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Teachers and Experiences
The
Understanding Teacher by Park, Do Hyun
Mr.
Park Jin Yong taught me German when I was a high school student.
He had short hair and was of average height; he did not look quite
different from other teachers in my high school. However, he had
a different quality that other teachers did not have. Most teachers
only cared about how many students would get admission from top
schools, so an understanding teacher seemed to be an oxymoron in
my high school-yet he was understanding toward students. He was
wiling to try to be in students' place, understand their problems,
and give them any help they would need. One day my friends and I
sneaked out of school and played basketball during the compulsory
nighttime study. On the way back to school, we were unexpectedly
caught by Mr. Park. If he had told other teachers that we played
basketball during the nighttime study, we would have been in an
enormous trouble such as a lot of beatings by teachers, bringing
parents to school, and a few weeks of suspension because to skip
the nighttime study was considered as one of the worst student's
“crimes.” However, he never told it to any other teacher. Instead,
he literally spanked us as his own punishment and told us, “I know
you guys like to play basketball. But there is a time and a place,
and now it is time to study for your future. You can play basketball
as much as you can later.” I was surprised that there was a considerate
teacher in my high school; I really appreciated his willingness
to understand students and got to admire him. Since then, I realized
what was the most important to me, so I studied hard and finally
got admission from Yonsei University, one of the top schools in
Korea. In addition, I resolved that I would try to be considerate
of other people like him at any position I would be.
Horse's
Nose Is My Benefactor by Lyu Su-Min
As
the proverb says "Don't step on your teacher's shadow."
Mr.Cho, my junior teacher of highschool remain in my memory. He
was a strict teacher in charge of my class and had a nickname 'horse's
nose' because his nose looks like it. Every student was afraid of
him, so some students played a trick on their classmate by various
means. For example, they disguised them as a teacher and opened
the front door with a bang. After that happened every student quieted
down then they giggled but it was habitual. One day someone opened
the front door with a bang again. I pissed off and said "Horse's
nose! Why are you come again?". A quiet stillness prevailed.
Mr.cho stood in front of me when I looked up so I was shocked. He
ordered me to follow him but he didn't fairly tore into me and preferably
he was anxious about my family's financial embarrassment. For the
first time, I was afraid of him, however I changed my mind because
he proved to be a strict educator the other side warm-heartedness.
Moreover when my family's financial condition was badly off, he
became my friend and invited me to his friend's academy free. It
was a teacher's 'Jung' to poor students. Thanks to his assistance
I could improve score. I am indebted to him for what I am. He was
enthroned in the hearts of me. I strive for imitate the virtues
of benevolent 'horse's nose'.
A
Teacher Who Was 6.8 Feet Tall by Kang Myung-hwa
When I was freshman in middle school, I was obedient
and kept quiet in classroom. One day morning, most of my classmates
were mading a noise in the classroom . I had to do my homework,
so I was reading English book. While reading, I glimpsed at front
door. At the moment, a teacher who was 6.8 feet was coming to my
classroom and our eyes met for a while. I didn't worry about that
and continued reading English book again. Then he pointed at someone
around me and ordered to go to him. All my classmates were frightened,
but I was not afraid of him because I hadn't chat with anyone. However,
his finger was pointing at me. I was mortified, but went to him.
Then he slapped on my cheeks. He didn't want to know who made a
noise. He only wanted for students to obey him. After the incident,
he always hit students like that. He enjoyed hitting students. I
noticed that he was incompetent as a teacher and thought he would
be fired soon. However, he was not only keep his job up but also
loved by many teachers. After that, I realized there couldn't be
inventive student but only obedient student in my school.
The
Teacher Who Taught Me the Meaning of Real Love by Kang, Min-ju
When I was 12th grade in high school, I met a
teacher whose name was Lee Namil and he is the best teacher that
I have ever met, because he taught me the meaning of real love.
He developed a potbelly and it looked like a big gourd. My
classmates and I used to call him "Teletubbies," the characters
in TV series for kids made by BBC (the British Broadcasting Corporation),
because his potbelly really looked like that of "Telletubbies."
Sometimes he laid his hands on his abdomen, and it made my classmates
and me laugh. His eyes were so big and clear-cut, so s/he
got to be tensioned when he stared at one of my classmates with
his big eyes. Because of his big and clear-cut eyes, he had two
nicknames. One is "Garfield", a cat character in
a famous cartoon. The other is "Cat bus" which appeared
in the animation movie, Totoro, created by Miyajaki Hayao. Sometimes
he looked severe, but other times he really was friendly. He really
loved and cared about his students. He visited the classroom whenever
he had time and talked with students and ate lunch or dinner together.
Through it he could get closer with his students, so many
graduates still visit him from time to time and so do I. He likes
drinking pretty much, so he often drinks liquors with his pupils.
Even when he drinks liquors, he teaches his pupils drinker's
etiquettes without forgetting himself a teacher. I have drunk liquors
with him and his other pupils several times. When drinking
we talked a lot, so we could get much closer. When I sad because
my grades in exams went down, he consoled me and when I showed a
better record in exams, he was delighted together and inspired me.
When I worried about the university entrance exam, he comforted
me. When I was sad and shed tears because of some troubles with
friends, he soothed me. He gave me real love and true care,
so I can not forget the time spent with him in high school. I dare
to say no other teacher could be more enthusiastic to his or her
students and no other teacher could give such a great love to students.
I dare to say again he is one of the best teachers in the world
and that is why I love and respect him.
Need
for Guarantee of Diversity in University by Cho, Seon Yeong
From
the case of professor Ma Gwang-Su, I've learned that it is very
important for Universities to function as a forum of varied discussion.
In the first term last year I took a lesson, “understanding of a
play” from Prof. Ma who had both good and bad reputation. In 1992
he was called for obscenity of his novel, “The Happy Sara” by prosecution
and given a suspended sentence of two years. After being pardoned,
he was rehabilitated to his former position in 1998. In my class,
Prof. Ma frequently emphasized, “ Be garish! I hope young people
feel free to express their emotions and opinions about sexual relations
though our society taboo them.” He assented on the legalization
of prostitution for practical protection of prostitutes' lives rather
than remaining it illicit deal if government could not eliminate
it completely when I asked him about that matter. Unfortunately
he had to leave the Yonsei University again in August last year
for not being accepted in professor reappointment. Officially announced
reason was a lack of qualification in his treaties, in fact it was
the result of a conflict between the liberal minority and the conservative
majority. It's regrettable that the university pushed him out nevertheless
the educational institution has to promote students and professors
to express their ideas whatever those are. Through Prof. Ma's several
events I realized that universities should contribute to forms the
ground works for admitting diversity.
Why
I Had to Take a Year Off by Lee, Young-uk
 When
I was in 11th grade I went out with a boy who I had known since
kindergarten. It was him who asked for dates. Besides liking him,
I thought seeing him would give me an energy to deal with stress
from school. After a few pleasant weeks passed, girls who I had
not known came to my classroom. They said they wanted to talk to
me behind the basketball post after lunch. I just ignored them because
they were too rude. When the fifth period endede, those girls came
back to me with anger. They blamed me for not meeting them and tried
to bully me into not going out with my boyfriend. One of the girls
pushed my shoulder, and swore at me in the classroom. I did not
know who they were until they left. After they returned to their
classroom, I burst into tears. My close friend told me they were
friends of my boyfriend's old girlfriend. They thought I screwed
up the relationship between their friend and my boy friend, but
I did not mean to hurt her. I did not even know their relationship.
Things were getting worse. Gossip about me grew. Eventually no one
who graduated from the bullies' middle school talked to me. Often
my slippers were found in the garbage bin. Even worse, whenever
I came into classroom, the whispering became silence. Finally I
told my boyfriend what happened to me. He repled it was my problem
and refused to give me help. I felt betrayed and decided to take
a year off from the school.
“My
Captain” Teacher in the Middle School by Lee, Mi-Deok
Do
you remember the movie “Dead Poets Society”? I have such a teacher
in my life. I met my respectful teacher in the middle school. She
was a biology teacher and homeroom teacher in the second grade of
the middle school. She was very kind and thoughtful, so I and my
classmates liked her very much. She also had many positive influences
on me in some aspects. First, she treated me and my classmates on
the same footing with another. She listened to everyone in my class
all the time and showed me and my classmates careful care about
each person equally. Second, she almost joined many events and did
the work concerning my class with my classmates and me. She left
together in the classroom after school when I and my classmates
prepared for something, such as a class chorus contest, an athletic
meeting, examinations, and so on. For example, on an athletic meeting,
she wore the same T-shirt with me and my classmates and cheered
all together, putting arms around each other's shoulders. Third,
she taught me not only many things in studying but also true friendship
in humanity. At that time, one day a classmate's father passed away.
She was very heartbroken at it because she had a warm heart. And
she said to my classmates , “A friend in need is a friend indeed.”
When the friend was painful and mournful, my classmates and I sympathized
and helped her. I really wanted to divide her sorrow. In brief,
she was beloved teacher from my classmates and me. I am very grateful
that she taught the true friendship, cooperation, helping each other
in the hard time, and so on. She still remains me as the best teacher
and maybe forever.
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