Day O'
Sledding :
Went sledding with the school today. Good fun. It has been awhile...I think the last time involved Kacy and I borrowing a stranger's "amazing" innertube at Peak's View Park in Lynchburg; losing control and ending up in thorn bushes with a popped innertube, which that didn't belong to us. Met, and rode home with the Portnoy men, what a day.
Today there was as much bad-mouthing as one can muster with simple English (teacher is winnner, you lose.) Me and my big-mouth sat in the neon green, K-Mart quality sled at the top of this 100 yard iced-over snow hill. I started off well and 20 yards down ended face first in a snow bank. I heard a lot of "teacher NO winner" after that. I guess it has been awhile. They played this techno Korean Christmas music, I believe Koreans think that as long as its cold, its still Christmas.
At the bottom were what I called Human Stop Signs, these guys in red jackets, whose job was to prevent sledders from crashing into the building or morseo, the people standing in front of it. Between the Stop sign's bodies and a few flimsy tires, most out-of-control sledders were stopped. My second run, when I actually made it to the bottom, I didn't realize YOU had to stop YOURSELF ie: feet down, spraying snow all over the place. I assumed that stopping you was the red guys' jobs. Needless to say, at speeds clocked over 50kph, I had several stop signs throw themselves in front of me to prevent dea
th of countless children. It was like a Korean sundae with an Alicia bowl.
Theres nothing like a little sledding to cure the pain of a month of 12-hour days. I hate my job, but I love it. I have never been so consumed with time, thought and emotion, from work in my life. Granted the long nights of pouring drinks as a bartender or the endless days in the sun yelling "WAAAALLLLKKK" as a lifeguard, understandably didn't take as much out of you. Its weird investing yourself in something and spending yourself on it, wholly. I am glad I am here. It's gonna be a long but good year.
Thursday, January 12, 2006
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