I taught the last class of the civic employees. I played some clips of the old Mr. Bean TV show for comic relief--relief from the serious discussion on the disabled we'd been having for 1.5 hours, and relief from the sadness of parting. It was very touching when I left, as I could tell we were all a little sad all the same.
Here's a view of our last discussion. Hello, Irene! Irene follows my blogs.
Here is a view of the staff cafeteria, where I ate for probably the last time. I got there at 11 a.m. and I was the first diner; the food services manager ordered the preparation expedited so that I could eat right away. It being Tuesday, stewed mackerel was served, as expected.
Here are some views along the uphill trek through the Uam-dong campus of BUFS going the building that holds the staff cafeteria up to the building that holds my office. It was a typical winter day, with mostly sunny skies and a temperature of just above freezing.
IT building in front of the soccer field.
Lab Building on the right; Student Building straight ahead in front.
Library on the right; the red brick C block ahead on the left; and the roadway up to the next level ahead in the middle.
Now you're looking up at the F Building (yes, it has meant "F'n" to us!) at the top of the hill where most foreign language classes are taught.
After my early lunch, I had some time to spare. I stayed in my office and decided I may as well do a little packing. I folded a couple of boxes and bound them with packing tape, and then filled them with three years of class records and some office supplies.
Here's a view of my office door, boxes stacked up next to it. On the right is the female students' washroom, and it is right next to the stairwell that leads from the back entrance. I won't miss that location in the foreign teacher "ghetto"!
My work station, most decor and computer hardware removed. The printer that I dragged home today sits wrapped on a desk.
Looking to the rear of the office with my mate's work station on the right. I've been removing a lot of clutter over recent months. It used to resemble a second-hand goods store. Actually, it is a partitioned classroom, with the spittle and gum left about 20 years ago still plastered to the floor. I know our new office won't be nearly as big, but it has to be nicer!
My sinuses were effected from just one hour of digging through old stuff and packing two boxes. They've been irritated and I've been staving off a chill all afternoon.
Well, a hot meal will help. It's time to make dinner: some stir-fried vegetables with pollock, I guess.