This past week was the last week of regular school. I made awards for all the kids and told them I was leaving. I felt like such a traitor because I could hear my co-teacher tell them I was moving to Seoul (which isn't true, I'm moving southeast of Seoul). That reminds me, I haven't officially informed the blogosphere - I signed a contract for another year in Korea. This time I'll be working at a public middle school in a place called Seongnam, which is southeast of Seoul. I wanted to move to Ilsan where my friends Chris and Kevin live, but I couldn't find a job there. I'm very happy with my new school though (I mean, I was impressed when I went to visit it), and I'm very excited for a new place! I feel pretty bad leaving my students though... they looked upset. The third graders at my main school followed me around all day to say, "Teacher, I'm sad! Sad!!" and hug me. One of my fourth grade girls broke into sobs and didn't cheer up the entire class. "Teacher, Jiseon is sad..."
Two of my sixth grade boys requested a personal photo.
One of my fourth grade girls made me this sign. It says "Theresa Teacher" in Korean. A lovely gesture, but have I done my job if Chae-lin still can't write the word "teacher" in English?
"Fashion, Teacher!"
Fifth grade, second school. I had an end of semester party, water balloon toss included. I asked permission, but I was worried the homeroom teachers wouldn't like it (I asked my co-teacher's permission and he said it was okay). But the fourth grade teacher stopped me in the hallway to say, "Theresa! Outside, good!" and give me the thumbs up.
It's bad when the kid with the broken arm wins.
Second school first grade. They look so solemn in this picture, but don't let it fool you. I loooooove them.
Second school second grade. I love them too, they are too cute.
Main school sixth grade. 
Main school fifth grade. That's my co-teacher on the right.
Main school fourth grade.
Main school third grade. 
Second school third graders. Please observe their ingenious "cleaning" device. Inseo can fan himself while pushing a swiffer and pulling a small broom. Not a lot of actual cleaning happens during lunch time, but lots of bothering Theresa Teacher does.
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