In Korea, school life can be substantially different from the U.S. Although, Anaya has spent most of her life in Korea, she did spend the first half of her 2nd grade year in the U.S. This brief experience allowed her to witness the differences that exist between the schools in the U.S. and Korea
“Oh, Sorry, Daddy! Sorry!” Naima shouted. Those words sounded so innocent; they might even melt the most frigid person’s heart. But in reality, that was the sound of money being flushed down the toilet.
If I had to sum up India in one word, it would be: COLORFUL. There are so many adjectives that describe color. Enriched color, enhanced color, vivid color, radiant color….. That color is infused in the festivals, the attire, the music, the food, the landscape, and the personalities of the people.
Image by Charles Rice via ArtByRice
2016 was a hard year for a lot of us. We've lost some extraordinary individuals, and two of them we hold dear to our hearts. Leonard and I lost two of our aunts in 2016. This is the toughest part about living abroad. You receive this type of news and because of distance and high airfare costs, you can’t always make it to the funeral.
2016 was a year full of ups and downs. We’ve been MIA for the past year, but WE’RE BACK! To catch up on what we’ve been up to, I’ve put together some highlights from the past year.
“I have a dream, we shall overcome.” Ideas, visions, illusions not based on fantasy, beat through her heart like a djembe drum. She’s curious and tuned in, as the events from the past continue to impact her future. Her wish is to have wings that could fly, above and beyond anyone that deems her a loser. She’s positive and upbeat, but with a few drops of melancholy in her eyes. She is persistent to read every single detail with her chocolate amber eyes on the prize. The event happened over 60 years ago, but yet she asks questions like it happened yesterday. She strives to paint rainbows on dark clouds and highlight the sun with golden rays. That’s just who she is; no one can change her. Focused on a moment in time, her eyes can’t mask the anger and grief; absent are the sentiments of anger. She is the oldest child, God’s daughter, a present from and to mother earth. Her one wish is to give love to the ailing souls that impact the heart of the universe.
God bless the child.
Our journey to the U.S. began Friday evening, January 8th. Our flight was set to depart at 8.a.m. the next morning, so we decided to stay overnight near the airport. When I purchased our tickets 5 months ago, I was trying to decide whether to leave from Incheon Airport or Gimpo Airport, but I couldn’t remember which one I had picked. I hadn’t looked at our itinerary since I bought the tickets, and it was in my suitcase under the bus, so I decided to wait until I got to the hotel to look at it. When we got there, I realized we went to the wrong airport! Our hotel was in the middle of nowhere and the earliest airport shuttle didn’t leave until 6 a.m. The next morning, we rushed to catch the bus to Gimpo airport. It took about 40 minutes and once we got there, we had to wait in line to check in, and then another long line to get through security. Thank God our prayers were answered, and we made our flight! What a way to start off our trip!