Korean Fairy Tale

Once upon a time there was a class of fine and intelligent Korean children who, pushed only by their love of education for education's sake, decided to enroll in volentary, suplimentary, English classes after school.  Their teacher was an ugly troll from Canada who always wore the same miss-buttoned shirt and sometimes drooled. 

One day the troll ambled into class on his impossibly bowing legs, babelling and drooling among other disgusting things.  The children treated him far better than he deserved, as they always did.

"Please share with us your knowledge for the day," they sang like ornate chimes.

"Humpty Dumpty," the troll spat, though the children did not flinch because they had a silent graceful strength. 

"Explain this please," and the children leaned closer when so many would have leaned away.

The troll went on to explain, in poor grammar and syntax that even the children could tell was a butchering of an already slovenly language, all about Humpty Dumpty: his climb up the wall and subsiquent fall, the conern and failure of the King's horses and men and the fact that he was an egg.

The children were deferencial beyond a fault, but as the troll closed his story they were filled with righteous purpose and spoke like a volley of cannons.

"That is preposterous.  No Korean King would ever waste time with an egg.  Our royalty had a sense of priority and this story offends their memory and our young minds." 

With these brave words the troll was vanquished to his slimey cavern and, unimpeded, the children mastered English by the following Tuesday.