I tried to talk to her the other day. I came back from class and she was working on her computer. It was one of the few times when the others were not in the room as well, so I took the opportunity and said
You seem to be upset about something. Are you o.k?she ignored me, so I saidIs it something I have done?she turned around and nodded and I saidCan you tell me what you are upset about?she rattled off this long monologue in Korean and I saidI'm sorry, I do not understand what you are saying.she went off again, in Korean. She was speaking very fast, but I picked out the word for "Korean" (as in, the language).
(I think the issue is she thinks I should be able to converse in Korean instead of her having to speak English)
so I saidI am learning Korean, but I do not understand what you are saying.
If I have done something that has made you upset, you need to
tell me in English, because I don't know why you are upset.
(I know she understands English enough to know what I was saying, and I know she knows enough to be able to communicate a little, because we've had conversations (sort of) before.)
She went off at me in Korean again, so I looked at her and saidJunko, if you are not going to talk to me in English, I cannot have this conversation. I do not know what you are saying and I do not know why you are upset. So when you are ready to talk to me in English, we can try to sort out what the problem is.
she muttered in Korean again and turned back to her computer, so I left.
I've tried several times since then to try to communicate with her (asking her if she wants to go to dinner, etc), but she will not even look at me. I don't know what to do, so if any of you have had an experience of this sort, can you give me some pointers? I honestly do not know what I could have done to put her off, because we seemed to have been getting along o.k. before.
I may need to arrange another meeting with Jiran.
Anyway, it's not very pleasant to have to share a small space with someone who appears to hate you but will not speak to you about it. And since the others don't speak English, it's not going too well at the dorms. (I asked one of them "how was work?" and she didn't understand. I tried to use different words and slow down how fast I was talking even more than I already was, but no luck. BTW - when I get back to OZ, you will have to excuse how slow I've gotten into the habit of speaking).
But oh well.
NOT LONG NOW!!!!!
8 weeks to go.
Everything else I really love, and I will be so sad to say goodbye to the friends I have made, and to my smallgroup at church.
I most definitely will not be sad to see the last of the dorms.
torn between loving life (jokes going around on email, learning a new language-even though verb conjugations are hurting my brain, going out for SamGyeopSa, having the enjoyable challenge of leading my small group at church, going hiking, going sightseeing, playing scrabble and talking to people in the EC, teaching english to kids as a teacher's assistant, becoming better friends with so many people...) and being miserable and lonely in the dorms (oh!! BTW - I was able to get a second mattress!! Maybe I'll get some better sleep now that I won't have my bones hurting from laying on a hard and unyielding surface).
I think I choose the former.