I just can't shake this cold. Spring is not a good time of year to begin one's journey in Korea. There's some nasty stuff floating around - especially in a school of well over 1000 students.
But let me take a moment to tell you about one of them. I don't have the little dude's name yet, but I will this week. I've seen him in class once and in the hallway many times since. He's a little dude with little-to-no neck, a very expressive face, and what I expect beneath the language barrier to be a very good sense of humour.
He almost always walks with his hands in a praying position. Why? Well, he might be a faithful little fellow, though I've most often seen his clasped hands rising up at me begging for asylum from a certain much taller girl in his class. She will beat him soundly if I don't intervene. It seems to be partially in-fun, though I'm pretty sure that my friend's pleas are becoming quite in earnest. Damn though - the absurdity of it really makes me laugh.