bookmark_borderPost-25: From a Warlord’s Shrine to Mini-Planetariums in Seoul

I was in Seoul on Saturday. I came upon the following:
I followed the sign.

Most of the denoted points-of-interest were part of the same complex: Nakseongdae Park (낙성대공원). It seemed to be a kind of grand shrine that doubles as a kid’s park. The shrine part of it revolves around a Korean general (or warlord) Kang Gam-Chan who fought the Mongols in the 1000s AD.

PictureStatue of General Kang Gamchan, Southern Seoul

A statue of the general is prominent, and there is a well-and-true shrine to him in a secluded rear area. Incense is kept burning.

Most of the park seems, on weekends, to be occupied by kids riding small bicycles or recklessly piloting electric-powered toy cars. Their wild swerving-around in those little cars cannot help but remind one of a certain stereotype…

PictureSeoul Science Park Entrance

In the photo above, you can see a silver building in the distance, on the top right. That is the place I ended up next.

Walking past the above-described park dedicated to the memory of a long-dead general, something calling itself “Seoul Science Park” materializes on the left. It’s a sprawling complex surrounded by some short walking trails in the hills.

Next to this “Seoul Science Park” there also seems to be a farm plucked right out of rural Jeolla and plopped down in Seoul. I conclude that it is an experimental farm (whatever that means). Why else would it be there?

The most interesting feature of this place was its mini-planetariums (or, “planetaria”, if you insist). At the top of the hill overlooking Seoul Science Park, there is an observatory — that silver structure in the above. It is surrounded by little blue spheres (one is below), into which a person can put his head. On the inside of these spheres are compelling re-creations of the night sky. They are soundproof and “lightproof”, so the sensation I got was of being alone on a cloudless, pitch-black night in a very-non-light-polluted area.


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Skygazing Pavilion at Seoul Science Park / A “mini-planetarium” is in blue on the right

(I was reminded of my mom, who worked on behalf of saving the Arlington Planetarium a few years ago, when it was under threat of demolition).

Walking some more in this area, I see some trees that I presume to be cherry-blossom trees. (See post-16).
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Cherry Blossoms in Seoul

I concluded that this area of Seoul is pretty neat.

bookmark_borderPost-24: High on the Hill “Suribachi”

I remembered an old song, as I was writing post-#23, called “Stars and Stripes on Iwo Jima”. It was sung by the 1930s-and-1940s Country-Western group “Sons of the Pioneers”, and wiki says it reached #4 on the Country charts.
It contains the following line:
“High on the hill Suribachi…
Flies Old Glory, and she always will…
Suribachi” is the name of the high hill that physically dominates Iwo Jima Island.
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Mt. Suribachi from above. [Click to expand]

PictureMarines raising the flag
“high on the hill Suribachi”

The line in that song refers to the raising of the U.S. flag. Every American knows the photo (at right). These lyrics thus make a ‘claim’ to Iwo Jima, proclaiming it “always will” be U.S. soil.

I’d assumed it was made a U.S. possession and remains one.

That’s incorrect. It turns out that Iwo Jima was a U.S. possession for a long time, but was ceremoniously returned to Japan in mid-1968. But, then, “High on the hill Suribachi flies Old Glory, and she will for…twenty-three years” — That just wouldn’t have had as good a ring to it.


bookmark_borderPost-23: On Iwo-Jima Isle / At Iwo Jima Memorial

According to an article, 2.4 million Japanese died while under arms in WWII: 300,000 at sea and 2.1 million on land. 

The remains of over a million of them are unknown, even in 2013. Part of the reason why:

“You might say Japan was characterized as a sort of criminal state that disturbed the world,” he said. “It has been difficult for Japan to openly honor people who fought in the war [WWII] and died.”

PictureScreenshot of Battle of Iwo Jima’s wiki page.
Japanese deaths were 99% of pre-battle strength


Many of these Japanese soldiers died on islands where they made hopeless total-defensive-stands, famously at Iwo-Jima.

(Note: I see that up to a million more Japanese, civilians, died from the firebombings of their big cities, and in the two nuclear attacks of August ’45.  I’ve also heard that one-in-seven of the Hiroshima deaths were Korean laborers).

Japan lost 22,000 dead at Iwo Jima. (See left). Most of the dead defenders lay in unmarked graves until 2010, according to the article:


In 2010 left-leaning then-Prime Minister Naoto Kan launched a three-year project to find remains on Iwoto island, better known as Iwojima, the site of one of bloodiest battles at the end of the war. […]

“It is a national duty to collect remains of those who died for Japan,” Kan said at the time. By thoroughly carrying out the recovery program on Iwoto [Iwo-Jima], Japanese territory, I hope to use the momentum for foreign recovery programs,” he said.

PictureLand Area of Iwo Jima, superimposed on Arlington, VA.
Bound by Arlington Blvd (U.S.50) and Lee Highway (U.S.29)
Area in green = 20 sq. km = 7.7 sq. miles

How Small is Iwo Jima?
It’s very small, only eight square miles, or 30% as large as Arlington County, my place of birth.

Eight square miles is about equal to the area in Arlington County between Arlington Blvd. and Lee Highway, excluding Ft. Myer. See the map at left. (I calculated that area using this tool).

It’s hard to imagine 100,000 men fighting for weeks on an island so small, with 30,000 of them dying.

(Incredibly, it seems that 4-5% of all U.S. military deaths in the Pacific Theater were at Iwo Jima, a single island).


PictureIwo Jima Memorial of Arlington, Virginia

I have walked all around the green-highlighted area above, many times. It’s not that big. There is a bike path that runs from one end of that area to the other.

At the extreme east of the green-shaded area stands, incidentally, the Iwo Jima Memorial — My familiarity with that memorial is what caught my eye in the article. My dad always likes going to “Iwo Jima” (the memorial, not the island).

One thing I can say about the Iwo Jima Memorial is that it’s more than a bit hard to find, to actually get to, on foot. If you approach by foot, the ‘hazards’ you face are many: busy roads, blockages, fences, unclear lines of vision as you approach, hills — It calls to mind the physical obstacles, confined spaces, and danger that the men would’ve had in February and March of 1945. I’ve wondered for years whether this was an intentional feature of the memorial’s design or not. If so, it was a success.


bookmark_borderPost-22: Phone Birthday

       2008-04-12
The above is what it says on the back of my phone, behind the battery. It is the phone’s manufacture date. (April 12).

Today is my cell phone’s fifth birthday.


I got this phone from my friend Byungwon in early 2010. He was buying a new one. Maybe it was a smart-phone.

Buying a new phone is more common than I’d thought for Koreans. It turns out that 68%  of Koreans got a new phone in 2012, the highest turnover rate in the world. Of the 32% that didn’t get a new one, some must have gotten new ones in 2011, 2010, and 2009. The number of people still using a phone manufactured in 2008, before smart phones, must be very low. / Hey, this phone still works fine. I’m used to it. The battery still holds a charge fairly well, to my surprise. Why do I need a smart phone? That’s my feeling on the matter.

Now that Tim is gone, I think I am the only employee at the language-institute here without a smart phone. Oh well.

bookmark_borderPost-21: Is ‘Why’ Rude? Korean vs. English

PictureSteve Jobs, Secular Saint in South Korea

I was delighted to be interrupted yesterday by my fellow foreign teacher, M.R., midway through a class. He was teaching in the next classroom over at the time.

Knock, knock. He opens the door without waiting for a response. M.R. resembles Steve Jobs (who is a secular saint in Korea), and thus he is half-affectionately called “Steve Jobs Teacher” from time to time.

“Can I ask you something?

Now, a teacher barging-in and asking such a thing to another teacher is an unusual occurrence. I don’t think it’d ever happened to me before that moment. Maybe another teacher would come in looking for a lost board marker, eraser, or the like (classes “own” rooms at this language institute, and teachers shuffle between them), or maybe one would ask to consult briefly with me outside for some urgent reason. Not this time: What followed seemed, even at the time, a bit surreal: M.R. asked me, loudly, in such that all my students could also hear: “If I call your name and you say ‘Why?’, is it rude?” The door to his room was still open, too, so his own students could hear what was going on.


I say: “In English, it is.” / “Yes, thank you!“, he thunders.

Most students were working on honing the fine art of shirking, trying to do anything but EtE1’s tedious textbook work.

A moment after the exchange above-described, one particularly impetuous student, Trever, loudly agrees with M.R. and me. “Yes, it is rude!”, he says. M.R. gets so excited by this, that he asks Trever to go next door and explain to them. Trever went. Well, he did after he was assured that the other class’ students were all younger than he was.

It seems that M.R. had called on a drowsy, inattentive student, and heard “Why?” in response, and was offended by it.

The thing is, in Korean, “Why?” (“왜요?”) functions as English’s “What is it?” or , more politely, English’s “Yes?

    In Korean
        A. “Kim?”
        B. “Why?”
        A. “Can you lend me a pencil?”

    In the USA, in English
        A. “Smith?”
        B. “Yes, what is it?”
        A. “Can you lend me a pencil?”

These two exchanges are functionally identical. A Korean  student responding with “Why?” is just saying in English exactly what she’d say in Korean, and means no offense, I think. I remember my early days when I didn’t realize this yet, and also thought students were being openly rude. I’d never contemplated doing something like what M.R. did, though, and couldn’t’ve anyway, as I was the only foreign teacher at my first language institute, in Ilsan in 2009.

bookmark_borderPost-20: Ten U.S. Bombers

The April 10th issue of the Korea Herald  has a curious listing on its “Today in History” section:

World
1945: German Me 262 jet fighters shoots  [sic] down 10 U.S. bombers near Berlin

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Germany’s Me-262 “Sparrow”
I lived in Berlin for six months. I’ve sometimes wondered what it was like to be there in April of ’45. But my real question is: Why would a detail of the action of WWII, like this, qualify for anyone’s “Today in History”?

Some googling leads me to several possible answers: (1) The Me-262 was the world’s first jet aircraft, (2) losing ten bombers on a single day may have been a very high one-day loss, (3) maybe whoever chose this factoid simply wanted to note that the Germans still had it together enough at such a late date to manage to shoot down ten in one go-’round

On #2: According to this, the U.S. 8th Air Force, which flew bombers against Germany, lost 4,145 bombers in the war.


The 8th flew Mission #1 on 17 August 1942 when 12 B-17s attacked Rouen Marshalling yards and the last mission on 8 May 1945 Mission #986, when 12 B-17s dropped leaflets in Germany.

If the USA lost 4,145 bombers in the time period above-delineated, that comes to 4.2 bombers lost per day. Losing ten on one day (April 10th, ’45) is not particularly dramatic. Again according to this, the highest single-day bomber loss was in 1943, when 60 were lost in one day.

bookmark_borderPost-18: No Walmarts in Pyongyang

Heard on a U.S. radio show, broadcast April 10th, 2013:

Pundit: It’s brinksmanship. It’s like the Cold War. You make threats, you rattle your saber, and then you say , “Okay, I’ll stop rattling my saber is you give me $10 million’.” So it’s all posturing and show business.

Host: I have the feeling this Kim Jong-Eun wants to put the money in his own pocketbook, rather than feed his own people. What do you think?

Pundit: I don’t know what he can buy. There’s not a lot of Wal-Marts in North Korea. [Chuckles]
                                                                                                                                                     [From Coast to Coast AM with George Noory]

North Korea exists to keep Wal-Mart (and all that it entails) out, it seems to me. I think the pundit inadvertently hits something profound, even though he was just aiming for a laugh line.

One of the hardest things in the world to get a true sense of is how many South Koreans sympathize with the North. The outright pro-North-Korean candidate in last year’s election polled at only 1%. But then, consider that only 3% of Americans voted for Nader in 2000 (including my cousin B., he told me), but far more support environmentalism.

I once heard a Korean, with whom I was close at the time, express a respect for the North in the following terms: “Everything they have, they’ve built themselves“. By implication, he was saying, South Korea had gotten a lot of outside help, mostly from the USA, and that was less admirable than autarkic North Korea.

There is something appealing to the Korean psyche (I think) about this “No Wal-Mart” attitude. Looking back to late 2011 and early 2012, this attitude may also be the well from which the fiery opposition here to the U.S./South-Korea Free Trade Agreement drew its water.

bookmark_borderPost-17: 1999 vs. 2013 (Or, a Tale of Two Kim Jong-Euns)

Two snapshots of Mr. Kim Jong-Eun that I found:

1999:

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Kim Jong-Eun in 1999, according to a Japanese newspaper (photo published in 2009, from here).

The Kim Jong-Eun of 1999 was about 15 years old, studying under an alias in Switzerland.

He was a fan of basketball:

He became a different person on the basketball court, according to classmates. “A fiercely competitive player,” said classmate Nikola Kovacevic. “He was very explosive. He could make things happen. He was the playmaker.”


2013:
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Kim Jong-Eun and generals inspecting the “Wolnae Islet Defence Detachment” in North Korea

bookmark_borderPost-16: Cherry Blossoming

My mother asked me by email if cherry blossoms were yet out in Seoul. There are cherry blossoms in Seoul?, was my initial reaction. It seems Seoul’s Yeouido Island has some. I had no idea. My own ignorance surprises me.

She asked because the cherry-blossoms on the National Mall (a few miles from my home) are blooming.

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Cherry Blossoms in Washington, DC

For some reason, this is quite a big event in the Washington DC area at this time of year. I don’t know the last time I walked among them. Not in the 2010s.
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Washington DC at peak cherry-blossom period. I don’t think this photo is digitally-enhanced.

The first photo (AFAIK) ever taken of me outside of my birthplace (Arlington) was in the shadow of these trees.

I was born in February. In April, my grandfather was visiting from Iowa, as he worked part-time as a kind of deliveryman for Winnebagos at the time. Somebody in Maryland, say would order one. He’d drive it out to the buyer, and Winnebago would fly him home. As he was passing through, he and my dad took my down. I was two months old, and in the photo, I frowned in that curious way babies have of doing flawless impersonations of Winston Churchill.


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People walking through cherry blossoms, Washington DC (April 7th, 2013). [From here].

Come to think of it, I never much cared about these cherry-blossoms, thinking it a tourist thing, or something. Or maybe it was because of the crowds: Consider the picture snapped above: The crowd is so dense that it hugely detracts from the value. Doesn’t it? I much prefer walking those pathways when they are deserted, as I have many times.

Back in Korea: I did see that Korea’s Jeju Island, far off the southern coast, has some kind of cherry blossom festival.

This brings up an interesting question: Are cherry blossoms actually Japanese? The city of Washington got its cherry-blossom trees as a gift from Japan in 1912. That is shortly after the annexation of Korea by Japan. I wonder if cherry blossoms were also aggressively planted in Korea at a similar time. Is that possible? Wiki says that “watching of cherry blossom was introduced to Korea during Japanese rule”, whatever that means.

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Koreans walking among cherry blossom trees, from here

bookmark_borderPost-15: A Long, Long Subway Ride to Eat Some Chicken

It was a drizzly Saturday, and I visited Gapyeong and Chuncheon. Both are serene rural-ish places.
In case this attempt at an embedded-Google-Map doesn’t work, try this: [Map]. Click on it and zoom out to see just how far east Chuncheon is, more than halfway across the country.

What may be most interesting about the trip is my method of transportation: I got there on the Seoul subway network. Amazingly, I can scan my card into the “subway” system here in Bucheon, and arrive in Chuncheon 2 or 2.5 hours later. Total charge: $2.65, deducted from my card. Less than Koreans tend to pay for a single cup of coffee.

(My friend Jared dreams of a day in which the subway system is nationwide. Scan-in with your card at your home station in Ilsan [say], and get off in Daejeon [say], several hours later. Not very speedy, but essentially free, and gloriously easy. Why not?).
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Chuncheon is famous for the tasty Korean chicken dish called “dakgalbi“. We ate a delicious meal on “dakgalbi street”. The soda was free, all-you-can-drink, which delighted me.

I find it funny that in Seoul, everybody claims to make “authentic Chuncheon-style dakgalbi“.  Naturally, in Chuncheon, though, I noticed several businesses bearing the name “Seoul”. Seoul Dry-Cleaners, for example. The grass is always greener on the other side. I also noticed a bunch of quaint establishments called da-bang (다방), tea houses. I’d read about these in old tourist guidebooks. I had no idea they still existed. I don’t know if I’ve ever seen any in the Seoul area outside Insadong, the tourist street. In Seoul, it’s all coffee. Maybe I just don’t look hard enough.

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Dakgalbi (stolen from here)

bookmark_borderPost-14: Shiloh, 1862, Killed in Action

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Today, April 6th, is the 151st anniversary of the battle of Shiloh in Tennessee.

The 16th Iowa Regiment was there. In it, a no-doubt-scared 21-year-old, George, happens to have been the first person in the USA bearing my surname. His regiment was thrown into the fray to slow the Confederate tide. They made a stand. He was hit. He fell. Maybe he died instantly. Maybe he lay dying on the field as his regiment began to crumble around him. His regiment listed him as “killed in action at Shiloh“, one way or another.

If anyone is interested, watch this rather well-made animated-and-video re-creation and synopsis of the battle. (In case the link goes down, it is called “Battle of Shiloh”, produced by Wide Awake Films).


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What the 16th Iowa may have looked like
that morning. (Art by Don Troiani).

Keep an eye on McClernand’s division, if you watch the video. That is the divisional command under which the 16th Iowa was placed that morning. (April 6th, 1862). The regiment had arrived at dawn, disembarking from transport boats at Pittsburg Landing, just as the first shots were being fired south of Shiloh Church. As literally fresh-off-the-boat (from training camp, as best I can determine), they were not yet assigned to any brigade or division. (Several regiments in a brigade, several brigades in a division — it looks like McClernand’s Division had twelve infantry regiments at dawn, before the 16th Iowa and one other unassigned regiment were attached to it by Grant). The situation was desperate: If the Confederates had reached the river-landing in force, it could’ve been a major defeat for the Union.

As the regiment marched to the front, about 9 AM, its spirits were high. Perhaps they’d have been singing this song:


The men of the 16th Iowa Regiment began to see thousands of Union soldiers, in various stages of panic, moving back towards the river landing. The 16th Iowa got in place and fired its first volley at about 10:30 AM. They exchanged fire at long range with the Confederates, who still had the initiative. Within an hour, the men of the 16th Iowa Regiment were in retreat. I get all of this from the report the colonel wrote after the battle.

The colonel of the regiment was proud, in his after-action report, that his men had maintained regimental integrity despite this being their first action — They withdrew “in good order”. They did not see action again that day, and were in reserve the next day. I guess Grant thought they weren’t worth much, being so “green”.

Anyway, it must have been in the timeframe of 10:30 AM to 11:30 AM, and in McClernand’s area of the battlefield, that my possible-relative, George, was killed.


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Union Cemetery at Shiloh National Military Park
The probable final resting place of George J.

What do I know about this man? George seems to be the first man with my surname in the USA.  He was born in Denmark around 1840. (My great-great-great grandfather was in Denmark at the time. George could’ve been his brother, for all I know, or some other relation).

He was listed as a farmhand on a Danish family’s Iowa farm on the 1860 census. Mustered-into the Union Army in December 1861, he was dead four months later.

George didn’t have much chance in life, did he. It’s possible, or maybe probable, that no word ever reached relatives in Denmark of his fate. He was very-likely long forgotten by anyone on this Earth. A few years ago, I found his name, found his place of death, and resolved henceforth to always remember…April 6th.


bookmark_borderPost-13: Sail the Seven Seas

Update, October 2014: Post-238 Revisits this Song

I posted a stanza, in the previous post, from a song by an obscure band called “Jack the Lad”. I’d come to download the song (“The Third Millennium”) years ago, from a file-sharing service called WinMX. I could not locate the song on Youtube at all.

In the course of my brief and failed search, I found another song by this “Jack the Lad“, a 1970s British band that reminds me of American Bluegrass of the same time. I mean that as a great compliment.

The song is good. It’s called “The Seven Seas”. I like it a lot.

Even if I didn’t understand English, the song would be pretty nice, but the lyrics just make it cross a threshold into memorable-greatness, for me. These lyrics roughly explain why I came to Korea.

Below is my transliteration of the lyrics (I could not find the lyrics anywhere else online). [Click to read lyrics] .

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Lyrics of “The Seven Seas”
By Jack the Lad / 1975


Sitting by the fire
In an old rocking chair
Like my grandaddy taught me to do
Listening intently
To the words he had to tell me
Because in my mind
I knew they were true
He said he’d sailed the seven seas
In ships, with tall masted sails
And he’d ridden, from London to Leeds
In one day-!

[Get up!]

I took a walk  to pass the time
I discovered many things
Things that I had to force myself to do
Like study and find a job
Take a wife, feed my kids
And I did them, as I thought they were new

But I never sailed the seven seas
In ships, with tall masted sails
I never rode from London to Leeds
In one day~!

As I’ve walked, there passed the time
I’ve collected many assets
Folks say that I’m “successful as can be”
But my grandaddy died
Without a penny to his name
He was a damn sight more successful than me

Because he’d sailed the seven seas
In ships, with tall masted sails
He’d ridden from London to Leeds
In one day

[Fiddle]

And now I’m sitting by the fire
In that old rocking chair
And I’m dreaming of the time around now
I’m searching for a yarn
To tell my own grandson
And I’m wishing to God that time would face about

So I could sail the seven seas
In ships with tall masted sails
And ride from London to Leeds

Sail the seven seas
In ships, with tall masted sails
And ride from London to Leeds
In one — day~!


Post-238 Revisits this Song

bookmark_borderPost-12: The Sky Betook an Awful Shade

Oh, as I was in the garden
I was planting out my beans
The sky betook an awful shade
The queerest one I’d seen

                                                                                                         From “The Third Millennium”  (a song apparently so obscure that it‘s not on Youtube)

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Pollution Chart for My Neighborhood in Bucheon
March and April 2013.

A few weeks ago, the sky “betook an awful shade”. An odd, vaguely-eerie, orangish glow.

The real-time pollution-board, which stands at a busy local intersection, confirmed it. It showed PM-10 air pollution levels to be through the roof, at 200-some micrograms per cubic meter of air, as I recall. (Normal for Seoul is 60-70. Normal for the Washington, DC area — my birthplace — is about 20. The EU declares anything over 50 a health hazard, South-Korea’s own arbitrary safety-threshold is 100).

This must have been the vaunted “Yellow Dust“, blowing in from Central Asia. The then-new guy at work, C., spoke of “fog”. Well, Korea doesn’t have fog, I explained. (A foreign editor thinks it’s “fog” here. Note on that photo: I’m of the belief that the yellow-dust cannot be adequately captured on camera).

Air Korea is a convenient real-time air quality site. From it, I took the screenshot at left. Each square is one hour of one day.

Green means (by Korean standards) normal air quality. Blue squares are hours when the air was “particularly” (heh) free of particulate-matter. Blues are, I think, associated with rainstorms. Yellow and Orange mean the air is getting unhealthy. 

A 72-hour yellow-dust storm is visible on March 7th, 8th, 9th, trailing off before sunrise on the 10th.



I remember my first yellow-dust storm. It was early Spring 2010, a Saturday. I worked on Saturdays at the time. When I went into work that morning, I hadn’t notice anything unusual. By the time I was walking home, in the early afternoon, the sky had “betaken” such an odd texture that it made me half-think I was in a dream.

bookmark_borderPost-11: Flying Pigs and Korean Unhealthy Food

(1)  Choose an unhealthy Korean food and discuss it.
(2) Choose a healthy Korean food and discuss it.

I asked MA-Class to write a pair of contrasting short-essays based on these prompts, in the “Staying Fit” unit.

I was curious about choices for #1.

There are no unhealthy Korean foods.”

Those were the words of a genuinely-befuddled 7th-grade student. This is not a student who uses sarcastic excuses to avoid work or something, as some do. No, he was quite serious.

In the short discussion that followed, it seemed that no one in class was willing to concede that any “Korean food” could be unhealthy. Finally, we agreed that fried-chicken was unhealthy. That is Western food, they said. True. But, I said, given its popularity, we could — by this point — dub fried-chicken a defacto Korean food (especially this variety).

Result: I think almost all the students chose fried-chicken for #1. All or almost all chose kimchi for #2. Groan.

bookmark_borderPost-10: Unpopular Leaders

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President Park:
Only 41% Support in Late March 2013

I see that the new president, Park Geun-Hye (박근혜), now has a 41% approval rating, three months after winning the election and one month after taking office.

The previous president, Lee Myung-bak, was so wildly unpopular that I don’t think I ever heard a single person say they liked him. I recall in my first week or two in Korea, April or May 2009, hearing elementary-school students tell me they “hate” Lee M.B. — his presidency was a year old at the time. The left-wing administrations previous to Lee were scandal-prone, too.

According to the newspaper, though, Mrs. Park’s approval-rating is, by far the lowest of any new president’s since military-rule ended in 1993.

As I was reading, I sketched out a table to help myself understand the data presented:

Presidential Approval After One Month in Office  [acc. to Korea Herald]
% Approval……………..President……………Year
……….71%……………..Kim Young-Sam…….1993
……….71%……………..Kim Dae-Jung………….1998
……….60%…………….Roh Moo-Hyun……..2003
……….52%…………….Lee Myung-Bak………2008
……….41%……………..Park Geun-Hye……….2013

From this, one cannot help think that Koreans are getting more and more cynical about their leaders, as time goes on.

Then again, old Syngman Rhee was also wildly unpopular, it is said. He was deposed in 1960 after protests, and died in exile in Hawaii! So maybe Koreans have always been cynical about their leaders except for a period in the 1990s when optimism prevailed following the end of military rule?


bookmark_borderPost-9: Gyeonghui, 1906

Today, April 3rd, was the day the the  “Gyeong-Ui Railroad” (경의선) opened. In 1906. It connected Seoul and Sinhui on the North-Korea/Chinese border. I saw this mentioned in the newspaper in the “On this Day in History” section,

This rail line still exists intact, today, It was incorporated into the ever-growing Greater Seoul urban rail network (still often loosely called a ‘subway’) in 2009. I remember when that happened, as I was living in Ilsan at the time, through which it passes. One station was only 10 minutes’ walk from my workplace.

I have ridden on this rail-line more than a few times. It is pleasant to ride, and takes not more than a half hour  between Ilsan and central Seoul. You can ride it today way up north, to within a stone’s throw of the DMZ.

I have even walked through Dorasan, the northern-terminus station of the line.

bookmark_borderPost-8: Who Wants Robot-Teachers?

Yesterday, I mentioned how opposed my students were to the philosophical prospect of “robot teachers“.

Well, being as I was curious for a bigger sample size, and being as three other foreign-teachers at this institute also had classes complete this essay, I glanced at the others, via the online system. (We can see anyone’s essay, anytime).  Purely personal curiosity, no pretense of direct educational value. (But tangential value, perhaps).

I calculated the totals for all the institute’s students, and present the data below, based on school-grade, gender, and skill-level of the students. (These students are generally-upper-middle-class Korean 7th-9th graders, living in a Seoul satellite city).
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Results:
92 essays were written in total
8 supported robot teachers [8.7%]

As I suspected, though, there is a wide variation in opinion depending on the type of student:
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Demographic Characteristics of the “Robot Supporters”:

By Gender
— 6 / 44 Boys supported robot teachers [12% of the boys who wrote this essay]
— 2 / 48 Girls supported robot teachers [4% of the girls who wrote this essay]
[See much more here]

By School Grade
— 6 / 55 Ninth Graders [11%] [3rd-grade-middle-school in Korea, born in 1998]
— 2 / 20 Eighth Graders [10%] [2nd-grade-middle-school in Korea, born in 1999]
— 0 / 17 Seventh Graders [0%] [1st-grade-middle-school in Korea, born in 2000]

By Gender and School Grade
— 5 ninth-grade boys said ‘Yes’ to robot-teachers / 28 ninth-grade boys completed the essay [18%]
— Of the 64 other students (ninth-grade girls and all non-ninth-graders) who completed the assignment, only three said ‘Yes’ to robot-teachers [5%]

By Skill Level
(Four different skill-groupings completed the assignment. Together, these form the top20%-or-so, by English ability level, of the institute’s middle-schoolers)
— 1 / 24 [4%] — Highest-Level Cohort [PO] — The students with the highest ability level in the institute
— 2 / 18 [11%] — 2nd-Highest-Level Cohort [E3]
— 2 / 26 [8%] — 3rd-Highest-Level Cohort [T3/E2]
— 3 / 24 [13%] — 4th-Highest-Level Cohort [T2]
— x / 402 — Other 7th-9th-grade students enrolled at the institute, who are in lower-skill cohorts / Did not write this essay.

Note: The two girls who supported robot-teachers are in PO and E3, the highest and second-highest classes. All the rest in the above are boys.
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Conclusion:
Opposition to robot-teachers is overwhelming (around 20-to-1) among all subgroups of the institute’s students, except lower-skill-level older boys, among whom opposition to robots-as-teachers is only three-to-one or so.

Question:
I can understand why girls would prefer human teachers (most students seemed to say something like: “as robots cannot understand human emotion, they would be ineffective teachers”), but why were higher-skill-level students so opposed? Of the 24 PO students, all eight boys were anti-robot, and 15 of the 16 girls were anti-robot.