Ozarks: Five-Year Plan
My wife has a five-year plan on moving us to the Ozarks.
"I have a five-year plan for getting us to live here," Sun-Ae confided.
"What's the plan?" I replied, somewhat skeptical.
"We move here in five years," she explained.
"That's it?" I observed. "That's your plan?"
"Yes," she confirmed.
"Wouldn't I need a job?" I inquired, thinking momentarily about a little thing called reality.
"You could teach in Ozarka College," she suggested. "There's a campus in Melbourne and another in Ash Flat."
"Why would Ozarka College want me?" I asked.
"You have a PhD from Berkeley," she reminded.
I'm not sure that works to my advantage here. However, my brother Shan also told me that I could probably get a job teaching at a local college, but he suggested other routes than the purely academic one.
"You've got our cousin Velna's husband Curren Everett, who's a powerful politician here in Arkansas and is active on education issues," Shan reminded me. "Why not ask him for help?"
That's a good point. I voted for Curren four years ago, and he has yet to do anything for my interests in Korea -- as I pointed out to him last Wednesday when my daughter, Sa-Rah, was riding his granddaughter Shiney's horse. Curren had laughed when I told him that, and playing along with the joke, he did ask what I needed done in Korea. Maybe I should tell him about my wife's five-year plan...