For some, the day wasn't over until they dropped off a final gift or two. They are so sweet, aren't they? The little origami things they make are so cool. I don't know how their little fingers make the folds. I even received a little portrait, semi-anime style. Hey, it looked just like me. I just sat at my desk and smiled inside.
And then I got poop.
Yes, a nice fresh pile of clay poop. Koreans find humorous the site of a swirly mound of Dairy Queen'esque looking poop for some strange reason. And I got some! Gosh, I must be one special teacher.
This semester will be one to digest for a long time.