Epik orientation was fun, a little intense, but a lot of
fun.
Unlike most people, who met at the airport, and made their
way to the orientation venue via a coach provided by Epik, I made my own way to
the orientation venue from Sai’s flat, after clearing that it was ok with my
co-ordinator. Our orientation was in Chungnam, Daejeon.
My Shared room |
I was the first to arrive and quickly made conversation with
the…head leader woman in charge of the whole orientation, who handed me a load
of free stuff and then showed me to my room. By the time I’d claimed my bed and
unpacked, it didn’t take long for people to start arriving. The rest of the
first day was pretty much a write off as people were arriving at all times, up
until 23:00, there was nothing other than dinner that could be arranged for
those who were arriving in time for it. Naturally though I didn’t sit in my
room, exploring and networking was pretty much the only thing to be done.
Orientation campus |
orientation campus |
The next day people were arranged into their groups, and
were each assigned a time to go to the gym for a medical exam. Not the most fun
thing in the world I must say. They took out 50,000KWR and each of us joined
the conveyer belt of tests. I was fine until it came to having blood taken. I’d
never had blood taken before up onto this point and I started to freak out a
little. The comforting words of a fellow Epik teacher in front of me in the
line did help, but then when I sat down and I realized there was a film crew
recording me having my blood taken, I really wasn’t impressed. We were then all appeased with food straight after and a tour of the campus, followed
by our orientation intro ceremony. There was your generic speeches by some
important people and some cool traditional performances. There was a gayageum
performance, taepyeongmu (Folk Dance) and another performance which I don’t
know the name of because on all my photos, there is lighting glare over the
name of the performance. >.>
At the weekend we were treated to a trip to a “traditional
Korean village”. The village was set up in the manor of a real Korean village
but a large proportion of the village itself was reconstructed to replicate an
authentic village. The whole facility was almost like a theme park without the
cheesiness and with a lot more respect and order. Initially we were taken to a
few performances in the village including an outdoor version of that one
performance I don’t know the name of, a man who looked older than both my
grandparents doing type-rope-walking, and a really cool martial arts
performance which included the use of horses, sword and bows and arrows.
We then had lunch and were taken on a guided tour of the village by a very
talented high school English student, who was adorable.When the tour was over we were guided to a hall where we
made traditional masks and learnt how to do a dance to go with them. This was a
lot of fun, even if I did feel silly.
The dance which I don't know the name of... |
The last few week days of our orientation, we were given
time to prepare a lesson plan in groups of 2 or three and at the end of the orientation we had to do
our lesson, which was judged by an external English teacher who already had
several years experience as an EFL teacher. Naturally my group got an award for
the best lesson plan and delivery ^^. Although, I have yet to open it because
the box is really pretty, I don’t want to unwrap it. I know what’s in it though
since my co-teacher ripped it open straight away. It’s a really ornate book
mark which again, is too pretty to ever be put to use. xD
And thus, our orientation came to an end. All that was left
was to have a great last night out in
Daejeon as obnoxious foreigners and then say our goodbyes. The following morning, most of the groups got on their coaches off to their prospective provinces and schools. Since my group was already in their province, we were all picked up by our co-teachers or a representative. Naturally, since I was the first there. I was the last to leave too. My co-teacher didn’t come and pick me up herself, but another teacher who could speak English came to get me. He was lovely and very apologetic for being late. He got lost on his way, but that didn’t bother me.
Daejeon as obnoxious foreigners and then say our goodbyes. The following morning, most of the groups got on their coaches off to their prospective provinces and schools. Since my group was already in their province, we were all picked up by our co-teachers or a representative. Naturally, since I was the first there. I was the last to leave too. My co-teacher didn’t come and pick me up herself, but another teacher who could speak English came to get me. He was lovely and very apologetic for being late. He got lost on his way, but that didn’t bother me.
Last goodbyes |
Food at our orientation |
During our orientation, I must say though, our co-ordinators
were all completely lovely. They were so kind, funny and cute, and a complete
pleasure to be around. I think literally the only thing that I had an issue
with actually during the orientation was some of the foreigners. A lot of the
Americans and South Africans, (who made the majority of the teachers) hadn’t done any research
what so ever into Korean before arriving. They did a lot of complaining whether
it be about the weather or the food. A
lot hadn’t made any effort to learn any of the language, liked creating
unnecessary drama and even mocked the
Korean coordinators for their accents. Such ignorance always makes my blood
boil.
In contrast, I didn’t limit myself to making friends with
the teachers at the orientation, Through the magic of smart phone apps, and free wifi in
Korea, I got talking to a fare few local people, and in the evenings I after
classes, most nights I would beet them and go out into Daejeon. It was a great
way to get to make some Korean friends, who are willing to meet me whenever I
visit Daejeon again.
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