Friday, June 8, 2007

Rainman

I just left work, it was a bit drizzly, no big deal. I walk down the street a couple of blocks to this mall and catch a jeepney home (after a little internet cafe, maybe). As I approached the Petron gas station, a face became clear up ahead, it was Kuni! Then I noticed some other students. They waved and were excited to see me- they always are outside of school. Kuni came up a little faster and insisted that I take his umbrella. I was trying to explain, no I'm just walking over there, I'll be ok, but he had placed the handle in my hand already. That's how these guys are, not, "Do you want my umbrella?", because most people would say no to that, so there's no asking. I have to admit I felt a little special at that moment. As I was walking away and the students were gone in the distance, it started pouring. I mean pouring, my umbrella actually dipped and bent in toward me. I'm only wearing sandals and my feet got completely soaked. They are wet now.

I can't imagine an American guy doing that. I could imagine them making fun of me though, "I saw you yesterday in the rain with no umbrella! Stupid!" or if you prefer a little more mild. "Why don't you have an umbrella? It's raining!" Someone probably said that to Kuni when he got back to the school.

Food

This photo was taken by Richard Nowitz and I hope that I can use it here.
These are roasted scorpions on a stick. My student Nike has tried these, and say that they taste like a salty snack. She said that was for novelty, "just experience", they weren't that great.

My student June has eaten monkey brains, he said they were served in the monkey head with the skull opened at the top, like a lid removed. The taste was similar to vomit. He said that the monkey head was very small and "cute". This also falls under the category of novelty and not something that people just eat daily as part of a regular diet. Both these experiences happened in China.

I have another blog entry about bundegi (pupa), but that's not novelty, bundegi is a popular food item in South Korea. I would love to try these scorpions, but here in the Philippines there doesn't seem to be anything exotic like that. They do have balut, but that's disgusting to me, there's blood in it. I'm willing to go for insects and arachnids, but exotic mammals, no. Birds half-formed in their egg, no.

South Koreans also eat small live squids. They say that the sensation is better if the squid is alive. I had one student tell me that he ate a live squid and it came out his nose. It just swam right out the front of his face. He could feel and taste that for a week. Some people have choked to death because the squid opens itself up in the throat and blocks air passage. But again, these are normal foods for Koreans.

South Koreans are not known for being adventurous experimental eaters, some act like they might die if they have to eat non-Korean, so I thought these two students who tried those dishes in China were interesting.

Exams in Asia

Here in Asia, particularly China and Korea, exams are crucial. Now and again I see a story that highlights this. Here's a slice of life from Eastern China from the AP and Yahoo news.

Parents get plane diverted during exam
Thu Jun 7, 6:29 AM ET
Parents in eastern China have pushed to get a plane diverted to avoid disturbing their children taking nationwide university entrance exams that could make or break their futures, state media reported Thursday.
Xinhua News Agency said the students are taking their two-day exams, which started Thursday, at a school close to Huangshan airport in Anhui province.
Their parents, worried noise from an aircraft taking takeoff would mar the English comprehension test on Friday, appealed to the local education department and the airport decided to divert the plane.
Across China, about 9.5 million students are taking the entrance exams, competing for 5.67 million spots. It will be the only chance for most of the students to get into a university
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Wednesday, June 6, 2007

Is it wrong to look people up on MySpace?

Because, um, I've been doing it. I hope it's ok. There's one person I sent a message to and afterward I'm like, oh wait, actually that person might not like me. But they should like me. So that's what matters. ERGH. There's this other guy from highschool times that I found, and if he responds and shows up on my MySpace, my friends are going to screeeam because they probably forgot all about him, blast from the past man!
UPDATE: So he replied! His messges are so funny. I get this in my Inbox:

M***??[my maiden last name]
ARE YOU F****** KIDDING ME?
Wow.
Ok.
Huh.
Phillipines?
Myspace?
I need to catch my breath.
I can't believe it's you. When last did we speak?
15 years ago? You were in... Cali I think.
I don't believe this.
Theresa..... I'm so glad you've found me.
If you're cool with it, I'd like to add you to my account and begin a re-connect because I miss you still and want to hear your adventures.
Holy F****.
Wow.
I need a nap after this.
LaFave.


And another:
I'm going to faint.
YOU HAVE KIDS? I just found the blog... I'm staying home from work to read the entire thing. You just f***** my whole day. Thanks. I'm going to faint dead away.


I've always loved his drama. Missed him.

Nicknames Again

We've had a rash of really normal/boring nicknames lately. In the past we've had students named Dragon Cha and Ralph and Lauren (two best friends who were always together), Worrick, Swash, Lion, Augustine, Teddy...for a girl we had GieGel, which I guess is some famous model. There was one guy named Qu, which is pronounced Ku. I always said, "Hi Ku!" when I saw him, and that felt weird. Even if the names were semi-normal, they weren't super common. We just had William and Harry, too, but many Koreans are not familiar with the royal family.

One day in a new class we went around and introduced ourselves and explained the nicknames. One student chose Neo. "That's from the Matrix, right?" Yes. So we had a long exciting conversation about the Matrix, very cool. Ok, next person, "Your name is...Tigger?" Yes. "That's from Winnie-The-Pooh, right?" Yes. It wasn't the most macho moment that student has ever had, I'm sure. But his name totally fit, the guy bounced everywhere and was loud and Tiggerish.

Lately we're getting Steve, Scott, Peter, Jason, Tim... real yawners.
This morning I met "Justin"...I was going to ask him why he chose that name, but I was afraid that he would do what he does everytime I ask him something...*deer in the headlights* uh...duh...blank stare...
I won't get into why, but...the name fits oh so well.

Tuesday, June 5, 2007

You're Number 2! You're Number 2!

Last night I went with three of my students to Pizza Hut. Fun. Maybe I'll have pictures to post here later. Scott has to email them to me.

Yesterday was funny. I've been teaching for a year, and groups come and go, it's not uncommon for me to get a question like this: "Theresa, who do you think is the best looking Korean guy here at the school?" This is a normal question to them, nothing inappropriate about it. Usually, it's girls who ask me, they ask all the teachers. I used to say, "Brad Pitt." and pretend that I don't understand English. That's what they do.

Well I got a surprise yesterday, because my studious quiet guy student was the one who started the survey, Jason. I had four options...out of Kuni, Peter, Jason and Scott who has the best face?Commonly they say "best face", or "good face"...then whoever is present will campaign for themselves. Scott is a strong lobbyist. The funny thing is that all the teachers were answering "Kuni.", like of course and they each answered quickly. "Kuni." So when I was asked, I did the exact same thing. Kuni is not my student, actually, so it was easy for me to say that and I knew that it would be a funny answer. Oh, these guys were MAD. Shouting, pointing, arguing with eachother. "WHY?", they questioned me.

So eventually they changed the question. Ok, Kuni aside, who's number two out of the remaining three? I said you're all number 2 (if ya know what I mean). I got shouted at and called a liar. Scott is not speaking to Grace anymore because she chose him as number 4.

The students also have strict category criteria for adjectives. Reading my blog entries for Konglish reveals this, I have one entry, ME: "Is he handsome?", STUDENT:"No, just good-looking." That's funny for native speakers, but Koreans have definite ideas about cute, handsome, good-looking, glamorous (you don't want to know this one), beautiful, etc.

One day my girl students told me that they had talked about it, and come to the conclusion that I like cute guys, but not handsome guys. I'm like, OK, I'll buy that. They said, for example, Brad Pitt. I said, no, I don't buy that because the thing with Brad is that he's cute and handsome and that's why he has such universal appeal. Kapiche? Ahh, yes.

That's what I'm here for, to educate.

WANT TO GET TO KNOW YOUR FAMILY??

I can't figure out if I'm pissed right now, or what I'm feeling, but question:
Do you want to get to know your family? See if they have a MySpace page!!!
I'm on here with my friends, and one of my old friends, is like, "Hey, wow, I found your brother on here, he's grown up!"
Yeah, I keep in touch with my bro and get to Vegas when I can, but...I didn't know he had a page. Supposedly my sister has one, too. OK. So I search and search and find nothing. I do happen to know my sister's email without busting open the addressbook, so I search by email and found her page.

That's when I saw my dear bro at the bottom as a "friend" of my sister. They live together, they own a house together and are close, so if one's on MySpace, so is the other, no biggie.

I go to my brother's page and it's all tricked out! Dude! Could you shoot me an email once in awhile? What's up? And what's with the skanky chicks posting comments under his picture? Maybe that's why I didn't get an invite (ya think?) And I see this photo and don't approve of your punk ass friends-they look like punk asses to me. Come to think of it, don't even tell me that's danny in the center. I don't know. That's right, I don't know because I didn't know you had a MySpace page!

Joking aside, they don't have the urls to my pages either, so we'll have to change that. Wow family reunion. It seems like all my brother's blog entries are about breaking up with girls and how hurt he gets. He's the kind of guy that makes me think what they say might be true...women don't like nice guys. My brother is the best. But...always bad relationships.
www.myspace.com/Donovan1977
Reading his front page is like...man what a nice guy...and you know what? It's not an act, he really is. Mom wonders why her kids aren't married, but she can be proud of all three of us. We're decent people. *teary*

Sunday, June 3, 2007

Two Trys Make An Effort

I'd never seen rugby until I arrived here in the Philippines. My son and I watch this trying to make heads or tails of it. Every time we think we've figured out a rule, something else happens that makes us realize we have no idea what's going on. At one point during one of these games, everyone on the field stopped and it seemed like an intense moment. We gathered that the judges were making some kind of decision. "I wonder what this means." I said to my son. We waited for a clue. Everyone turned to look at the huge screen above the field, and finally the screen said TRY, and the announcers shouted, "It's a TRY!"

I said to my son, "Oh, it's a try." He said, "Yeah, it's a try." Whatever that means.

The other day I was out running errands and returned while my oldest son was trying to watch rugby again. I came in and he told me, "Two tries make an effort."

I thought, well that sounds about right. So I guess we are really making an effort to understand rugby. I suppose I could look up the rules here on the internets.

Friday, June 1, 2007

Cute Konglish of the Day

"She is small tall." (meaning, she is short)

Thursday, May 31, 2007

Strange News

A couple of things! This morning I got curious about an old friend and googled him and found one entry:
"[Friend's Name], [Friend's Street Address], Menominee, was arrested on two Dane County warrants and a felony warrant from Illinois at 10:30 a.m. Saturday at Walgreen's, 2301 Hall Ave. "
It was in the Marinette paper a couple of months ago. What happened? I don't know what's going on with him, and I'm worried now. I emailed a couple of people who know some people. I hope to find out soon. I'd probably be in jail if I hung around that place, too.

We were pretty close junior and senior year, he was our prom king actually. It's funny to think about that. He graduated from Madison, at one point owned his own clothing store, ended up moving home to start over...that news was 8 years ago or more...now this? What happened dude? Some people I grew up with are dead, some in jail, some are fine (the fine ones seem to be the ones that moved away), it's strange getting older.

Also this morning in my 8:30 class, I asked the question, "What do you usually do on Sundays?" The student that chose the name Arnold because he loves Arnold Schwarzenegger said that every Sunday he takes his two baby rabbits and goes running in the countryside. He has them on leashes, one male one female. The male is named "potato" and the female is named "trouble".
Wow. Strange day so far.

Wednesday, May 30, 2007

Oh, How Crappy Does Sting Feel Right Now?


This is the photo on Yahoo news, and this is the caption: "Aging rock legends such as Iggy Pop, Sting, and The Rolling Stones are hitting the road. "
Sting is in a whole different generation than the Rolling Stones and Iggy Pop. I had to laugh at this.

Bill Gates is an Urban Legend-Listen To Steve Jobs

Strange post title, but I'll get to that later. One of my favorite students is leaving this weekend, and I'm bummed. The time was too short. During my breaks between classes instead of going downstairs for a snack or anything, I'm usually in my room with this student voice recording a book into his MP4. He's a very creative director type person and so he shares an earpiece with me and reads along while I'm recording it, he's really into his English education, he's really into his life. Many Koreans love travel, but often go in groups and feel tortured without Korean food, and would prefer an upscale whirlwind tour of Europe. This guy travels by himself and goes to places like India and visits small tribes of indigenous peoples in China. He's a fashion designer. He seems to always be in a good mood.

The other day he came into class and announced, "I'm angry!", I was shocked. He explained that the night before was like the 5th time he had been stood up by a person who promised to give him violin lessons. Violin lessons, yes. Now most people wouldn't go to the Philippines for a few weeks for English immersion and decide to squeeze in learning a new musical instrument, especially the last week before leaving. The next day he said that the person finally kept the appointment and stayed with him for 5 hours, and he took video of it, so that he can continue his lessons in the UK. That's the kind of person he is.

The other day he said he wanted to see me for an extra period because he wanted me to hear something that he listens to every morning. So we did, we shared earphones on the MP4 and listened to a speech that Steve Jobs gave to Stanford grads in 2005.

http://news-service.stanford.edu/news/2005/june15/jobs-061505.html
Here's the link.

I had heard about Steve Jobs, but very little. I heard things like, "He's a neat guy." and "He's very creative.", or "Have you heard his life story?, it's great." So I was happy to get the chance to hear what the fuss was about. It was quite good. I weigh life choices the way Steve does, and so does this student. Steve says, 'you can't connect the dots going forward'

I was so happy to hear someone articulate that, because I've had to answer people's questions again and again trying to say something clever. I get "Why are you doing that?", and I'm thinking Why the h&%$? do I have to know why I'm doing something? Is this how most people are living their lives? No, I think there are quite a few of us out there that say, 'This is interesting, things that are interesting have merit, and no I don't have a crystal ball to tell you at this time what that tangible future merit might be, you one dimensional, irritating, walking frustration. It's happened to me a lot, one concrete example I can give is when I started learning Chinese. When people asked me why I just thought about them, 'and why are you not learning Chinese, huh? Can you answer that?' And I question the merits of knowing Friends episodes by heart, or whatever these other people are doing with their time. Steve's crystal ball answer, "You can't connect the dots going forward."

Frankly speaking of course, this outlook being successful is contingent on the person being a good person and an interesting person. If a bad, uninteresting, intellectually incurious person goes around following their heart, there's trouble for everyone. [Do I insert another picture of George Bush here, or are there already too many on this page? People might think I'm obsessed.] The bottom line is, I like interesting. That's it- I like interesting, and so does Steve.

The 'connect the dots' part of Steve's speech was about how he dropped out of college and only sat in on interesting courses. He sat in on a calligraphy course.

"None of this had even a hope of any practical application in my life. But ten years later, when we were designing the first Macintosh computer, it all came back to me. And we designed it all into the Mac. It was the first computer with beautiful typography. If I had never dropped in on that single course in college, the Mac would have never had multiple typefaces or proportionally spaced fonts. And since Windows just copied the Mac, its likely that no personal computer would have them. If I had never dropped out, I would have never dropped in on this calligraphy class, and personal computers might not have the wonderful typography that they do. Of course it was impossible to connect the dots looking forward when I was in college. But it was very, very clear looking backwards ten years later. Again, you can't connect the dots looking forward; you can only connect them looking backwards. "

Calligraphy, violin, Chinese, whatever. Thank you Steve Jobs.
I really like the student who's leaving and I really liked that speech, it was interesting. In the hallway here at the college on one wall is the "speech" that Bill Gates supposedly gave at a high school. If you look it up on the net, it's a known fact that the speech is an urban legend. He never gave it. But this Steve Jobs speech is also available on YouTube for viewing if one is so inclined.
The last line of his speech:
"Stay hungry, stay foolish."

Ok, I't's My Fault

I was caught off guard today with my 1:00 class. I forgot to give the speech before we watched something on a television. I was complacent, but this class is great, one of my favorites, with intellectually alive people, electrifying conversations...

Nevertheless, they are I.C.[name of college] students. For almost a year, I've had scads of them, more than 150 I would guess, groups coming and going. Different classes, different people with different abilities, but I always have to give the speech. It goes something like this:

'We are watching something on television today. It's still English class, as the program/movie/whatever will be in English, which is why I'm showing it.
It is not time to get up and wander around the hallways, poking your head into other classrooms and getting me in trouble. It is not time to "put your head down" on the desk. This has never not lead to sleeping. Sit up straight. No, what I'm showing isn't boring. If you don't understand something, that's what the pause button is for, you can ask me. I have chosen program/movie/whatever especially for this class and your level. It's entertaining and presenting English you are mostly familiar with in a relevant entertaining context so that you can reinforce your listening, comprehension skills. This dialog will zoom along the English pathways that your brain has already created making deeper impressions. I always pick something funny. I'll explain whatever you want me to explain. DO NOT FALL ASLEEP. This is an English class- this class did not end because I turned on this glowing box. Yes, I know that half of you in here don't need this speech, scolding and preemptive lecture. But you are only half the class which leaves another half certain to disrupt the rest of us and the learning process. No this is not above you and no this is not beneath you. Pay attention.'

So, I forgot, but these guys are my friends man! I didn't think...

Well this is what I got...


This isn't my photo, I got it off the internet. Incidentally, there are tons of photos out there of 'students sleeping' -funny.
You want to know the kicker? This is what we were watching:
Come on people, and no I'm not sorry that the rest of us were laughing so hard that it startled you out of your slumber.

Tuesday, May 29, 2007

George Bush

I went to a popular photo website and typed in George Bush, and almost the whole page filled with this picture above, there were at least 9 on one page. I laughed.

You know I have to admit, I know I joke around alot, but this makes me angry. What did this monkey do to deserve being dressed up and called George Bush? People can be so cruel.

Tough Morning

Warning: I've got biting humor at the moment, if you don't like that, you'll want to skip this post.
New class today at 8:30 am. In the first class I find out what levels I'm dealing with and prepare to adjust accordingly. I have a memorized vocabulary of basic English words that almost all students know when they arrive, no matter what their level.

The first class I use common vocabulary in short sentences. I make sure that even without verbal cues, the conversation is manageable, meaning my questions relate to each other, follow a logical sequence, no non-sequitir curve balls.

Yeah.

No. This group does not know English. They also managed to tap into my pet peeve of not following logic, which is a separate issue than a language barrier. I'm not able to get into details without being lengthy, I wish I could give concrete examples.

Student:"The Philippines?"
In my mind: No, we've completely changed the subject in the last five words and now all of a sudden without explaining myself, I'm talking about London.

Student:"North Korea?"
Me-in my mind: Why would I think that you served your military duty IN NORTH KOREA? Why would I think that?

The consolation of incidents like these is that there's always at least one other student with a facial expression that betrays shock, so at least it's not just me. Communication frustrations get us where it hurts, there are very few things in life more emotional. Long story short, we all lived through it.

I'm going to have to choose our lowest level conversation book for this group. And I've got a student who chose the name Arnold for himself because of you-know-who. He reminded me that he's the governor of you-know-where. Yeah, I know where. I used to live there. That's my state.

You know, every once in a while I get a student that's like this: If people in his country made it a habit to strangle newborn infants and then use the carcass as a football until the intestines fall out, and then cook them into a tasty dish, he would say: "Well that's a tradition in my country.", proudly. And this same type of student is the one who brought up the subject in the first place, trying to corner me into an opinion he may not like. Newsflash for ya honey,I don't care what traditions are in my country, so guess what?- I don't care what they are in yours either. I didn't bring it up, and I'm not trying to change you. If you don't want my opinion, don't ask for it. There are some Korean things for which I'll be adopting a 'don't ask, don't tell' policy.

Yeah, well you know what? This is a tradition in my country:

You know who this is, right? He's the president of you-know-where. I know that every Korean I've met hates him, he likes to invade other countries and attempt take-overs for control of natural resources no matter what anyone thinks, and include the soldiers of innocent countries like South Korea, but you know what? That's a tradition in my country. And there's your salute in the above photo.

Ok, Ok, done. Even students like that end up being likable for 100 other reasons, I don't sweat it. Just today I thought I'd blog it because it's bothering me at the moment.

I've got a student leaving this weekend who I'm really really going to miss. Erk.

Bundegi


Bundegi, it's pupa. Koreans eat it. Here it is in a can.

And there it is on a plate in some kind of prepared dish. I found another pretty good picture on the net, but it's copyrighted by someone.

I would love to try this stuff. I want to try eating any insect/bug. These are not available in the Philippines. They don't have any bugs here to eat, as far as I know. Bum deal.

Monday, May 28, 2007

Little Finger- Pinky

This morning I came to work and some staff started shouting my name, "Theresa! Theresa! What's this?". Grace and a few other teachers were showing me their little finger. "What's this called, the little finger?" Someone offered, "Index?" No, that's a pinky finger.
And then I'm thinking, why in the world is that called a 'pinky' finger? So I looked it up on wiki and the pedia says that the word comes from Dutch. In Dutch, pink means little finger, so in English that was adopted and changed to pinky.

It feels nice to be needed here. I hope they never discover the internet. :)

Update: I asked one of my students if he knew the name of the little finger. He held his up and said, "uh...children finger". Funny.

Another Pirates of the Carribean 3 Entry

More students have seen it and offered their views, but the funniest one is from K who says he understood two lines in the whole thing, "We must fight!" and "Will you marry me?"

Sunday, May 27, 2007

Angry Me

Well, I just got through searching through blogs regarding Koreans studying in the Philippines, and I'm disturbed. There's one article out there insinuating that Korean English students come here for prostitution and drug use. That's some self-proclaimed genius' point of view that probably has very little basis in reality, and with the students that I know, it has no basis in reality.

The actual post title in question is too vulgar to put here, but I almost want to post it here. I'll just answer what it was in reference to.

First off, Philippine girls have higher moral practices than an American would think (I'm American, so I'll speak to that.). The average age for sex here is 18 and older. Now, I'm not an idiot, I'm sure that's changing over time, but I believe it because I've been here almost 2 years. I see how things go. People here don't actually have much privacy. Homes are occupied with several family members and within those homes, the rooms offer little privacy, and the common culture is conservative regarding younger people and girlfriend/boyfriend stuff. I know things happen everywhere, but to characterize underage girls here as easy and sleeping with foreigners is highly prejudiced and wrong. Now, if the person that wrote that is actually Philippino, ok, then he's like someone I know here at work who exaggerates and has a different lifestyle than your average Philippino person.

That's just the begining. The person suggested that South Koreans come here to study English to have sex with teenagers and smoke pot, and are now accostomed to prostitutes. ERGH. There are prostitutes here, but even they are a bit on the tame side, and they are older people, not teenagers. Although some of the students here have gone to a questionable location in Batangas, all was on the up and up. By the way, both Korean and Philippino people don't believe in secrets, they blab all.

As far as drugs go, you've got to be kidding me. Drugs are not as common as I thought they woud be here. There's a certain way that law enforcement works that leads me to believe drugs should be everywhere. I KNOW there are drugs here, but the rich kids do them from time to time, it's not a given that any students would run into the availability. BUT that's not what bugs me the most. Drugs are extremely rare in Korea. Students don't just step off the plane and all of a sudden feel comfortable enough to engage in illegal activity that they aren't familiar with especially here. Some of the students are scared of the Philippines. "Philippines not safe for Koreans!" They tell eachother urban legends of the Korean who was murdered here and there...lots of urban legends, I roll my eyes. Although some of them might be true. Don't try and tell me that students come here and get addicted to prostitutes and pot. Oh, and you know what else? Students told me that if you're a Korean and you're caught doing drugs overseas, you will be prosecuted back at home as well!

I'm sure that occasionally a student has paid for a date or tried some strange cigarette, but that's not what was implied by the blog entry. I don't know if the writer was American, but I feel like mentioning that America is now the bottom of the barrel for sex and drugs and Americans should not feel like they are going to visit another country for something worse. A certian district in Thailand, ok, but your average Thai girl is going to want to be your friend and maybe catch a foreign husband. And that's another thing, the girls here are keenly interested in foreign men, but to fulfill their hopes of a married secure life, not ever thinking that they would be used as a toilet and offered money. Yuck.

The Korean students that come here are quite innocent with one or two exceptions.
You know, this has upset me! I can tell because I just proofread my entry and there were all kinds of spelling mistakes, forgotten words, dropped letters...out of all the entries I've written to date, I had to edit this one the most! I'm pissed.

Mr. Bean

Our family loves Mr. Bean. My youngest son (12 and autistic) is obsessed with him. He watches the dvds until they're ruined and I have to buy more. Autism is a language disorder, autistics can't communicate conventionally. In Mr. Bean there is almost no language. The few words that are spoken are not needed, it's all context. And he's hilarious. Mind The Baby, Mr. Bean is probably the funniest episode, but there are so many to choose from. I don't know what my son is thinking, but he really seems to understand Mr. Bean.

I had a close friend a few years ago, mother of 6, who was dying of liver cancer and her thing was that she wanted to laugh. So I bought her a dvd set of all the Mr. Bean episodes. She's dead now, so I'm glad I have that memory.

Internationally, he's a big hit, but it stands to reason. There's no language barrier. Here in the Philippines the show is popular and the animated series is well known. There are t-shirts and backpacks, notebooks, and all kinds of merchandise here. I also saw episodes in China and Hong Kong. If you're ever faced with bridging a culture gap or language barrier, mention Mr. Bean, you'll see a face light up.

Remember when the British Sailors were taken captive in Iran, and they kept reporting that they were treated well? After they got home, the government pressured the captives to try to change the tone of the event for PR purposes (that's my take on the whole thing, anyway), and one story came out, "They mocked me and called me Mr. Bean!"

Now, I know I'm supposed to be aghast, but I couldn't help but laugh. Iranians holding British sailors captive, and what do they think of? Mr. Bean!

Even if it was meant as the worst possible insult...think about it...how bad is that? I think it's cute, and I also feel that Mr. Bean has bridged gaps that haven't even been contemplated. I wonder how many closed societies have seen Mr. Bean...I hope all of them.