There’s really not much more to be said: an ajumma (in this scenario, Korean equivalent to a senile bag lady) came into the English building, hiked up her skirts, and peed at the bottom of the staircase on the floor. A coworker was privileged enough to witness it happen.
In other news, I spent the day cutting out felt horses.
They’re ludicrously cute.
It’s for our reward-board at the back of the class, which we made a horse-racing theme (cuz it’s the year of the horse – so perfect!!!). Whenever a class is well-behaved or everyone brings their homework or generally follows the class rules to the letter, they’re moved forward a notch by one sticker on their race track.
Still not finished, but I’m pleased at their charming creepiness. (My co-teacher wants to find smaller eyes but I argue that’s their main appeal!!)
Oh, start of semester: how your goings-on entertain me.