Volley Ballin'

Every Wednesday I play volleyball in the school gymatorium (gym + auditorium) with all of the teachers at my school.  By no means is anyone particularly "good," they all kind of either run from the ball (see: the little ladies) or completely wail on it (me, and the men, haha). Every time I hit the ball at all, they are amazed. They always say, "Mandi you are so strong!"

I told them to "look mean." From left to right: Vice Principal, music teacher, science, korean, social studies, groundskeeper, me, secretary, cook, math teacher.... best friends!

The gang: vice principal, music, korean, science, social studies, gym, groundskeeper, secretary, cook, math, english (ellen)

Today we had a lot of fun. In the past, it's gotten a little too competitive, and I didn't really have so much fun. But today, there was a lot of laughing and joking. I hammed it up, did some cartwheels when I scored a point, and everyone screamed in laughter. When I missed a spike (hah!) I pretended to be dead on the ground and everyone screamed even louder. It was fun today. Everyone was too lazy to keep score so we just played for like two hours, then ate a delicious meal of fried pork

"Mandi.... watch me"

I told him to "be funny." hahaa

In very sad news, today, two of my students, a brother and a sister, stole money from another student (about 20 bucks) and hopped on a bus to Masan, about an hour away. They ran away because their mom ditched them at some boarding house last year (very common actually), moved to Masan with her new boyfriend, and never came back for them. They haven't seen or heard from her in over a year. Today in computer class, the boy found a picture of her online and began to cry, because he missed her. No one is exactly sure when they got away or if they really did go to Masan, it's just speculation, but they were gone after lunch. The police and the boarding school were called and everything. Just, really sad stuff.


More soon,
<3 M