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Green is the color of greed; the color of Capitalism. It can also be the color of plenitude; the color of nature; the color of peace. Southern Ontario is spoiled. Because of its rich landscapes. Its curvatures. Its muscular skeleton called the Canadian Shield. It’s a hard land with hard people brought up in the cold, coping with dark winter days and cold draughts.

Hey All:

So my last post was a decided "turning away" from the election, and a focus on other news topics instead. We know that we're under three weeks away from the election in the USA. I expect as soon as the election is over that I will be getting walloped by Christmas advertising everywhere... Phew.

What can be done instead of feeling caught between events?

Where am I? I asked myself this a few hundred times a day as I pondered all the things I would have been doing had I not rolled up on this remote tropical island. I had fallen off the map, or it felt that way. I was in a place were clocks don’t matter because the time of day falls into two categories: before sunset and after sunset.

Experiencing day to day life and working in South Korea allowed me to see aspects of school life that are so very different from schools in the U.S. Besides the more obvious differences like food, the language, the customs and the holidays, there were the details of daily school culture that differed greatly.

Are Western women easy? The answer depends on who you ask. I am a single white female (SWF) travelling in Indonesia, a country that has conservative values regarding women, so my Western perspective is biased. This musing may provoke a bit of controversy but isn’t that the best kind of reading? It’s certainly the best kind of writing.

After teaching in South Korea for three years, two of the most common questions I get tend to be: “why did you leave(?),” and “do you want to go back (?)” While I plan to address the first question (which is rather personal) in a future blog post, the second question is an interesting one. I find it interesting that people seem to read my mind and see right through me.

(Editor's Note - Regardless of who you vote for, if you are American, please vote in the upcoming election. I will select one person at random who shares or likes or comments on this article who will receive some free ESL101 swag (T-shirt and stickers) - so share, like, tweet, post, etc...I just got my ballot today - karma!

I remember, as a child, going on family holidays to Florida. Cocoa beach with its big waves; the freeway sprawled before me, windows rolled down, radio tuned to a local radio station playing “Kissed By A Rose” every hour, on the hour. I remember lizards clinging to walls, frozen out of fear; lizards on the road, splayed and flattened. I remember most of what it means to be free.

I was recruited back in 2009 during what some consider a ‘golden age’ of teaching English; the joke was: if you had a pulse and a college degree you could land a teaching job in Korea. While I hope that this was a bit of an exaggeration, sometimes it seemed true.

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