank’ looks like he plays for the Mets.
Finally, blog readers, Onya says “hi”.
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Monday, I went back down south to Seogwipo for the first time in over a month. Donnaekko is a river that runs near the mountains and the area around the riverbed is classified as a UNESCO World Heritage Site because that way they can get a bunch of people to camp there and play in the water.
The water was freezing but it was near 100 degrees outside so the icy water was refreshing.
Since a lot of teachers have August off all over the island, Jeju has been flooded with tourists from the mainland.
Kate Corr, who is so hard core (hard Corr?) she only eats protein once every two days, was taking some of these people, along with several others, along the part of the riverbed that people don’t usually go; as it heads toward the ocean, the river bank gets steeper and the river has these massive boulders everywhere.
Because it hasn’t rained in a while the water was low, and you could walk “on” the river by jumping from boulder to boulder. After about a 60-minute walk on this ‘trail’, we got to a place Kate calls “Land of the Lost”, which is a stupid name because if were really were a Land of the Lost, there would be plaster dinosaurs just hanging out among the rocks and waterfalls.
However, even if it is no Dinosaur World Theme Park, the scenery was still rugged. Here are some photos:
What a photograph! Kate does her “Nixon” while I stick my hand in my face.
Dakota in the wild; climbing among the rocks reminded me of my childhood back in Wyoming when I would follow a creek for days living off the fish and berries.
Yasmin Abbyad celebrates her perceived freedom, but it is an illusion. Man is born free, but is everywhere in chains.















Good thing I wasn’t on that hike. I had enough trouble on a normal trail in Utah.