My Classroom is Swiftly Becoming a Zoo

It all started with a tail-less mouse. Then one class brought in what they call 'frogs eggs' - small pieces of jelly that seemingly expand in water and remind me of tapioca, always a dreaded childhood dessert. And lastly, a student brought in her own tiny snail which her friend had given her, simply for being her friend. I guess as far rewards for being a friend go, that one's difficult to beat. The snail was in a tiny paper cup and it was much too keen to escape, knowing in all probability that its fate was not a hopeful one.

Whilst the children remain entertaining, my inability to catch up on sleep also persists. I spent the early hours of this morning battling with a giant she-mosquito. It's never truly satisfying to kill them in a bloody splatter because you end up staring in horror at a small pool of what is your own blood. Which you can never get back.

Kevin is coming up this weekend and we are hoping to see Transformers. I have been told that I am very uncool for having played with my Transformers in the bath as a child. And the following weekend in the annual Mud Festival at Daechon Beach. I remember my first, predominantly because of:

a) the mud
b) Cara mud-wrestling
c) continuing to find mud long after the weekend had passed.

I have also started a language exchange with a cool guy called Jae-ik. It's always fun but slightly demoralising as I get to teach him vocabulary such as 'high maintenance' and 'liposuction' whilst I linger in the less superior gene pool of 'I go' or 'I am Korrena'. I know, I never fail to impress.