Oops!

The blowing snow outside that whips by and stings like a family of bitter wasps has been a huge discomfort this week. Worse still, is that the older kids who are decent at English ask me with puzzled disbelief if it is actually spring outside. I played the, "...uh, this is what spring is like in Canada" card.

This morning, Mr. Oh came up to me while I was photocopying. He grabbed me around the shoulder and squeezed with his Kumdo (Korean sword fighting) trained arm and said "Tonight, cow party." I'm not sure what this means but in referring to my bad English to good English dictionary I've come up with a dinner for the new teachers at our school. I'll let you know.