Cookies!

Don't touch my cookies.

Mmmmm.

Mmmmm.

Mmmmm.

The time has come for the Korean kids to get a little vacation. The typical school year begins March 1st and ends mid-February. Instead of one extended summer break, the school year is fragmented by about one month in August, and one month in January.

For us English teachers, vacation time means English Camp. Luckily, for most native teachers, the camp schedule is only about 4 hours a day for a few weeks. It also gives us a chance to actually bond with some students each day over an extended period instead of the usual 40 minutes per week.

This camp, I was provided the unique opportunity to teach the students a little about baking cookies. I think for many American kids, baking cookies is a pretty standard thing. Not in Korea. Since the children don't learn how to bake cookies, the parents obviously don't know how either.

By the end of the camp, all the teachers were interested in how to bake cookies, so I held a special class for the adults who wanted in on the fun. Who would've thought, I, of all people, would be: A. teaching children as an occupation. And B. the baking master.

Good Views.

These days, the weather is hot and sticky, which leaves me feeling slightly stinky, even after a shower. The upside is when the rain greets us with a nice cool presence. On days when the rain has passed before the afternoon comes, the skies often fill up with white beauties. Reminds me a bit of home. Enjoy.

From the East.

To the South.

To the East.

Up high.

Down below.

In the sky.

Blacks, browns, and yellows.

Watermelon...yum.

My ladies.