So there's this thing called an "Open Class."

There's this thing called an "open class" for new teachers here in South Korea. It's mandatory, everyone does it, and it's a total pain in the ass. Seriously, I can't be bothered.
What happens is that a few new teachers are put into a group. This is referred to as the "Critical Friends Group," or CFG. These "friends" come to your school and sit in on one of your classes. Sometimes the Principal, Vice-Principal, other teachers, etc., can come too. They watch, take notes, and afterwards give you some helpful pointers on what you could do to improve, what you're doing really well, etc. So far I've gone to three of these classes and I've gotten new ideas for my own classes from each one of them.

You might be asking yourself, "Well, that doesn't sound too bad. Maybe a little nerve-wrecking, but certainly not that big of a pain."

To that, I answer:

Of course, that's not the bad part. I don't mind having people come watch me teach. I'm actually not nervous at all. Call it confidence or stupid pride, but I'm a good teacher. I enjoy my job, and I think it shows. The only problem with open classes are your co-teachers. 

For an open class, you have to submit a lesson plan to the DMOE about a week in advance. No problem, right? Well, that's until you have a co-teacher who believes that this open class will either make or break their entire career. So they give their advice. Which basically looks like this:

No, this is not an attempt at subtle racism.

So it ends up that I write 5 different lesson plans before we send one off to the DMOE for the open class. I figure if I don't like it, I can still change it before the actual class. I have a week left, right?

Well, today I went to see another open class. By the time I got back, my co-teacher had worked herself into such a frenzy over what needed to be changed. I'm like: 

Okay, fine. We can change some stuff. Not a problem.

So we do. I rewrite the lesson again, putting in a couple new games and some vocab drilling. I figure it's brilliant (as usual). Apparently not. My co-teacher is afraid that some of the rules of the game won't be understood. 

So now we're rewriting and "experimenting" with a different class tomorrow. At this current moment I just feel like doing this:

This post was really just an excuse to use a bunch of gifs, 'cause I love them so. Also, I'm just frustrated with stressed out Koreans.