How do you say "pee in a cup" in Korean

Korean Physical

So today was the day that I had my physical exam. I have to get and pass this in order to get my alien registration card…I can’t get a bank account without it; thus pretty important. I was lucky enough to get an early morning time, at first my appointment was going to be at 9pm but my director found a different hospital that could get me in at 9am. Considering that lately I’ve been falling asleep at 8pm I really appreciated the change.

One of the other teachers came with me, she is the head teacher and super nice, her name is Ester. The doctor’s office was in this skyscraper type building and there were many other things inside it…like a school. The doctor’s office was quite the adventure; there is no way I would have been able to do it alone. The moment I was asking myself…wtf what is going on here. Is when I was asked to go into a room then I had to take off my top and bra then I laid down on the bed and the “doctor” put clamps on my ankles, wrists and these little suction cup things on different parts of my chest, mean while all these things have wire attached to it connected to a machine. Maybe this is a normal piece of equipment but I had never seen it before. I felt like I was a Frankenstein monster. The rest was pretty normal, eye exam, hearing test, blood test, this machine that you stand on and hold on to and it determines your weight, muscle mass, water level etc. The peeing in the cup was the funniest part. I was told not to eat or drink anything the night before or in the morning, so not thinking I went to the bathroom when I woke up leaving nothing in me for the doctor :/ oops. I couldn’t do it, I had to drink a few glasses of water and do some other parts of the exam and then try again. Keep in mind there are about 6 other people (not all staff) that are watching and witnessing my exam. Luckily I was able to get something out the second time but it wasn’t easy. I was so scared that someone was going to knock it over and they were going to ask me to do it again.

After the exam we headed back to the school, the exam already took longer than we thought it would and were about 30 minutes into class. But before I was allowed to teach I was given a little snack, which was very nice but it was lukewarm pumpkin soup, I didn’t really want it but Ester insisted that I eat it. Today was a weird food day for me, after school the director always provides a little snack for the teachers. Which is awesome! But today she went a little more traditional Korean than usual. There was this round thing that I thought was something holding purpleish rice…this isn’t a crazy thought because at lunch today the rice was purpleish, it had beans in it. Turns out NOT rice, I pretty sure it was intestines sliced up. It was the first thing that I’ve had to spit out in Korean. Luckily the staff just had a good laugh about it. I hope I didn’t offend anyone, I’ve been pretty good about trying everything but there was just no way I could eat that.

Tomorrow is cooking day, which should be fun. The kids are very excited about it. We are making lots of “American food” hotdog, hamburger, frozen banana, sandwich, pizza and fruit drink. I have to make a hamburger recipe tonight.

A moment of Kudos to myself:

The first day I started teaching in the maple class (second youngest age group) I noticed one of the little girls looking super sad. Later during the class she started crying (had no idea why) I just let the Korean teacher handle it. A little bit later I asked the class to do something and she looked like she wanted to cry again. So I went up to her offered her a hug and then had her sit back down and do what everyone else was doing. The next day she looked a million times happier and was super excited about class, very involved etc. So I just figured that she had an off day, she is 5 normal. Well I guess that she has been crying everyday in class for a long time, she cries for another older student in another class, I’m not sure if they are related or not. But I guess since I’ve started teaching she has stopped crying and asking for the older student. I just thought that was so funny…just go ahead and call me the child whisper  :)