Stop!

For the love of all that is good! Stop feeding me already!

Yesterday evening I was taken to dinner by some of the teachers.

Today in my adults class we had a whole fresh home baked bread, one cake, two smaller pastries, two packets of biscuits and four cobs of corn to share. When I got back to the teachers room the teachers were pigging out on corn and offered me some. On my desk was a packet with ddeok. After lunch we were all given small cups of Baskin-Robbins ice cream. Did I mention lunch?

Just now someone called out for everyone to come get a sandwich.

Tonight I have to go for dinner with the adult students and after that I’m attending a birthday party.