Following my Foot steps...
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New Harmony April 27, 2003
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New Harmony... It is a small, pretty, historical town in southern part of Indiana. There is a annual event during every Spring. People dress up in old traditional ways and show their skills for example, making paper from wood, making candles, laces, honey, cord even bread and butter by traditional way. When I visited New Harmony, it was nice spring day of April. I went with international students from EU and USI. Ruth and other host mothers took us there and we had a good time.
BoBo
Bobo is a Taiwanese who studied in same English program with me in EU. She was one of my best friend while I was in Evansville. We joined many events together, ate dinner together, went gym and swam together and so on. I spent the most time with her in Evansville. She is cute and funny. Hey, 5 minutes girl!!!(whenever we went swimming, she only swam 5 minutes and took a break the last of time) How are you doing???
Chieko
She is very warm and has a unique scent. She is a Japanese lady who is studying social work in USI. At the same time, she teaches Japanese there. We are different but I like those differences inside her, those are power to make people calm and make them be nice. Also, we have something in common. We both love to talk, like to understand people and literature. When I met her though talk time for the first, I knew that we would be good friends to each other. Chieko, I always appreciate that your first trying coming to me which made our deep friendship started. Let's keep our friendship forever!
Ruth
She is a great woman and a great Christian. She is the one who started talk time in Evansville and the one who matches host family and international students. She always works and spends time for international students and affairs. Ruth, through you, I had a chance to see again the way to love Jesus and God. Thanks.
Michigan in Memory April, 2003
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Jim Feehan
He is an American who is teaching English in Thailand now. I met him in Lancing community college in Michigan. I took a French class for the summer of 1997 and he was also taking a same class. Soon after we became friends. In 1998, he visited Korea for the first time and we met again in Seoul. I could see him a few more times after that. This year, when I came to America 6 years later, I planned to go to Michigan and see him. This trip to Michigan meant a lot to me. Jim's parents were very nice to me and specially I really enjoyed talking with his mother and listening about Jim's childhood and world adventure of his grand mother. Jim took me to my old high school which I studied for a year and brought me to Spartan village where I spent one of my happiest times.
Seoneul
Seoneul is my tree which I planted with my best fried Wanmin in Spartan village in Michigan 1997. Seoneul means 'breeze' in Korean. He was symbol of my childhood and complete freedom I had when I lived in Michigan. I did not have to worry about anything and I was so happy girl who could dream anything. Since I came back to Korea, to my stuffy school in 1997, I always have missed him and memories I had in Michigan.
He did not grow much then I imagined. It took quite a long time to distinguish which one was Seoneul. When I found him finally, he looked just like he was shown when I saw him for the last. I love you, Seoneul. I am always thinking about you who has my childhood, my juvenility.
Pittsburgh with Winston June, 2003
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