I walked back to my apartment and I passed by the familiar durian stand with the strong pungent smell, the seedy motel with "interesting" late at night guests, and the comforting signs of 7-11 on the corner. After a long thanksgiving weekend in Malaysia, I was glad to be back. Sure it was nice staying at … Continue reading a place called home
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A Dream in my Pocket
This slice is inspired by another slice I read from Pamela here: http://www.pamelahodges.org/2012/09/22/its-okay-to-start-small/ A Dream in my Pocket I have a dream in my pocket. I pull it out. I shove it back in. I completely forget about it. I sit on it and it pokes me. I carefully pull it out. I look at it … Continue reading A Dream in my Pocket
Survival of the First Month of School
I am so happy that the first month of school is done with. It was a great time, but incredibly stressful and overwhelming all at once. It definitely had its highs and its lows. However, I wanted to remember how I survived it all! I survived my first month of school! This is a big … Continue reading Survival of the First Month of School
Monday Manicures
Often, she never looks at me. I'm stuck in darkness, through the long ride on the subway and the walk home. As, I get pulled away, I dream to see new things, outside the classroom. I long to see a new home. Yet, I take the long ride and often, end up coming back to … Continue reading Monday Manicures
Cherishing the Small Moments
This past first week of school has been busy and hectic to say the least. I've started a new teaching job in a new country, Singapore. Despite the excitement and newness of a new place, at times I miss and long for the familiarity of my friends and family in New York and Korea. It's … Continue reading Cherishing the Small Moments
An Unfortunate Summer Tradition
Every summer, I get to travel back home to see my family and friends. This is always the highlight of the year, getting see everyone after a year away! However, it is a tiring experience as I am flying more than 13 hours and my night and day gets shifted. Plus, it's an exhausting time … Continue reading An Unfortunate Summer Tradition
My Grandmother
My grandmother is a 100 years old. My grandmother has an incredible story. (I hope to write a book about it one day.) Not only did she give birth to 7 kids, but she fled North Korea before the start of the Korean War while pregnant with my dad, and lost her husband not long … Continue reading My Grandmother
My Name in Korean
We've just started a memoir unit in writing workshop. One of our mentor texts is My Name by Sandra Cisneros. I was inspired to write something about my name. Something that has been a struggle for me... My name in Korean means beauty and wisdom. My name in English sounds ugly. I hated my name. … Continue reading My Name in Korean
Green Tea Fields, Check!
My alarm was set at 4:30am. I managed to get up and get out of my door by 5:20am. I got in a taxi and picked up my friend on the way to the bus stop in city hall. Our bus was leaving at 6:30am. We managed to get there early, with time to spare. … Continue reading Green Tea Fields, Check!
Thankful Tuesday
It's only Tuesday night, but I feel like it should be Friday night! I should be going to sleep, but I must blog. So instead of complaining about things, I've decided to write a list of what I'm thankful for. Korea's endless number of cafes. I've never been in a country that has as many … Continue reading Thankful Tuesday