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Let's get physical (education)

So the church where I work is located on the campus of a girls' middle and high school. What is our parking lot on Sunday morning doubles as their field for physical education. Since the weather has been a little warmer of late, the school's PE class has moved outdoors. Looking out the window of my office the other day I saw the students lined up in military formation. I wondered if it was some sort of drill. It turns out they were doing calisthenics, which I assume constituted their PE class. It's a far cry from what students in America experience, or at least what I did. Where's the dodgeball? Regimentation and order pervade Korean society. Meetings begin at a set time regardless of whether everyone is there. People fall into their place in society based on their age, gender, family background, level of education, and perhaps most importantly--place of education. The annual college placement exam is the most important event in a high school student's life to th...

Unappetizer

Every Tuesday the pastors here go out for lunch together. Yesterday we visited a restaurant owned by a church member. The restaurant's specialty is a dish known as boshintang (보신탕), which is...well...dog stew. I thought that eating dog "meat" was confined to the more rural areas of Korea, but this restaurant was in the middle of Gangnam, one of the busiest districts of Seoul. Bottom line--no, I did not partake--the restaurant offered other dishes. Only a particular type of dog is raised for its "meat," or so I've read. In Korean they are called nureongi (누렁이), which is slang for "yellow one." They are mid-sized spitz-type dogs that look a lot like the Jindo, a dog native to Korea that Koreans revere for its intelligence and loyalty. Dog ownership is becoming quite common in Seoul, especially among younger Koreans, so I hope that Koreans find it increasingly difficult to distinguish dogs that sit on a couch from those that sit on a plate. ...

Snark attack

The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis is not among my favorite books, but in it he does highlight one eternal truth: some people prefer a self-inflicted, self-contained misery to an experience of grace. As an extremely brief synopsis, the main character is taken on an eschatological bus ride, during which he meets many fellow travelers, each of whom carries a perpetual cloud of cantankerousness over themselves. The bus departs from a land of dreary grays and eventually arrives at what is basically the Microsoft Windows wallpaper--rolling hills, green fields, blue skies--rich colors and lush scenery all around. Despite the improvement in their surroundings, his fellow travelers continue to find things to complain about. In fact, their bodies cannot physically adjust to the beauty of their new surroundings. While wandering through the greenery they discover that they are, in fact, ghosts who lack corporeal bodies. They cannot acclimate to the weightiness, the substantiveness of this new rea...