Articles tagged with: FLS
Korea 021 – My Battle Cry
On the rare occasion when he had something to say to all the foreign teachers, Director Lee communicated with us through Barry, a New Zealander in his early forties. Barry had spent many years teaching English in Japan and spoke good Japanese. He had been employed at FLS long enough to rate his own desk beside Director Lee’s. He was the “Person to Person” specialist …
Korea 019 – Insane Bus Drivers
In the end, things worked out very well. Some other classes were formed and my hours increased and FLS became the cornerstone of my life for the next six months. My routine didn’t change much from the Munwha days except that my commute was now on a bus, an entirely different though as absorbing an experience as riding the subway.
Rather than turning North outside the …
Korea 018 – A Job at FLS
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I learned through another teacher that FLS, the imaginatively named Foreign Language School, was looking for an English teacher on very short notice. One of their teachers who they were counting on for the month had worked one day and then had disappeared without a trace.
FLS was on the semi-island of Youido, a large chunk of land hugging the south side of the Han River. …