Well. It’s truck day. That’s my name for it, anyway, I don’t think the Korean teachers have a specific name for it. It’s just the day that a giant truck appears on the dirt exercise field, and third grade students run towards it, dumping their books on the ground. The truck picks up the books with it’s… grabby arm thing (I just spent a good five minutes googling it and trying to figure out what it’s called, if you know, please enlighten me) and the books are taken away, presumably to be recycled or perhaps BURNED along with all of the practice tests they’ve ever taken. I’m only partially joking about the burning.
The best thing about today is seeing the third graders genuinely laugh. Granted, it’s a sort-of maniacal and strange laugh as they run towards the truck, dump their books on the ground, dance around a little, and leave, but it’s a laugh.
Enjoy some pictures of the truck, its grabby arm thing, and books.
Happy Monday! Wherever you are, whatever you’re doing, I hope that at least once in your life you get the opportunity to have a truck come, collect the thing that most troubles you, and take it away.