Friday, March 26, 2004

yesterday, my macro prof brought her 9 year old daughter to class. yes, she had school too, but she wasn't "feeling well" so my prof just brought her along. we spent about 15 minutes of class just talking about the duaghter and how she acts and stuff like that. she was apparently in a talent show the night before, so she performed some hilary duff song for us, with my prof dancing along with her. hilarious. then as class started to proceed, the daughter started reading some book and from time to time, the prof would look at her and start talking to her. she was also doing things just to get the attention of the class as well. i guess some people were annoyed that the prof was paying more attention to her daughter than teaching the class... i thought it was rather awkward, but whatever, anything to make the day more interesting. after class, i asked the daughter for a cookie and told her in exchange, that i'd stick up for her the next time she's in trouble. it was a good deal she thought.

but on a sidenote, i remember sitting in one of my dad's classes in korea one day. i think it was a lab class he was teaching, but i'm not sure if i remember. all i remember is all these college students staring at me trying to talk english to me and asking me all these questions during the lab. i was super shy and i don't think i answered anyone's questions at all. i just remember sitting there in the back of the room. it would be interesting to sit in on one of his classes from a much older point of view though. maybe if i ever go to korea ever again, i'll do it.

speaking of korea, we were talking about country risk in south korea in my international business class, and whenever you are considering the economic risk of any country, you have to assess the political climate as well. so of course, with south korea, it's a big risk all the time because the political situation is always unstable which in part led to the IMF crisis of '97. i had to bite my tongue the entire class so i wouldn't say "that's right!" whenever the prof talked about the corruption and scandal that occurs there.

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