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I showed my sixth grade students The Tale of Mr Morton today. Before showing them the video, I got down on one knee and mimed proposing.
"What am I doing?"
"Amanda Teacher! Anyang station! 돈이 주세요!" Give me money, please.
Ah, apparently I was begging at the subway station. I burst out laughing. My students are so funny sometimes. (As a side note, only six students out of five classes of about 35 students each knew what a typewriter was. I don't mean only six students knew the English term; only six students knew what it was!)
Good Man and I had jokbal for dinner tonight. It was loud because all these company men were drinking after work but the pigs' feet dish was delicious. Can you see the toes?

When the table behind us cleared out I begged Good Man to ask the server if I could get the four empty soju bottles they'd left for my project.
Good Man wanted me to take the photos from where we were or to grab them myself. But I had my prime lens and the table was too cluttered to shoot. Since I was the only foreigner in the place, I was too embarrassed to grab the bottles myself. He asked the woman, who gave us the bottles and asked why we needed them.
"Pictures."
She asked if I was taking pictures for a job (or something like that) and Good Man said yes.
I did get the shot I wanted. Actually, several shots I wanted. Also figured out why the lens wasn't autofocusing and fixed that, though I shot manual focus and eyeball exposure.
