Thursday, August 11, 2011

2-4-6-8 Err'body Immigrate

In December of 2009, I landed at Incheon International Airport for the very first time. Eyes wide and full of innocence, I made my way to customs, pretty unsure of what to expect. I looked over the different signs indicating which group of people should go where, and had a difficult time figuring out in which line I belonged. I was certain that I did not belong in the returning Korean citizens line, was pretty sure that the big fancy Visa in my passport disqualified me from the tourist line... this left the immigrant group, but that couldn't possibly be it, I am not an immigrant, I am an American... where was the American line? Hamburger? Anyone?

Then the realization began to dawn, I am an immigrant, and all of the stigmas and stereotypes, benefits, drawbacks and and blatant racism that comes with being assigned this line at customs, suddenly belonged to me. Now that a year and a half has passed since the dawning of my identity at the customs counter, I have found myself frequently examining my role as an immigrant. Is everything I am doing now reflecting not only on myself, but foreigners as a whole, or more specifically, foreign teachers in Korea? Should I be taking offense to the mass numbers of people who come here thinking of it as nothing but a year long vacation, and never acknowledging the fact that Korean families are paying a lot of money for their kids to be educated by foreign teachers?

I will rewind a moment and make the honest statement that in my year and 2 months in South Korea I have felt incredibly welcomed. Almost all of the people I have met here are very hospitable, and any different treatment I have received because I am a foreigner has mostly been embarrassingly in my favor. That being said, the demographic of Korean people who are less than thrilled about the invasion of the foreign English teacher on their homogeneous nation is small, but not insignificant.

When Korean school owners hire foreign teachers, the only contact they have with said teacher before their arrival in Korea is often a simple phone call and a photo. And while many of the foreign teachers here are very qualified for their jobs and their bosses are happy they made the hiring choice they did, it isn't uncommon to come across someone who is, how do I put this nicely... a massive weirdo. The incidence of the weirdo population amongst us immigrants has led to the invention of our technological replacement. I have to imagine that grocery store clerks feel about self checkout lanes the way I feel about this little gadget, designed specifically to replace the foreign weirdo in the Korean classroom. Blog readers (mom)... allow me to introduce you to the aptly named, English Teaching Robot.

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According to an article on i09.com, $45 million will be spent by the South Korean government to bring the English Teaching Robot to 500 preschools and Kindergartens by 2011, and 8,000 schools by 2013. The plan is in motion, if the robot is as successful as tests have indicated it will be, to bring the robot to Elementary schools by 2015. And in all fairness, with how technologically advanced this country is, this robot is maybe not a terrible idea. Honestly, it probably does a much better job than some of my previous coworkers... (see... The Best Outing of a Dick Since Watergate from February, 2010)

The robot is a peaceful solution to the discrimination against the foreign teacher, but some people have taken it a step further. Check out this article from the LA Times entitled "Korean Activists Target Foreign Teachers." (http://articles.latimes.com/2010/jan/31/world/la-fg-korea-english31-2010jan31) The article shines a light on a middle-aged Korean man named Yie Eun-woong, who spends his free time heading an anti foreign teacher organization which specializes in researching (pronounced stalking) foreign teachers with hopes of catching them in an 'immoral act' which they can then report to schools, parents of students, and, when appropriate, Korean authorities. The article says, "Then he follows them, often for weeks at a time, staking out their apartments, taking notes on their contacts and habits." Fun!

A simple Naver (Korea's Google) search of 'Anti English Teacher' brought me to this image, depicting the different sections of an English Teacher's Brain.

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Again, in all fairness, this is a not entirely an unfair stereotype when looking at a small percentage of English teachers in Korea. But, on a larger scale, is this stereotype not applicable to a decent sized demographic in any population? And, to go back to my original question, are all immigrants expected to conduct a personal lifestyle under the assumption that every action will reflect the morals of their race and or immigrant status as a whole?

An article in The Global Post attributes a big uprising of anti-English teacher sentiments to a Halloween party at a club in Seoul in 2008, where several foreign teachers were photographed with scantily clad Korean women. Though these women were dressed in Halloween costumes (which, if you have seen Mean Girls, you understand is synonymous with scantily clad) and were at the party based on their own choosing, the publication of these photos, in the eyes of many Korean traditionalists, reflected negatively on the English teaching population. These photos, mixed with a few highly publicized drug arrests of English teachers, inspired the formation of the activist group "Citizens of Right Education." The group, which currently has over 17,000 members, has a mission of eliminating foreign teachers from South Korea.

Though those who support the presence of foreign teachers in Korea far outnumber those who oppose it, the activists' statements have not been entirely ignored by the government. The activist inspired fear that the spread of HIV was due to the new influx of foreigners has resulted in the mandatory HIV testing of all Visa holders upon entering the country.

This blog post has gone in a different direction than originally intended, and I will leave the examples of anti-immigrant feelings in Korea here. I again feel that I strongly need to emphasize that I do not feel unwelcome in Korea. For every 1 person who dislikes the presence of foreign teachers, there are 100 smiling students and parents thanking us for moving across the world to help educate Korean children.

I guess the biggest thing I have learned from my immigrant status, beside the understanding that my actions do not only reflect myself, but my demographic as a whole, is that we all have to have a bit of understanding for immigrants in own countries. When I returned home last December, I felt aggressively defensive when I heard comments along the lines of, "and my gardener doesn't speak a damn word of English, you are in our country, learn our language." Moving to a new country is a huge life step, one which comes with many challenges you wouldn't expect. Your gardener, waiter, taxi driver, English teacher... they are all working a full time job, and are trying to support themselves and maybe an entire family with probably not a very high paying job. (And not everyone is as lucky as I am to be an immigrant in a country with such great health care...)Learning a language is hard, and you have no right to assume that they are not doing, to the best of their abilities, what they can to learn the native language. The most important thing to remember is that we are all people, and with that human title, you will find a lot of really great individuals, and some massive weirdos in the mix, but you should not judge someone based on their immigrant stamp in a passport.

Much love to you all, unless of course you are Yie Eun-woong...

Peter Teacher

Friday, August 5, 2011

In Sickness and in Health, Until Lunch Time Do We Part



Do you take (Bride/Groom Name) to be your lawful wedded (wife/husband) to have and hold from this day on, for better or for worse, for richer or for poorer, in sickness and in health, as long as you both shall live?

What powerful, truly moving words. These words have brought together bajillons of couples across the world, and have, in all likeliness, been around for hundreds of thousands of years. I would be willing to wager a pretty won piece that these words were spoken over some of the most signifigant weddings of all time. They surly must have been said at the nuptials of Fred and Wilma, they were whispered with quiet elegance at the union of King Louis XVI and Kirsten Dunst, were enunciated loudly and clearly in attempts to drown out the sounds of slot machines as two became one in season 5 of Friends when Ross and Rachel were joined together, and most recently, were said with fun accents as the balding prince married that British woman who may or may not have once been a Spice Girl. So much history, and I, Peter Ramsey Teacher, had the blessed opportunity to be a part of these historic, binding words, just a few weeks ago.

The three couples were aged 6 and under. The joyous occasion occurred on 'role play day' in which the 12 students were meant to experience life outside the comfort bubble of Kindergarten. The 3 boys to 9 girls student ratio unfortunately made marriage impossible for 6 of the students, but they happily joined the audience as they wished the lucky girls who were able to snag a boy the best in their new married life, all the while mentally preparing to buy a bevy of feline life partner substitutes.

Before the weddings, myself and the other foreign teacher, Eric, along with the two Korean teachers who were orchestrating the entire event, helped all of the girls dress up in aprons and hairnets so they can prepare for their future. The boys arrived in nice shirts and ties and were promptly given fake cell phones. Despite the fact that they were all really happy and it was pretty hilarious, I couldn't help but imagine the reaction of Western parents when they were told that their little girl was dressed up in an apron to experience what life would be like in the future.

Next, the three girls who were up for gettin' hitched changed from their aprons into a more appropriate floral table cloth and veil, and the wedding ceremonies began. I was told to play the role of 'father of the bride' and Eric presided over the weddings. The kids were elated to be getting married, and when David was told that he may now kiss the bride, he ignored the Korean teacher's directions to kiss her cheek, and planted a big, wet kiss on Rosie's surprised lips. I will take a brief moment to share with you the story of David and Rosie. These toddlers are in love and have been for quite some time. Being given the opportunity to marry Rosie clearly was a highlight in David's 3 years on Earth. His huge smile and "V" sign in every photo instantly made me forgive the cultural sexism brought on by the aprons. He even was able to go an entire class period without peeing himself, which made the day extra special for them both. Take a look...

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When the weddings were over, the girls broke into groups of three and went into different 'house' stations. Each of the three boys were assigned a house, and in turn, their wife and two live in girls. Polygamists? Bunnies? I guess we will never know. The girls once again put on their aprons and began fussing about their 'kitchens' complete with plastic food sets, and the boys took their phones and sat in a fake car as they went on a 'business trip.' When they returned, it was time to go to sleep. They sprawled themselves out on the floor and went to sleep. David seized the moment, and I watched in amazement as, with one hand, he did the yawn stretch arm around Rosie move, and plopped the other hand right in a place it really should not have been. The next morning, of course, all of the girls woke up pregnant.

Thus, the day of role play came to a close. The couples did not last, Daniel (pictured below) is no longer attending Kid's Land Academy, David is still visably in love with Rosie, but recently she has been giving a lot of attention to the other boy in the class named Lion. I guess being potty trained really is a way to get the ladies, and David has a long way to go.

Until Next Time,

Peter Teacher


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