The weeks end

Friday July 19
Friday's are tough. I think I post about it every Friday.  The Friday classes I teach are boring.  It is hard to keep my kids attention on class instead of thinking about the weekend. One crier today. Shawn from Denmark.  It was at the end of the day too. Literally 15 minutes until the bell rang. He took out his colored pencils (we were not using them). He said he had no black. I was checking everyones work with a black colored pebcil. His colored pencils are plastic pencil bodies, this one was a paper body (where you have to pull the string to expose more lead). I told him to put the pencils away... he just said no black no black... he puts them away and cries. Kate comes in to tell one of the students to take a different bus... she looks at him, looks at me, and I give her the I have no idea what is going on look. She smiles and leaves. 5 minutes before the bell Louise comes in to make sure everyone is getting all of their stuff.  She sees him sobbing and asks what wrong.  He says "my colored pencils" and she just nids her head and says okay. I give him the black one I had and he stopped.  Almost the same thing happened several weeka ago with Andy in France.  He did not have a red and was getting upset. I gave him the red I use to check work and he calmed down. These kids and their colored pencils. 
For my 1st graders, they have them fill out sheets now for speakers corner. The kids dont like it. I dont like it. It makes what was normally a more fun and lighthearted class on Friday more of a chore.
The 10 year olds behaved pretty well today. We finished early and I took them to the seminar room and we watched adventure time. They enjoyed it and laughed.  They understood it much better than the kindy kids. Not perfectly but enough to not be scared.  I think one of thw girls may have a crush on me. She wrote a note in korean to her friend. Then the friend held it up for me to see as I was on the other side of the classroom.  The girl who wrote it got really embarrassed, and the friend that held it up was giggling.  The friend then put it in my basket with what appeared to be a translation.  Needless to say They did not keep it there for long.  It could have just been a note saying I hate Eric teacher... but both of them try hard in class and try to give me a hard time. Kind of like what I used to do when I had crushes on teachers.
After work I went home and slept. I did not feel well all say. Very congested.  I could not tell if allergies or something else that has been going around. I wanted to rest because of the chicken and beer festival in daegu tomorrow.  We all met up at 830 and went to go watch Pacific Rim... interesting movie. They could have made it great... but character development, script,  chemistry,  and story telling were all sub par. There is so much you could do with robots fighting monsters. They didn't.
I went home and then to bed.