….your boyfriend?
Last week my new round of extra English classes began, after school on Fridays. Unlike last semester’s round of extra classes, this one is only once a week, and they go from 4-5:40.
Also new this year, we have to have two native teachers at the school to teach, because I said that 40 students for extra class, on my own, was too much.
Consequently, I recruited my friend Dylan, a Canadian that lives near me and teaches at a different high school. He is tall, has a beard, and is male.
Consequently consequently, after he entered my all- girls’ school, nearly every teacher has asked me, in one form or another, if Dylan is my boyfriend. Just to clarify, Dylan is not my boyfriend. Nope. Nope nope nope.
But, the best form of the question just happened again… One of the older, new teachers, whose English is very poor but who very much wants to have conversation with me, just asked…..
“Before… Friday… your… love-man?”
Nope, just a tall white guy I’m with. Not my boyfriend.
Sorry to disappoint, Korea.