
My Chungdahm teaching career is finished. I don't think it has totally set in yet that I won't have to go back. I was way too tired from the baziollion things I had to do this week to really pay attention to the fact that I most likely won't see many of my co-workers again or any of my students. It is harder to say goodbye to the Korean staff that I have met at school. Even if it doesn't happen there is the thought that you might run into some of your fellow foreign teachers back home or look them up if you find yourself in their hometown. I will miss the girls I worked with and hope to keep in touch!
I was a bit sad that the students I had this term were going to be my last. Not that they were horrible, but I had less of a connection with them than past students sans one class. On my last Thursday I had a "snack party" where I brought in cup of Ramen and they supplied cookies and we sat around to chat and watch the simpsons. The students surprised me by decorating my classroom with christmas lights and balloons. The gesture reminded me that I will miss parts of this job and that while I doubt I will teach again I really did like some aspects of my job these past few years.

The Christmas lights that my students brought in

When I had to take these down one of them popped in my eye.

Final Class party
The last weekend was a blur. I had to get my stuff packed, thrown away and well, gone by Friday night, which was a surprise. I ended up hauling my stuff in a cab to Nates in the middle of the night on Friday. I then spent the weekend hanging with my chingu and biting my nails, wondering what the next year had in store.