Archive for November, 2006

Problem pooch

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As of now, the weather outside is too cold for Yoshi to stay on our veranda for extended periods of time. We used to keep him on the veranda while we went to work. He could look outside, and even if he made a noise, he couldn’t bother anyone walking by our apartment. Now  we need to keep him indoors as we go to work.

We purchased a cage in preparation for winter a few months ago, and started training him by keeping him in the cage overnight while we sleep. Yoshi no longer has any problems with his sleeping cage, but it’s much too small to keep him inside while we go to work. A solution was to choose a room and make a larger place for Yoshi where he couldn’t destroy anything.

The majority of the computer room was given over to Yoshi. His cage can fit under the large computer desk, and the rest of the room is now his playground while we go to work. We set up a barrier made from an unused clothes hanger turned on its side and taped together to protect the computer, which sits in the lower part of the desk. 90% of the floor is now owned by Yoshi, where I get a small space for my chair to write.

The problem with this new arrangement is that Yoshi is now sitting inside a room that shares the outer wall of the apartment. We are the first apartment on our line, so whenever anyone from our side of the building enters or leaves, they go by our door. When Yoshi hears keys rattling, he sometimes barks. This is a new thing. He’s been nearly silent for months, but now he’s barking at anything outside the door when one of us isn’t home with him. He’s usually quiet when we are both home, but when one of us leaves he barks. This is unacceptable, because it’s the one rule we’ve vowed not to break with the security guard. As long as Yoshi isn’t known as a dog that barks, no one cares that we have him.

There have be several ideas suggested. We’ve been punishing him when he barks, but this doesn’t work well. It’s harder to reward the absence of a negative behavior than to punish a negative behavior. We asked a vet about a training collar. Some collars spray a citrus smell that repulses some dogs when they detect a dog barking. We know someone that swears by his collar, but the vet said they didn’t work on some dogs. Tests with lemon scented items showed that Yoshi loved them, so we have no idea if this expensive product would work.Another idea would be to improve the sound insulation to this room, blocking up some of the window to block the sounds from the outside. I’d like to keep the window free to sunlight however, so I don’t think this is very possible either.

Challenge and answer

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In class today, we were doing an activity in groups. The students had to answer the question, "What do you want to eat?" then write down three of their favorite foods. Then they had to ask their friends what they liked. This meant I got to spend the time looking at the students drawings and helping them learn English words for Korean foods.

One of the students in the class transfered from another level. He is older than the other students and got moved down because he isn’t as good as other students his age. He’s also new in the school, and doesn’t have any friends in the class. He doesn’t sit by anyone, so he had no one to do the "friends" section of the activity. I told him he could write down my favorite foods so he wouldn’t feel alone.

When listing favorite foods, I did three foods from the lesson, then added a fourth Korean food so he could continue drawing. Some of my favorite food is Korean, so I have no problem localizing the materials for the students to be more comfortable. Watching students draw pizza all day is boring. For some reason, when I got back to looking at his paper, he hadn’t drawn my fourth word. Instead he had drawn some sort of boat or ship. He pointed to it and said in Korean, "What is this in Korean? What is it? Tell me! Speak Korean!"

I don’t like being talked down to in Korean, and I really don’t appreciate being treated like a dog that is expected to perform a trick. I told him, "No, I’m not going to do that. This is an English class. I’m going to teach you English. That looks like a boat. Is it a boat?" He wouldn’t tell me what his picture was, so I let it drop and went back to the students that were doing the activity and having a lot of fun.

The loner boy then out his hand up in a fist and shouted to his classmates in Korean, "American Teachers are so dumb! They don’t understand anything in Korean! We shouldn’t listen to them! Ha ha ha!"

His revolution was very short lived. I shouted back in Korean, "Oh Yeah?! I understand every single word you say. Be quiet, please."

He got a sort of "Oh Shi—" look on his face, then rather quickly got to the business of trying to be my best friend in class. If there was something on the board, he wanted to erase it. If there was something to be said, he tried to say it. If he thought I wouldn’t notice that he had basically just attempted to challenge my authority in class entirely, it didn’t work. I saw right through what he was doing, because I know his type.

A certain kind of student needs to challenge their teachers before they will attempt any sort of meaningful work in class, The challenge doesn’t always have to be logical. He knew I could speak English, but wanted to see if I could speak Korean even though that’s not what we study in class. He could have just as easily asked me to race, or to fold a piece of paper into the shape of a frog if he wanted to. He wanted something to hold over me. If I had failed his challenge, he would have started trying to undo any control I had in class.

I wouldn’t be surprised if he did his homework for the first time today.

So, what you’re telling me is, you like to eat poop?

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Pepero Day happens to be my favorite corporation contrived confection based holiday. It’s on November 11th, which is also Armistice Day, but hey, we don’t celebrate the end of World War I with little sticks dipped in chocoloate, so forget about that. It’s all about Pepero day in school when they day approaches. Friendships are won and lost based on the amount of candy a parent is willing to buy for their children.

With the holiday falling on a weekend this year, my students might be tempted to either forget to give me Pepero, which isn’t wise. I’m quite the fan of Pepero, and Pepero Day means free candy, so I’m all for it. Students might also act as if I wouldn’t know about Pepero Day being a foreigner and wait until Monday to re-gift some of their less desirable knock off brand sticks to me in an attempt to win favor while getting rid of bad candy at the same time. I am not fooled by imitations, and I demand the real thing. Lotte brand Almond Pepero is what I tell my students to bring me if they are going to bring me anything at all. Too many sticks of the bad stuff causes stomachaches.

As a sort of fun exercise at the end of the class, I did a quick lesson about Pepero Day. I asked them when it was, what they did, and what their favorite kind of Pepero was. I got a variety of responses. Some real, some funny. Most students liked the traditional flavors:

  • Plain Pepero - A crunchy stick dipped in chocolate
  • Nude Pepero- A crunchy stick outside, chocolate inside
  • Almond Pepero- Plain Pepero with Almonds
  • White Pepero- White Chocolate Pepero
  • Dark Pepero- Dark Chocolate Pepero
  • Long Pepero- Pepero of various lengths, from the size of a pencil to a golf club dipped in chocolate

Some of my sillier students came up with some alternate flavors of snacks such as:

  • Fish Pepero- Fish dipped in chocolate
  • Chicken Pepero- A chicken leg dipped in chocolate
  • Hot Pepero- A red pepper flavored stick of Pepero

The worst fake flavor was "Dung Pepero". The student that said it was simply being funny, but I immediately stopped class to find out more about this "Flavor". The girl (!) pantomimed the act of deficaition, then pretended to stick her finger in the imaginary poop. She then held up her finger and said, "Dung Pepero!" This finger dipped in imaginary "chocolate" was one of the funniest and most disgusting things I’ve ever seen a student do. I was laughing and was too grossed out to follow up with any questions after that.

All signs point to something other than me.

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My director pulled me aside to explain that a parent of one of my students was going to sit in class. I was actually warned an entire class before the parent arrived, so I had time to make sure to have a good lesson prepared. The parent was coming in to watch my class because his daughter felt that the book was too hard. I told my director that I agreed with the parent.

The book I use for the class is much too hard for them. However, it wasn’t exactly my choice. Since I’m not fluent in Korean, and no Korean teacher helps me with comprehension with the text book, I don’t worry about if the students completely understand the story. We read the story a few times in class. Students are expected to read the book a few times for at home for comprehension, and to look up new words they don’t know in a Korean dictionary. We also read once for repetition in class, and pronunciation whenever possible.

I make puzzles and do activities to help with comprehension, but I never grade lessons based on how much a student understands. If they can read and pronounce the words, and they can explain some definitions of the words in English, I’m more than happy. We use the lessons in the book that teach grammar, phonics, new words, and writing exclusively since comprehension is basically a lost cause.Non-fluent Korean speakers can’t be expected to translate the entire story for students. It’s beyond my ability. I do my best to explain, in English, the story, and I also do my best to make the story as easy as possible, but I can’t do anything more than I’m already doing.

I went into class knowing the camera and microphones for listening were on. The parent was in the other room listening to everything I said. I did the single best class I’ve ever taught at that level ever. No student dared to misbehave because of the camera. The lesson I chose was challenging, but actually was material we had reviewed before.  I knew how to explain the lesson easily. Any questions the students had, I could answer. Any exceptions to the rules or special cases were explained without issue. Everything just worked, and I got done much more than I expected. I walked out of class thinking to myself, "Self that was a damn fine lesson. Be proud of yourself for that. Everyone understood, and everyone showed they could do it. Nothing more could have been accomplished in that 50 minutes."

I take pride in my work, but I’m also open to criticisms when students have a hard time, and when parents take the time to see what is going on in class. I really want them to understand that I’m trying as hard as I can to teach the ten to twelve students I see in class.

I went to see the parent. He was sitting in the office, but no one was going to be translating for me. The man spoke some garbled English phrases, but basically he asked me, "Why aren’t you teaching comprehension? My daughter can’t listen to your lesson, and she’s not interested in class because she doesn’t understand everything that is happening in the story." I had walked into the office for consultation with the books in hand, and an attendance record. I knew what I was going to be getting into.

The student in question was relatively new, and never went through the mid-year level assessment tests when she was placed in class. It’s very likely she was placed by age instead of by ability. I can’t say this, because this would imply we didn’t place her in the proper level when we enrolled her. I don’t know who put her at the level she was in.

I also had a record of how many times the girl had done homework in the past month since she had joined the class. She hadn’t done homework five times in the past month. I see students three times a week, so this particular girl was missing at least a homework lesson a week. Specifically, she never looked up new words in a Korean dictionary when she didn’t know them, the single biggest problem with comprehension. The girl in question has never, ever, participated in class. Never volunteered, asked to read, answered a question, or spoke. She’s so quiet and non-participatory, she might as well not even come to class. She never asks questions, so I have no idea how much she knows. Is this my fault? I call on everyone every single class, but trying to get an answer out of a stone is impossible.

I couldn’t exactly say, "Hey, she doesn’t know what’s going on because she never does her homework or asks any questions!" because the man said he helped his daughter very often. He said he studied the unit with his daughter "many times" before she came to class. Whatever he’s doing, it doesn’t seem to coincide with my lessons, because she’s never completing the work I assign, or if she is, she isn’t getting this concerned parent to sign it for her.

I tactfully pointed out that the girl had missed a significant number of assignments I had given her, then told him that short of handing out a Korean translation of the text, there was nothing more I could do to aid her comprehension. I told him that my students in class participate and do other units of the book, but I can’t do much more than help the students figure it out for themselves. It’s the downside of working with foreigners. I can tell you how to pronounce a world, but I might not be able to explain what it means in a satisfactory manner in your language. I am not a native Korean speaker. No amount of complaining would be changing the fact that I can’t explain what everything means.

He said that he thought my lesson was excellent, but that I needed to focus on listening and comprehension more so that this student would be more interested. I told him that in a class with fourteen or more students, there is absolutely no way I can just let everyone speak all the time. It’s simply not going to be productive. I can call on individuals and see what the know, but I have to direct the lesson. Otherwise it’s a complete waste of time. I’d love the girl to understand the interesting stories we read, but having her read and pronounce things correctly was why I get paid. Everything else she takes away from the class is a bonus. She has a Korean teacher for this reason specifically. I’m not responsible for some of the things students need to learn to improve in class because we have Korean teachers that focus on those skills.

They use different books however. Plenty of other students seem to follow what was going on, and lots of other students passed my comprehension quiz at the beginning of class today. Is this girl struggling because she is new? Is it because she doesn’t do homework? Is it because of the book? Is it because of my lesson being stronger in other areas that I deem more worthwhile? It’s probably a combination of all these things.

When my director finally came in to listen and get involved, she mentioned that there were other parents concerned about the level of the book, and that there were lower levels at the same time that might make a more suitable fit for a student struggling with the material. Stubborn parents won’t let us change the book until it is completed, so we’re basically stuck with either a book that is too hard or parents that complain about another book purchase.There are other activities of value in the book, even if the students don’t understand everything 100%, so we aren’t changing. I don’t think the students need to always focus on comprehension anyway if the book is much too hard.

What really gets under my skin is when parents that are obviously concerned, but don’t have all the information, try to tell me how to do my job. If this was one of my better students that always did homework and never did better, I’d be worried. When students that consistently don’t do homework and never participate, it’s a forgone conclusion they will struggle. I was civil about it, and I walked out of class happy that a struggling student had a parent willing to come into the school and find out what was going on with his daughter’s education. That’s a positive sign at least that shows me there is a chance of improvement.

Elite Beat Agents

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Osu! Tatakae! Ouendan
Osu! Tatakae! Ouendan!

Ouendan, as previously mentioned numerous times, is my favorite Male Japanese cheerleader based music game. It’s actually my only game where Japanese cheerleaders help people by shouting at them and cheering for them in stressful situations. It’s full of J-rock goodness, and while I can’t understand a word of it, is a very, very good game. However, it’s been approved upon in every way by it’s sequel: Elite Beat Agents.
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Strip out the Japanese cheerleaders, replace them with secret government music "Agents" that dance to cheer on people. Strip out the J-rock and replace it with a fair mix of new and old music across many genres. Then, improve on every single minor annoyance left in Ouendan to make the best (rhythm) game on the Nintendo DS hands down. This is an upgrade to the series in huge way.

Gone are the few glaring problems that Ouendan had. No longer do songs have unskippable cutscenes that double the length of their play time. Every single song allows you to skip to a few seconds before the timing sequences begin so that if you fail, you don’t have go crazy watching the same introduction scene over and over (Ready! Steady! Go! I’m looking at your direction!)

Not only are the songs really good covers of popular songs (even if I don’t like them all), the fact that you can unlock a few more songs after the main game ends is an excellent change to the formula. In Ouendan, the only benefit of going back to previous levels was for points. These points would eventually allow you to achieve a higher rank. For what purpose? Nothing really. Now, those points and ranks are used to unlock three new songs that are added to your play list once you reach the proper level. This is a fantastic incentive to go back and actually do better at songs you struggled on instead of getting the lowest rank possible just to open up new content. It also means I’ll probably be playing this game for a much longer time, as I suck horribly at some of the levels, and I’ll want to open up ever song I can.

The reason I want to open up all the songs is that there are new stories and new characters on each stage. These characters have cameos in other levels, but you get a new story and situation each time you unlock a new level. The final stage is an epic struggle that features all the characters in a fight for survival. It’s totally awesome set to a Rolling Stones song!. The last song is much better this time around, because while it might be really hard to survive the level, it’s actually one of my favorite songs on the play list. I didn’t mind the hour it took for me to beat it.

The "hard" difficulty I just unlocked is going to keep me busy for a while too. The difficulty is on par with Ouendan, which is to say it goes from easy songs to progressively more difficult, but with practice you can improve. Only the last five songs of the game on Normal required a few hours to pass. For "S" ranks, I’ll need to put in a lot more time. For someone that can do reasonable well at the easier levels of Ouendan, you might be able to beat the game quickly, but the harder levels are much tougher. Get ready to play this game for a while if you want to see it all.

The multiplayer allows for single/multiple cart competitive play, as well as co-op (!) play. Awesome. You can even save and trade replays with people and compete against them as "ghosts". Saving your best replays? That’s only going to increase the desire to go back and get a high score for bragging rights.

This was one of my most anticipated titles of the year, and it’s exceeded my expectations. I played the entire normal setting today, and beat it. I only stopped due to hand cramps and eye strain. I can’t recommend this game enough. Right now, it’s probably in my top five favorites of the entire system, and I’ve only had it for a day. It’s unseated Ouendan as my favorite music game, and will probably spawn a huge cult following in America. As good as Ouendan was, and as popular that was, I’m actually kind of afraid of the band wagon that Elite Beat Agents will create on Internet message forums.There was a period of months where all anyone would talk about is male cheerleading, and now we’ve got a game good enough in the same genre, made by the same people, to put that to shame. There might not be much more to talk about on the Nintendo DS scene for a while as people discover this excellent title.

The Prestige

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Batman vs. Wolverine!? SWEET.

My wife and I were talking about how we hadn’t been out to see a movie in ages. There has been nothing playing on the theater that interested us of late, so when my wife saw a preview for "The Devil Wears Prada" that was playing at a local theater, it was all but decided we’d go see it. We were going to head to the theater together on a bus she rides that stops right outside my place of employment.

Due to bad timing (or luckily, depending on your point of view), we missed the slowing of "The Devil wears Prada". We were determined to watch a movie, so we checked to see what else was playing. My wife was the one that suggested "The Prestige". I knew nothing about it before I looked it up online to check out it’s ratings.

My thought process went something like this, "Wait, Wolverine and Batman are in a movie with Lost in Translation Woman , and this is directed by the Memento guy? I’ve heard enough. Let’s go!"

At the very beginning of the movie, the narrator prompts you to watch closely while slowly panning over a group of discarded top hats in the middle of a forest. What could it mean? No worry, it all makes sense in the end. The movie is about two magicians and how their lives are slowly ruined in a bid to outdo each other’s fanciful tricks. Throw in some great behind the scenes magic and some period costumes and you’ve got yourself an interesting film. The backstabbing "Tit for tat" escalation that slowly consumes both magicians is very interesting. The way that they try to outdo each other, and who will get the last laugh is what keeps you watching.

I had my eyes peeled the entire movie and was able to guess about 75% of the ending before it was officially time for the "twist". The whole showmanship of magic and how you have to leave an audience wondering, otherwise it would simply be impossible to believe and not nearly as entertaining was neat. The entire cast was outstanding, but David Bowie as Nikola Tesla was awesome. Michael Caine is always good as well.

While it wasn’t our first pick, we walked out happy to have finally gotten around to seeing a movie in the theater again.

Chasing a Cult that Hunts Kids?

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Hunt Kids
This story is actually replacing a place called "Baby Hunt". Perhaps there is a ban on infants and they’ve moved on to poaching a large age group?

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This is the very next store. Pretty much sums up the fashion industry pretty well, don’t you think?

Say what you will about image quality, but having a camera phone has really increased the likelihood that I’ll post Engrish on this blog. The likelihood exploded exponentially when I figured out a way to get my pictures off my phone and directly to my website if I so chose (a moblog, if you don’t mind stupid Internet buzz words).

Now it’s a matter of finding all those silly signs and stores that I used to walk past because I couldn’t be bothered to bring my camera everywhere I went after my first year. While stores used to give me a hassle about bringing in a camera to take pictures of funny sounding products, asking someone to do without a phone in South Korea is tantamount to heresy in the Vatican. My next phone will probably be purchased, whenever that is, with the express "moblog" and or "engrish" posts in mind exclusively. Other than the occasional call or a few text messages a day, it’s all I use my phone for these days.

Nude Candy and the most toxic thing on a stick

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Nude Candy
Nude candy? It’s got a wrapper, so what’s the deal?

It should be noted that "nude" can sometimes mean a different thing here. Hot dogs on sticks with breading that Americans would call "corn dogs" are in fact known as "Hot Dogs" here. This is, of course, ignoring the fact that these "Hot Dogs" occasionally have French fries encrusted into the breading and come rolled in sugar and ketchup on top from vendors on the street.

It takes a lot to make an American hot dog laced in chili and cheese look healthy in comparison, but Koreans have managed to surpass the US for "things no person should possibly eat". Jimmy Dean is firing back with this "food(?) on a stick" (as long as you define food loosely) however, so Korea has to figure out a way to incorporate tobacco and or alcohol into their next hot dog creation to really be the nation known for  "most toxic thing served on a stick".

But wait, If a breaded hot dog isn’t a corn dog, So, what are plain hot dogs on sticks called? What does this have to do with a picture of candy? Well, an unbreaded hot dog on a stick is called a "nude dogs".

This candy isn’t an alternative to something deep fried and wrapped in sugar and French fries (at least that I know of), so why it is called a "nude" candy is beyond me. In the same aisle was a treat with the name of  "Sexy & Love" candy. Perhaps these should be given together that would create an alchemic reaction of epic proportions.

Incompatible.

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I have a class three times a week that is sometimes extremely frustrating. There is a girl I am simply incompatible with and we have more disagreements and student teacher "challenge" moments than is necessary on a weekly basis for both of us. I’m a fairly forgiving guy, and I don’t go into class trying to make enemies with anyone, but this girl seems to think it’s her duty to make my life hell when I walk into the door.

Today, she and her friends tried to organize some sort of protest against reading the book in class. The boys in the class would read when prompted, but all but one girl wouldn’t say a word. I read through the entire story once, asking the girls to follow along. After the story was over, I told the student that head read to continue on doing their written work, and I’d just read the entire story again with the quiet students. Seeing as I am a pronunciation and speaking teacher trying to help the students through reading, this is the point of me being in the class. I know they don’t understand most of our stuff, and I try my best to explain, but sitting around in class when the very minimum required is trying to read something is just asking for it.

"Sorry, no, you pay me to fix your pronunciation, speak or just go home after your hour with the Korean teacher before my class. I won’t miss you."

I read the stories again, and even the boys joined us worried that I was close to my boiling point. As soon as we had finished reading and defined words for the next unit, the naughty silent girl ran up and grabbed a paper ball I had confiscated earlier. She wanted to throw it against a wall  like she had been doing earlier in class. I was busy writing the homework for the class on the board, so I didn’t see her until she had already grabbed it. One of the boy students asked her what she was doing, and tried to trip her as she walked back to her seat with the paper ball. She flipped out and screamed louder than anyone I’ve ever heard yell in my entire life. The boy was, of course, forced to retaliate or lose face when threatened by this bully of a girl, so he yelled back. I asked the girl to leave, since she started the problem getting the ball when she shouldn’t have in the first place.

I had 10 minutes left in class and studying was basically impossible at this point. I told the students to copy down their homework while I went to explain why I had kicked out the silent, now screaming girl out from my class again.  My director and head teacher were both eating dinner in the teacher’s room, so they got to hear my explanation and scold their girl. She came back into class weeping, which actually is a huge problem. The other girls made her into a martyr against the mean foreign teacher. They pulled together to get revenge against their mean foreign teacher while the girl swore under her breath.

I walked out of class about five minutes after that and went to see my director and head teacher. I complained that almost all the girls are giving me constant problems, and while the boys curse in class, at least they read when they must. The girls got pulled aside and scolded again. I think, as I was preparing to leave the school, that the teachers were trying to find a way to spread the students out to other classes so that these particular girls wouldn’t be together anymore. I’ll actually try to follow up on that request and see if I can get the worst girl banned from any classes. We have multiple levels, and there are classes of the same level I don’t teach. Move the worst girl there and I can break the other more impressionable students lacking their role model.