So I Married a Brown-noser

I found out something very disturbing about my wife today: she’s a butt-kiss. You know sycophant, brown-noser, bootlicker and kiss-ass. She is that student. The one that makes you roll your eyes whenever she raises her hand, which is almost everytime the teacher asks a question.

Lindsay and I have been taking a Korean language class every Saturday for the last five weeks. If this sounds familiar, it is; we took the exact same class when we first arrived in Gwangju. It was too much for us. We had to repeat. So, here we are, sophomores in a freshman class.

We are the veterans in the class, but not the best students. We try to refrain from imparting any Korean wisdom we have learned over the last ten months because during the first go round we had a classmate who would tell us all about her “5 years in Korea.”

But as it turns out, I brought the teacher’s pet to class today. Lindsay unabashedly finished her classwork first, shot her hand up to ask thoughtful questions and even told a story about how her Korean skills bailed us out of a jam last week on our trip to Busan.

“Teacher,” she said as I buried my face into my hands knowing what was about to happen, “I studied on the bus to Busan and when we got to the metro station we didn’t know where we were……luckily, I was able to ask a Korean ‘where are we’ in Korean!!!”

The teacher, unfortunately, eats it up. “Oh, great, Rindsee!”

Our classmates looked at Lindsay and me.

Lindsay smiled at the teacher.

I looked down.

A taxi honked in the distance.
As it turns out, she has always been like this. She confessed to me after class that this was the norm for her as a student. I had no idea I married the teacher’s pet.

But let me brag on her for a second. She has begun to get a grasp on the language. She had a semi-conversation with our baker today, and I must admit I was very glad to be with the least popular student in our class.

5 thoughts on “So I Married a Brown-noser

  1. Summer says:

    Having had my fair share of classes with Lindsay, I can say I honestly never thought she was a kiss-up. But maybe being one clouded my perspective. šŸ™‚

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  2. Jessica says:

    We can’t help it. Our Mom started it back in elementary school when she made Christmas sweatshirts for our teachers. The ones that have light kits installed in them so that Christmas trees and reindeer antlers can light up with a switch. I’m impressed, Linds! Although you’ve always grasped languages easy …

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