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A Teacher and D Teacher! On local Gimhae TV. Having the cheesiest english conversation known to man!

A: Is it hot enough for you?

D: Yes, we need more rain

A: More rain, are you crazy? It will flood the streets again!

Can you believe it only took me 5 MINUTES to write that? Wow, I'm pretty talented. And pretty much a big geek.

The local cable station does a show every week about the school and Big A used to appear on a regular basis with his 'Daily Expression'.

I decided to take it to the next level. I created the 'Daily Conversation' and launched
D and I into the stardom that we so deserve here in Gimhae, considering everyone stares at us anyway.

No one in the camera crew spoke english and it was back to A-language again, with me nodding and smiling and pretending to understand. (this really works actually - why do people even learn the language anyway?)

It brought me back to the high school days when I used to produce a show for the local cable station about our high school. Good old B Beat. Funny how stuff can come full circle.

The weather is getting hotter and hotter by the day (by the way, am I 60? what is with the weather-talking?) and I find myself almost melted by the time I get to work. How do people live without air con

Today: attempt to get our travellers cheques changed at the bank. And of course, the daily struggle of 'what to have for dinner'.


Anonymous said…
Please, please - for the love of god, POST THE VIDEO CLIP! My abs need a workout. Badly.
Anonymous said…
I'm serious A, there are a couple dozen people back here in Oakville who would pay BIG MONEY to watch this video :)
Anonymous said…
abbey, mom here, you have us in stitches. as for food, ask for bi-bim-bap. heated iron bowl of rice topped with veggies, sauce and poached egg. p.s. still not able to you.
Thanks mom...:) not sure what's up with email as I'm getting other people's...maybe try to email d...

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