I go Korea!
On Feb. 1, I arrive in Korea (yes, South Korea) for a year of teaching English in Incheon. Why? How?It started last summer, when I was sitting in the woods with my best friends, lamenting my lack of foreseeable future. Kim had great plans to move to Seattle, and Ellen was about to return to Asia for the third time--this time on her way to Korea. They had direction that I envied, as I popped the top on another PBR and sighed disconsolately at the idea of my upcoming student teaching. After that, I would be certified to teach, but then what? "You could try to get a job around Boise," they said. At 23, was I already doomed to settle in a beat-up southern Idaho town, living for those Fridays I could escape to the urban bliss of Boise? Please, God, not yet!"You could go to grad school," they said. I was much too poor for that, and lacked the focus after four years of undergrad. "Maybe the Peace Corps," I said. It always seems like a good idea."Don't do that," Ellen said. "Come to Korea instead." I thought about it. Just for a year...and I'd still get to travel...and teach...and get PAID. I took another sip."Okay. I will." Six months later, here we go.
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