I don't look like that

One of the "joys" of the end of the school year is the pile of paper that follows your child home on the last day. Some of it is trash, and I envision the teacher being relieved to have gotten rid of all this detritus before sweeping out her classroom and locking up for the summer.

But there are also some treasures in there. Projects and artwork done months ago, which have lived on the classroom walls, watching all that education happening from a great vantage point.

I have been looking forward especially to the return of Barley's heritage project. Given that our boys have no grandparents to speak of, or to, they each interviewed ME about my immigrant experience. I was only 6 at the time, but the transition from Korean orphan to American adoptee does make for an interesting story. And it is my chance to indoctrinate my boys on the fact that we are KOREAN, not Chinese, as my older son once reported to the Cub Scout Pack. (This happened shortly after completing his heritage project, wherein he colored in a Korean map, and a Korean flag. Clearly the boy was not paying attention!)

Anyway, I have to share this image with you. This is how Barley drew a picture of me for the heritage project. It simultaneously makes me laugh, and makes me indignant. I do NOT look like this!

OK, so the hair looks like mine, and I do wear glasses. But what's with the black straps on my shirt? Am I wearing lederhosen, Barley?? That is SO NOT Korean!

And I do not own striped jeans. Nor do ANY of my pants have pockets on the KNEES.

Seriously, where does he get these ideas? I may not be the most fashionable person in Silicon Valley, but neither do I ever leave the house looking like...Olga the cross-dressing Bavarian clown! Sheesh!