I’m the first to admit that Korea is not the ideal place to learn Korean. There are numerous obstacles:
I know the feeling that you get when you walk out the door and the weather is too cold or too hot or too wet or too dreary. On top of that, you can read the signs but you can’t understand everything; you overhear conversations but have no idea what people are talking about, or if they’re talking about you, or if they’re talking about the weather; you wonder how to pay the bills; you wonder if you’re paying them right; you wonder what the fine print says; you wonder if there’s a better way to do it; you wonder what they’re giving you at the hospital; you wonder whether the taxi driver is ripping you off; you wonder where this bus is going; you wonder why you’re coughing so much; you wonder if you’ll ever get married; you wonder why getting married isn’t all it was cracked up to be; you wonder how to find a marriage counselor in a place like this; you make do with the marriage counselors you do find; you wonder why your director hired your co-worker, because he’s a complete idiot and makes work life harder than it has any right to be; you wonder where your roommate is at three o’clock in the morning; you wander around downtown Seoul for a year before defining a route to Kyobo Bookstore; you wonder how to buy a train ticket, the right train ticket, without a friend to handle translation, because you’d like to do it yourself, this once; you wonder where the best place to buy used furniture is; you wonder why there’s corn on the pizza; you wonder what that smell is; someone speaks Korean to you, and you understand what they said, but the words you need are stuck somewhere in your head, and you can’t pry them loose; and all that isn’t even the half of it. Everything seems new, everything seems different, everything seems uncertain, everything seems hard, and on top of that they expect you to learn the language. Some days (weeks, months, years), you’re just trying to keep your head above water.
I’ve learned over the years that in many respects, managing my life here in the States is not that different than managing my (former) life in Korea. Work, family life, exercise, and sleep take up so much of my time that I wonder how I’ll ever accomplish anything else.
I’ve found that simplicity is a key component in creating the space that I need to not only learn Korean but to work on a couple of other projects. How I learned that is a long, boring story, but the results are clear: I say no a lot; I don’t expect perfection from myself or others (oh all right, I’m still working on that one); I know why I’m doing what I’m doing. Routines are essential, but I can handle flexibility, too.
I’ve learned that life seasons come and go. You’ve just had a baby? Maybe now isn’t the right time to apply yourself to Korean studies. Your boss has you teaching an exhausting schedule for the next couple of months? Perhaps ditto, and give yourself another month to recover. You’ve just moved? Take a couple of weeks to get used to the new neighborhood. You’re burned out? Take care of yourself for a while. Life conspires to make it just plain hard? kangmi will be back later to give you a much-needed kick in the pants.
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