It felt so good but it also was a little sad. As I sat in my craftroom gluing pieces in place, I missed the chatter of Korean that would go on around me when I took classes in Korea. I miss the delicious homemade lunches that they would share with me almost every day. I miss that bowl of rice and the mounds of kimchi which I couldn't seem to stop eating.
Yesterday was a wonderful day. I went to Noah's Kindergarten class to read a book on Korea. I also brought some samples of things I had made when I lived there. I was in the middle of my reading when an alarm went off. I was thinking it was a fire drill but the teacher told me and the class that it was a "lockdown drill." The kids crowded into a corner of the room while the teacher locked the door and shut off the lights. We sat there (me too) quietly for about 5 minutes until the all clear was given. It just made me sad to think that we really are living in times like this. When I was their age, the only drills we had were for fires and tornadoes.
I finished the book and answered a few questions. Noah showed everyone the Korean words that he knew. His teacher was really impressed. I've always answered Noah's "yes" and "no" questions in Korean. I also brought the kids a Korean cellphone charm to take home. I gave the teacher one of my Korean "Love" pendants. Then she told me that this had been fascinating to her because her sister was a Korean adoptee. I just happened to have a second necklace so I gave her that one for her sister.
Noah got to escort me out of the building. I forgot how many times he hugged me and said he loved me. I will never get tired of hearing that. I would like to do craft classes in Noah's classes as I did when his mama was a little girl. Those were some of the best times of my life.
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