I am growing a cyber-gut.

I cannot complain about my retirement. I sit on the sunny beach of this public school's main office every day from 9 until 4:30 as has always been my wish. I have staked several lucrative claims on virgin territory of the internet. I believe I may build a modest log cabin on Google's back forty. Yesterday I brought my laptop to school and played a Star Wars based mass multiplayer online game because it's the sort of extreme nerdity that I like to flaunt about now that I am retired. I order in lunch every day, and every day I get just what I want. I do not get my hair cut and I am considering wearing a toque. I have access to a very large box of mandarin oranges. 

And yet for all I have, there are still troubled thoughts that can roll in early in the day and leave me unable to youtube for hours. Is this really the meaning of life? Do we teach for two years till the ripe age of twenty-five just so that we can poke away our remaining months in Korea as kept men, (or women), of the public school system? It might be that there is more to this, but it is for the younger ones who come after me to discover it. I am already too deep in this dream.

Also, I still have more videos!

The Smoker Who Died

A tour de force from a group of boys who I in no way expected to actually complete this project. Filming some of the opening scenes, the boys absolutely kicked the shit out of the bathroom door. I couldn't even get mad at them, I was too excited they were speaking English. Expect to see these boys in the NBA.

Girls! Girls! Girls!

The most avant-guard of the films turned in for the Bummul Film Festival, 'Girls! Girls! Girls!' tells the story of a young boy driven mad by lust, his subsequent running afoul with a teacher, and then some stuff that I do not understand culminating in a beating. Despite repeatedly telling them that their movies might be shown to all of the 9th grade students, the male lead in this piece expressed extreme distress when he was told that the girls had seen his film. This simply goes to show that if you give a ninth grade boy a rope he'll embarrass himself in front of girls with it. 

Extra! Extra! Newspaper is incredible useful!

A great premise that ends in a glittery celebration of newspaper. The monks who shaved just the tops of their heads and started the printing press would be proud. Scandal rocked this video though as yet another student complained that it was terribly unfair that we were going to do what we said we'd do and show the boys classes their great work. A much better tactician than the boy above, she petitioned her Korean English teacher and pleaded extreme shyness. She won her case and we didn't show this video to the boys classes and I am not bitter at all no not at all. (It's the lead dancer, be sure to pay extra special attention to her.)

Next time - wrapping it up with the final four videos. Do you think I saved my favourite for last? I'll give you a hint:  

      Oh Yeah!