My co-teacher called it a monsoon. Doesn't the word monsoon inspire intense ideas like fear and panic? And does it not belong in the same category as words like earthquake, twister, natural disaster? This feels pretty tame...I think it's just a thunderstorm. Whatever it is, I'm actually kind of welcoming the rain, I now have an excuse to catch up on some writing, and later I'm going to get cozy with a glass of Shiraz and Jane Austen.
Now an update
My Korean co-teacher(Jerry is her English name) is six months pregnant and she has been really worried that her baby is going to be a girl. In Korea it's unusual to have more then one or two children, and after Jerry gave birth to her first daughter she had every intention of stopping. With a career and a tiny income she figured that one child was enough. However Jerry's father- in -law pressured her and her husband to keep trying to have children until they were able to have a son. He wants someone to pass on the family name and has said some rather nasty things about having grand-daughters. Jerry's been really stressed about it. Today she got the good news that the baby is a boy. So for the first time since I've met her today she was completely happy and relaxed.
I was happy for her, but it feels so weird to root for a specific gender. Girls are usually met with disappointment here.
No comments:
Post a Comment