Monday, January 31, 2011

You can take the girl outta Vancouver...

but you can't take Vancouver outta the girl. 


Proof:
  • I still miss salmon like crazy and once a month splurge on smoked salmon at the Austrian deli, one of the only places in town where you can get this item. 
  • I almost never have an umbrella on me, even when I should. 
  • I can name at least half a dozen different kinds of sushi rolls (Koreans can name, like two). 
  • I point out Vancouver landmarks in most Hollywood films, and piss off the people who are sitting by me, actually trying to follow the plot. 
  • I consider t-shirts, jeans, and sweatpants appropriate articles of clothing to don to work, to much disapproval from my hot Korean colleagues in short skirts and high heels. 
  • I don't think a city is worth my time if it doesn't have mountains or a large body of water nearby (with 37 mountains, a river, and an ocean/sea, Seoul is winning with flying colours). 
  • I consider anything below 0 degrees Celsius freezing cold. 

Monday, January 24, 2011

♪ And the colored girls go doo do doo do... ♫

A friend of mine posted a link on facebox about how Aishwarya Rai is planning to sue Elle magazine because her photos on the front cover and in the article inside the December issue were altered to make her skin colour look way lighter than it actually is in real life. And apparently, a few weeks after the issue came out, people all over India were outraged that this Western magazine would do this to an Indian actress. Read the article below (what my friend posted), then read my response.

http://www.change.org/petitions/view/elle_magazine_apologize_for_trying_to_whiten_indian_skin

My response: "I'm on the same page as you [insert friend's name here]. What Elle did is disturbing but people in India are in no position to throw a big fit about this. People in countries like India, Bangladesh, Pakistan, Sri Lanka etc., have been putting women with light skin colours in pedestals for centuries. Try to find one actress on Bollywood whose skin colour is dark. Everyone notices that Kajol Devgan has somehow made it with a darker skin tone, but check out her photos. She's still 10 shades lighter than me.

People from these countries have no right to suddenly stand up for Aishwarya Rai and pretend they give a crap about portraying Indian women realistically when they've been on the same "lighten your skin colour" bandwagon since the beginning of dawn. If India has always tried to lighten the skin colour of the women that appear in Indian magazines, movies, billboards, what's to say Elle didn't do it to keep with India's way of doing things? And if Elle did it because of other reasons, i.e., the West's own infatuation with lighter skin tones, then India of all countries, is in no position to criticize. I like my morning coffee sans hypocrisy, thanks.

-End of rant from a dark toned girl who had to live (and deal with these issues) in that part of the world-

ps- I've come across several articles that have stated that the whole "Aishwarya suing Elle" ordeal is a total rumour, which makes this whole situation even more ridiculous. The article below goes into more detail about how Aishwarya is not, and was never, planning to sue."


http://divanee.com/2010/12/27/aishwarya-rai-dragged-into-skin-whitening-row-with-elle-india/



Fun facts of the day:  a) Zenith Bose does not actually drink coffee. 
                               b) Zenith Bose does not actually hate that part of the world. 

Wednesday, November 17, 2010

Yeoboseyo?

This video I'm using for my fifth graders this week (to teach phone conversation) is too amazing to describe. So just watch it for yourself.

Friday, November 12, 2010

System failure

Not so smart are we google...?


Hint: Click on the image and check out the 'did you mean' section. 

Brought to you by Miro Bergeron.

Who has also just brought to my attention that google could just be playing a (clever) trick.  

Hint: Actually look up the definition of "recursion."

Monday, October 04, 2010

Why I haven't had a steak since 2009

It has been 13 months now that I've been living in the land of the morning calm, and it wasn't until today that I figured out one of the deepest, darkest secrets of this nation. My inquiry into the matter began shortly after I realized that every time I buy beef here in Seoul, I feel like I'm getting punched in the face. Why? Because in this city (and the entire country for that matter), beef costs roughly $2 per 100 grams, on a good day. Or $20 per kg, for those of you in the West who are used to seeing meat prices in kilograms. The reason they don't show you meat prices in kg here is because if they did, half the nation would turn vegetarian. 

For months and months I wondered if I was eating cows from royal families (royal cows if you will), or cows owned by royal families, or something with the word royal in it. It'd only make sense. I looked for gold shavings in my chucks, shanks and briskets, but alas, I could find nothing distinguishably superior about the beef in South Korea. And this was all Australian beef as well. Majority of the beef you find in Korea comes from the land down under. Meat from cows actually raised in Korea costs $ 200000000000 per 100 grams. Or something like that. I stopped counting after the first few zeroes.

I finally figured it out today though. In my head, the story goes a lot like that of the film Deep Blue Sea. I've copied and pasted the plot of the film, as it is presented in Wikipedia, and adjusted a few phrases here and there to fit the situation in question.

"On a highly-populated top-secret peninsula facility called South Korea, a team of scientists are searching for a cure for Internet Addiction Disorder (IAD), a disease slowly crippling the Korean population. One of them, Dr. 김현주 (Kim Hyun-Ju) violates the code of ethics, and genetically engineers three Korean royal cows, intending to increase their brain capacity so that they can harvest the tissue as a cure for IAD. Unfortunately, the increased brain capacity also makes the cows smarter, faster, and more dangerous.

[...] However, an accident sets off a chain of events that allows the cows to engineer an escape, and flood the internal structure with milk, allowing them entry to target the humans within it. [...] The scientists make the startling discovery that the cows have not just been trying to kill them, but were actually leading them to flooding the facility (with milk) so they could escape into the open country to breed (but not be eaten)."

And so, to this day, it has been an ongoing battle of intelligence between the Korean people, and the Korean cows. The heightened brain capacity of the cows makes it hard for the Korean farmers to catch them and kill them for food. The few cows that they do manage to kill are the ones the farmers find in PC방s (or internet cafes), as these ones ironically have fallen prey to IAD.

And that, my friends, is why beef is so damn expensive in this country.


If you're the weird type that actually likes to read up on stats and research and 'legitimate' news, then you might prefer to read this to get your explanation on why beef is expensive in Korea. But, I don't know why one would even bother after reading this post of mine. 

Wednesday, September 29, 2010

One island, two babies, several cows.

My school had an English writing contest. I was the judge. I got to pick the topic. Ya I pretty much run this school. So this is what I assigned...

You have to move to an island. You can only take three things with you to the island. What three things will you take, and why?

I had to pick the best entry, and this is the entry I really wanted to pick, but couldn't.

First, I will take two baby. One baby is boy and another baby is girl. Because they grow up I will take marry And they had a baby than marry...marry...marry...I will happy. Connect my life.

Second, I will take cows because cow give the milk than baby eat and grow up. and cow give the meat. very delicous.

Third, I will take many coat because very cold at night than I will give babies and cow. Cow is can be die. so I will give.



Epic.

Thursday, April 22, 2010

Maybe Canadians are just too politically correct?

A few hours ago, I emailed a teacher in this school regarding afterschool programs. My coteacher told me that this teacher (한채린) is in charge of all afterschool related things. So I sent her an email asking her if I would be allowed to start an English afterschool program for 'low level' students. This is the email I just received-

OK. I'll ask vice-president about lower level English program. I'll let you know the result.
But we already have a program(Korean, math, social, english, science) for retarded students and it'll start anytime soon.
And We contracted another native teacher for a year in the private company program.
Anyway if you want to join the afterschool program in any form, that's good.
I hope that I can help you.


Oh how cultural differences never cease to amuse me.

Thursday, March 04, 2010

2009 was so last year

It's a brand new school year with brand new teachers. Well, my school has a whopping 21 new teachers who are all busy adjusting to their new offices and schedules. In Seoul, a teacher has to switch schools every 5 years. So we lost 21 of our own teachers in February and have a fresh new batch of teachers from other parts of the city. One of these teachers, a man by the name of 정세창 (Jeong Sae Chang), has been quite the source of amusement. He barely speaks any English, but by watching him speak and interact with the other teachers, I can tell that he fills the role of the class clown, or the office clown(?) in our department in school. He's super friendly and has come up to me several times and has tried to speak to me, but his limited vocabulary (in English) makes it quite difficult for the two of us to hold a conversation for longer than 10 seconds. So I told him that he should teach me more Korean so that we can converse more. This morning, within seconds of sitting down at my desk after taking my coat off, I get this message from him via Cool Messenger (The Seoul School Board's chat messenger...I know...Cool Messenger...it kills me).



정세창 (Jeong Sae Chang) 님이 보낸글 >>

Hello!
Have a nice day~~~
See you later...^-^


It made me laugh and it made it smile. This guy is not going to give up, no matter how limited his vocabulary is. If my Korean students were more like him, they would learn a whole lot more in English!

We've been sending messages back and forth all morning. The process has been slow, but amusing and rewarding for both parties. Here's what I have so far...



Zenith님이 보낸글 >>
Hello! Thank you. I hope you are having a good day too!

And please teach me some Korean when you have time.

I would love to learn Korean so that I can talk with you
and the other teachers.

:-)

Zenith Bose

정세창님이 보낸글 >>
ha ha ha ha~ I saW...
I want to teach you easy Korean any time.
But I am poor at English
I'm studying.....



zenith님이 보낸글 >>
Haha. You can teach me easy Korean then. How do you say "I live in Mokdong" ?

정세창님이 보낸글 >>
I 나
live 산다(살다)
in 에
Mokdong 목동

Korean order~
I in Mokdong live
나는 목동에 산다(살아)

zenith님이 보낸글 >>
Thank you! Why don't you teach me one new sentence every week? This way I can slowly learn more and more Korean and maybe practice with you some time.

And I will help you with English also. Have a good lunch! :-)

Zenith



This has made my otherwise dull 'non-teaching' week a tad more amusing. Yay for middle aged Korean men.

Saturday, February 27, 2010

I can't believe I haven't written on this thing for 6 months

I lose. I said that I would regularly update this thing every time I was travelling or living abroad, and how I've failed. So here you are. My first post in 6 months. Last time I wrote on here, I had just landed in South Korea and got hit with the swine. Six months later, I'm swine-free, kimchi-laden, and generally quite satisfied with the way things have turned out for me in Korea. I should upload photos...shitloads of them. I will soon. I promise for realz. But today, I just wanted to post this. It's an email I just sent a friend/acquaintance from couchsurfing. What will he reply? Will he reply? Will my beet money go to waste? It's all on you JD.

Dear JD,

So I bought half a beet today, on a whim. Then I realized I don't really have many recipes that revolve around this peculiar purple vegetable. THEN I had a flashback. Back to spring 2007 when my friend Divya and I were on a road trip around the North Carolina region. I thought of that beet salad you prepared at your friend's potluck. I still remember that beet salad because...well, it was delicious. I'd never tasted beet prepared that way. If you would be so kind as to pass on that recipe, if you still have it, I would be forever grateful.

Fellow vegetable enthusiast,

Zenith

Sunday, August 30, 2009

It's just me against the world ooohh oohhh

I am now out in the big bad world. The orientation dormitary was this little haven for all of us since the moment we stepped off the plane. When I was sick (I'm still recovering), the staff brought food right to my room, along with newspapers, magazines etc.

Today, my school's co-teacher (I'll be teaching with a co-teacher in every class) picked me up in a taxi and brought me to my apartment. After showing me around my apartment building, she took me to my school. It was my first time using public transportation in Seoul. It's the little things that mess you up. Like how you can't open the doors here on the bus if you're a passenger. Only the bus driver has the power to do that. My school is super bright. I mean colour-wise. Pink and blue with beige as the background colour. I saw my office space. It's in a room with a number of other teachers. I have an office cubicle! I've always wanted to work in a cubicle. I have my own computer, phone and printer so that'll make lesson planning a whole lot easier...as well as facebook stalking.

Well, I'm at an internet cafe now cause I don't have internet or phone set up at the apartment yet. I feel really lost right now. And I bet all the other teachers feel the same way. We were all together for the past week and a half, and now we've all been scattered all over town. We don't know our way around the city, and we don't have phones or internet. So meeting up will be quite intersting. I had to deal with this in Australia as well, but what is making this even more challenging is the fact that I don't speak the native language of the country. If I get lost in the streets and people don't understand me, I'll have to keep searching till I find someone who speaks English. I'm not complaining though. I signed up for this and this is exactly what I wanted. One of the reasons I like to travel is because I like a good challenge. I think being too comfortable in a particular world/neighbourhood/bubble is a tad dangerous. We're always too comfortable with our own way of doing things. We need to be shaken up more often. These past several days have kept me on my toes and have definitely lifted me out of my comfort zone. And I absolutely love it.

Bring it on Seoul.

Monday, August 24, 2009

It's past boredom now...

date Mon, Aug 24, 2009 at 3:02 PM
subject Re: Time of my life
mailed-bygmail.com

Update: Volume II

So turns out I do have the swine flu. But when they were analyzing my saliva/grossness, apparently the result came out a bit sketch. So on a scale of positive to negative, I'm at the very bottom of the positive barrel. I have a very very mild case of the swine flu is what they're telling me. I'm already starting to feel better and if I had it my way, I would be running around causing raucous in the streets of Seoul by tomorrow. But the doctor recommends that I stay in isolation till Thursday. I have to pretty much beg to be let out of my room to check my email. I don't know what I'm going to do in that room alone for another 3 days! Actually, I've started to teach myself Korean from this book they gave me. By Thursday I might be translating crap.

But no worries. I'm on my way to recovery!

Zen

~Living with a defective immune system since 1986.~

From South Korea, with swine flu.

I'm gonna start writing on this thing again. Why? That's right, you guessed it. I'm travelling again! Hurrah! What's been going on in my life since I've landed in South Korea? I'm going to take a different approach. Instead of rewriting stuff I've already written to people in emails, I'm going to copy and paste two emails on here. They will pretty much sum up what I've been going through for the past 3 days.

Warning: The emails below contain swear words. If you've never heard me swear before, prepare yourself.


date Sat, Aug 22, 2009 at 9:58 AM
subject: Time of my life
mailed-bygmail.com


Update.

I had a great 1.5 days after I landed here. Lots of fun. Fun teachers, great food, great lectures. Learned a bit of Korean. But since last night everything went down the shitter.

I got sick. And I know it's because I didn't get a lot of sleep before I left for Korea and my journey was very long and it's hot and humid here. So naturally I got sick. Plus I haven't gotten sick since February so this was long overdue. Unfortunately all the symptoms of my cold are identical to symptoms of the swine flu. So Korea has been freaking out about the swine flu and was taking our (the teachers') temperatures twice a day since we've arrived (which was 2 days ago). They've had over 200 cases of the swine flu in the past week. So the nurses and everyone is freaking out about me. They took me to the hospital in an abmulance but coudln't get me checked last night. I was there till 1 in the morning. Now me and my roommate are both kept in rooms by ourselves, separately. We can't go out. The nurses bring food to us. When we go outside we have to wear those white surgical masks over our faces. And the nurses around us wear that too. They're trying to get me tested to make sure it's just a cold/flu and not the swine flu so that I can start participating in the orientation lectures again. I'm missing out on all the orientation lectures and field trips right now. I can't be with any of the other teachers. Just have to sit alone in my room. It really fucking sucks. Especially because I KNOW that I just have a cold. It's not swine flu. But this country has been on high alert for it so I have no choice but to wait until I get the results. It'll take about 3-4 days at least to get the results. I'm so fucking upset right now you have no idea. Fly over here and kick the National Health Security's ass for me please.


Zen


date Sun, Aug 23, 2009 at 10:45 AM
subject: Re: Time of my life
mailed-bygmail.com

Thanks Mou. You're always there when I need an encouraging word. They're still examining my saliva at the lab. Apparently it came back negative but not 100% negative. What the hell does that mean?! So basically I could still have swine flu. Except that I know that I don't. I just have a really bad case of the zenith cold. And don't tell me to grow an immune system. I haven't gotten sick since February. Do you know how impressive that is for me? I thought I was practically invincible...until 2 days ago. They've still kept me locked up in my room. Well, right now there's no one in the building cause everyone went to a fieldtrip to a Korean village (I really wanted to go and am so sad that I'm missing it). So because there's no one in the building I've snuck out of my room to check my email in another floor. Hope your application crap is going well. I'll keep you updated on my aids situation...

Z

Sunday, August 24, 2008

So long, and thanks for all the visas!

I will be back in my dear hometown in exactly 23 hours. Since I've last written on here I have:

- Left Scotland and headed back down to England
- Explored northern Wales for a few hours
- Met some crazy people on long bus rides
- Arrived in London yet once again
- Met up with a cousin of mine whom I haven't seen in 8 years
- Ate the delicious food he cooked up in no time and listened to all the crazy things that have happened to him the past year and a half, including the story about how he ended up in London
- Acted artsy at the Tate, which came quite naturally
- Met up with a friend from Australia and reminisced

Having covered more of planet Earth during the past 9 weeks, I now find myself feeling more at ease while also feeling restless, feeling cynical yet hopeful, and feeling satiated and thirsty all at the same freakin time. Awkward, no? Not really sure how to explain it better here. So ask me questions if you want to know more about my experiences. I'll just leave it like that. Cause it makes me sound all cryptic and deep. And deep is good.

Until I travel again...or if something exciting happens in Vancouver,

Zen

Monday, August 18, 2008

"Yearning to feel the kiss of sweet Scottish rain"

I'm not yearning to feel the kiss of the sweet Scottish rain. That's just a pretty sounding line from Scotland the Brave . I arrived in Scotland three days ago. Edinburgh is freakin/bloody gorgeous. I'm staying with friends Paul and Olwyn. Their house is right down the street from the Edinburgh castle. Fireworks come out of the castle every night during this festival month. The town is buzzing. There are people from all corners of this earth here right now. This fest is the biggest arts festival in the world. Which equals heaven for me. Let me paint a picture for you so you better understand.

Hundreds of venues. A cappella group from Czech performing in the street, a few yards from a French clown in a French flag leotard. Ballet performances which are not as free. Shakespeare on shuffle. Molière and Ionesco re-imagined in big venues, little venues, black box theatres, fill-in-the-blank-theatres. Art galleries brimmed to the ceilings with...well art. A simultaneous book festival with book readings from authors all over the world...like the author of Fight Club who's in town right now. World renowned stand up comedians cracking jokes till 2 am. Markets selling fair trade products like jam. Mmmmm jam. And mmmmm Ionesco.

I'm living in this little wonderland. Dreading to go back home and plop back into "real life." School, work, responsibilities have currently been put on the back burner. Like the back burner way down.

Anyway, I should jet. I have to go do Scottish things like wake up and eat porridge by the castle. Sorry this post appears a bit all over the place. It's 7 am so, I'm blaming it on this ungodly hour.

Friday, August 15, 2008

Back in the U of K

I'm back in the United Kingdom! The awkward placing of the @ sign on the British keyboards is already driving me crazy. However, it's also nice to be back in a place where women have more rights and can dress however they want! Just to make up for the last month and a half, I have planned to wear scandalous clothing for the next few days. Not sure now this plan will pan out cause it's probably going to be cold and rainy...knowing this place. I'm heading to Scotland tomorrow to check out the Edinburgh Festival. I am SO flippin excited. You don't even know. My time on the computer is running out! Gotta jet! Toddle doo!

Tuesday, August 12, 2008

Internet! I've found you again! Post these pictures NOW!

These pictures are old. They were taken way back in June/early July. This first one was taken in the streets of London, in case you didn't figure that out already.

This is my brother drinking in a pub in England. Isn't he only 17 you say? Yup. The bartender wasn't looking.

They have really nice beaches in England. I totally didn't know. I went down south to Poole to visit a friend of mine. It's absolutely gorgeous there.

It's the Middle East! I call this photo "Sunset in Kuwait" Mostly because that's literally what it is.

I call this one "Women wearing burkha on the beach in 50 degrees heat"

Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Brown times

Holidays rock. You don't know what day of the week it is. You have no idea what day of the month it is. You forget how to spell the word "chore" and you eat things other people cook.

Bangladesh has scooped me up in her monsoon soaked hands and has been cradling me so. All this monsoon cradling in this humid air has left my hair a massive fro. Bangladesh has also been feeding me lots. Steven and I are kind of fat right now. True story. What have we been eating these days (sometimes up to three times a day)?

Mangoes
Fish curry
Jackfruit
Bengali desserts
Lamb curry
Duck curry
[Fill in the blank] curry


God bless people who cook brown food...well.

Saturday, July 12, 2008

Dear Air Conditioning,

Thank you for saving my life and the lives of many others who live near the equator. Thank you for making sure I didn't slowly roast in the Kuwaiti heat. I wasn't aware that there were humans beings out there going about their daily businesses in 50 degrees Celsius. I didn't think the Earth would heat up past 45 degrees to be honest. But it does. And I continue to pray for those stray cats in Kuwait walking around in the never-ending sauna.

I want to say I'm ok now, that I won't need you anymore...but I don't want to prematurely make statements that I won't be able to stand by later. You know I arrived in Bangladesh today? It's only 28 degrees here right now. But wait! Don't walk away just yet. That's what I meant earlier. There are a few ifs and buts. It'll stay in the 28 to 35 degree range while I'm here. Now you're thinking "Suck it up Zen. You've done that before." And I have! Australia and all. But unlike Kuwait, which gives you dry heat, it is ridonculously* humid in Bangladesh. My skin sweat-eth. My hair is sticking to my neck. I feel like I'm wearing a turtleneck sweater made of hair.

I exaggerate. Besides the humidity I'm enjoying myself here. I missed Bangladesh SO much and am having such a fun time with my cousins so far. I've only been in the country for 8 hours so I'm sure there's plenty more of this fun in store for me. I guess what I'm trying to say is, don't leave just yet. I have you in my room right now and I might call on you from time to time. I realize you won't be there when I head to the small towns and villages though, and I'll forgive you for that.

Hope you're chillin like a villain. Hahaha...chillin. So much wit...so little time...

Sincerely,

Zen (not quite as cool as you)


*Real word. Part of the Zenith Bose Dictionary. Look it up.

Saturday, July 05, 2008

Bose family reunite. Which is fine. Except for Steven.

My familia has arrived in England. We have been having a swell time. I missed my brother the last week and a half. Since he's arrived I've forgotten why it was that I missed him. He's already leeching off of me and making me pay for all kinds of stuff. Mints, sandwiches...mints. I'm not sure what the mints are all about.

But it's been fun exploring London with the family. It's also been fun being the pro in the group. They were all like "Oh whichever way should we go?" and I was all like "Let me guide you with my almost-local-knowledge of this city" Sarcasm aside, I am freakin awesome at figuring out my way around new cities. Unlike Moumita. Moumita really sucks the bucket. I mean REALLY sucks. I hope she reads this post. But I'm amazing and if you don't believe me, ask my dad. He didn't even try to figure out his way around London cause he had me and I was...well, amazing. Yesterday Steven and I went to catch Avenue Q on Broadway. Good times with puppets who do some R rated stuff. We both know almost all the songs in the musical so we sang along (quietly) and sat at the edge of our seats for all the punchlines.

We've done all the touristy crap that one would want to do in London. And I had already done half of them with Zina anyway so I'm ready to move on. So goodbye London and hello Kuwait. We're boarding our plane to head to the Middle East. Pray that the sun won't roast us. That's all for now. Toodle doo.

Monday, June 30, 2008

This post was supposed to be up 2 days ago.

I was writing this 2 days ago at an internet cafe. I had only paid for an hour. Just before I clicked on "publish post" my hour was up and my computer logged me off. Most annoying indeed. So pretend it's Friday the 27th and I'm in Liverpool...because neither of those things stand true at the moment, as I type away from an internet cafe in London.

Today Rob, Dave, and I were walking around the city centre in Liverpool when we saw this seagull standing in a sea of pigeons. It was walking around bullying all the pigeons and feeling quite good about itself. At one point it picked a pigeon up with its beak! The pigeon was sandwiched in between its beak. I thought the seagull was going to snap the pigeon in half. I shrieked and grabbed Dave's arm in a "do- something-stop-this-bird-bullying-madness" kinda way. The pigeon started flapping its wings and the seagull finally let go. The whole thing lasted only for about 5 seconds or so, but it was the scariest and most scarring 5 seconds of this entire trip. Rob, Dave, and I continued to walk around town, but the rest of the day wasn't the same. We continued on with our day, but with a little less hope, and a little more "WTF WAS THAT??" If you see any birds out there exhibiting this behaviour call 1 800 BIG BIRDS ARE AHOLES.