Haesook Yoon/ Meaningful place/ Tuesday 9 a.m.

My room is not that big. It's just right for a big and lazy girl with a small cat. When I come in to my room there is a big window to my left side and in the opposite side there are hangers full of clothes, bags and other accessories. Left to the hangers, a place for my cat to eat and drink is there. I put some books under the plates to make it easier for my cat to eat. It was lower when she was young. I like to watch her eating and hear the sounds she makes as she chews her food. Crack, crack, crack and gulp. The hangers cover almost two walls and to the right of the hangers there is my guitar. My brother gave me this guitar when I came to Seoul and he got a new one. However, because the guitar was used before, it was much easier to play it. On my dresser which is next to my guitar, there are some lotions and brushes. The mirror standing on the dresser slips, dragging everything on the dresser drastically down to the floor. It is always annoying when I have to tide up all my cosmetic products again making sure the mirror is standing safely. Near the big window, there is my desk. I do not really use my desk for study. It is always crazily messy on my desk. Books, candles I collected, small hair accessories, and many other small stationaries are scattered on the desk but they are organized in some way.            Although it's not that neat and tidy, I find my room very comfortable. It is a nice place to spend time because it has everything I need. I can sing with my guitar, I can read and sleep. My cat always stays near me whatever I do and wherever I am in my room, except when I am playing the guitar. The greatest thing about my room is that it smells like an old sweater which calms me down. Sometimes I stand by the hangers, close my eye and inhale deeply to smell the sweaters. When my cat sits on my clothes her stomach smells like the old sweaters so I bother her by smelling her stomach. The warmth of cats are so gentle, it feels like my mom is hugging me. If I were to explain my room with a color, I would say chocolate brown because my room was always sweet and warm to me so that I could rest and relax completely.

Kwon Hye-ji/ Character Sketch/Tue 9am-Final draft

Intermediate English Writing Tue 9a.m.

201200235 Kwon Hye-ji

10-21-2014

My Father My Forever Teacher

 

Fathers teach everything to their children. I also have learned many things from my father whether he has intended it. We live in a house, so I have naturally got a lot of influences from him all the time. They were mostly positive lessons.

First, He taught me how to respect others by listening closely. When I was young, I was quite stubborn girl. I tended to like telling my opinions rather listening others. So, whenever I had an argument with my brother, I never stopped insisting my position, and for me making him to agree was the most important thing. However, my father, a stout mid-aged gentleman was different. He usually starts talking with saying "Interesting ideas and I agree with you in some ways." though he sometimes supports opposite sides. He keeps eye contact with us and nods some times with warm smile. He gives us courage to keep talking and makes us relieved. So I also try to listen carefully before I state my opinions to show my respect and understanding.

Second, I learned preparedness from him. He stared a business 2 years ago. Because he had never done his own business he was afraid of starting it. He was a public official and 50 years old at that time. Most mid-aged people tend not to take a risk that may affect their constant life. My father was also one of the typical mid-aged who liked to stay in the stable present state. However, once he decided to do the business, he researched and studied about the relevant government policies and others' cases to his new job every night. My family said he became addicted to work. He only prepared for a year even though his first business was not so big. A year later, he accomplished opening a new business and it was very successful. By researching and studying many times, he could reduce possible risks. So I realized I can improve myself in a test or in a whatever work by preparing well. Now, I always research and study hard for successful results.

Third, I was impressed by his intense love for family. Many people do not or cannot take care of their sisters' or brothers' family. People usually work for their own family. It is so normal and I do not mean they are selfish. However, my thoughtful father cares about literally all family members. Nowadays, he is preparing a new business and planing to invite my uncle and aunt in the business. Because she has a small paid job and he has no job, they are suffering from financial difficulties. I was surprised when I heard this plan at first. I did not even think it would be a family business. My father sincerely wants to give a practical help to family. In fact, he always tries to contribute for happiness of family. For examples, on big holidays such as Chuseok, he sends presents to the all family. So, my grandmother is very proud of him and often says he has ears similar with Buddha's as a compliment.

I love what he has thaught me. I learned how I can respect others by listening carefully, how I can succeed by preparing well, and how his love for family is big. I want to practice those lessons in my life. I will do my best for my job and for my family. He sometimes says to me "I will back you up whenever you need support." I feel so reassured knowing that he is always on my side. He is the best teacher of my life forever.  

Edward Yom/ Character Sketch/ Tue 9am - Final Draft

My Best Friend and Rival

 

     From when I was in KIS, a middle school in Seoul Korea, I was in the same class with Tom. At that time, our school used to be relative grading, and we always fought to be the first in every class.

 

     Tom was about 172cm tall, and his way of dressing varied quite drastically. Regardless of how cold or hot it was, whether it was snowing or raining, Tom always wore one of two attires. On days he was not playing sports, he always wore semi casual clothes consisting of jeans, and button down white shirts with long sleeves and blazers. When he was playing sports, he always wore short sleeves and sweat pants. He has big eyes, a tall nose, and a wide smile. Although these physical features alone are very positive, they somehow combined to form a face that resembles a penguin. 

 

     Tom was very popular, and was always surrounded by friends. He seemed to play hard and work hard managing to balance the best of both life styles. Tom's mom was very proud of his son and always showed off in front of her friends. The mom's who heard this were green with envy knowing Tom, and scolded their children's for not being able to be like Tom. Tom was a member of numerous debate clubs, and accumulated knowledge through hard work in all of his classes. He was very persuasive, and he seemed to carefully plan his time, so his suggestions were carried out most of the time. Depending on the work he had to do, he would say, "Let's go to the library first today since we have to work on a project, than go eat dinner, and play for two hours before we go home."

 

     Fortunately, when I was in 7th grade, our school changed from relative grading to absolute grading. Tom and I no longer had to fight for who was first in class, and since we always competed to be the best, both of us knew what each other was capable of. With the barrier of grades out of the way, it was easier for us to bond. We not only studied together, but we also ate together, and played sports, and computer games together. As time passed, we were more loyal to each other. On nights where we had to stay up all night studying for a test, or completing an assignment, we waited for the other person to finish before we slept, even when one of us already completed the designated task. 

 

 

     Tom is a very kind person who is caring of other people, manages his time well, and is a great friend and a role model that I hope to surpass someday. Although Tom is now attending UCLA, and I am attending HUFS, to this day we keep in contact, and meet during summer vacation and winter vacation. We still have common interests, and pursue those interest consisting of playing computer games, eating food, and talking about problems that we encounter, wether is be academic or social. 

Hyejin Kim/Final draft of character sketch/Tue 9 a.m.

<Ch.3 Final Draft>

My Grandmother

201001006 Hyejin Kim

 

I had been raised by my grandmother, my father's mother. Both of my parents always had works and still they do. So my grandmother had taken care of me and my younger brother. When I was a little child, I had much more time to spend with my grandmother than parents. We slept in the same room. At that time she used to read many books and tell her story for me. She was always by my side, preparing meals and spending time with me. Although I'm alone in this city far away from my hometown and her now, I always love her and I don't know how to express my gratitude for all of the things that she had done for me.

She has short curly hair and high pitched voice. She is small but still has perfect posture even though she is nearly eighty years old. Several friends of mine met her and they were very surprised saying "Are you sure that she becomes eighty soon?", "I can't believe it! I thought she is about sixty-something!" and "My grandmother is also nearly eighty but she is bent with the weight of years". She is very healthy. Actually if you met her, you could see that her face was filled with smile and vivid energy. I think this is because she makes her body keep busy.

Usually she wakes up at 6 o'clock to prepare breakfast for family and then she go out for hiking and exercising. She climbs up a small mountain near our house, meets her friends and does exercise together. Since I was a little kid, she has hiked every morning. About 11o'clock she comes back and does washes, cleaning, preparing lunch and other households. After lunch and washing up she takes a short nap and listens to the radio. About 5 o'clock, she starts to prepare dinner. You maybe think this is the life of a housekeeper whose life is fully booked with endless households. However she tries to keep her body busy and she believes these kinds of exercising make her healthier. Furthermore it is one of the biggest pleasures for her to see me and my brother eat the dishes she cooked. She says "I'm very happy to see you eating food that I made. Is there anything you want to eat more?" I cannot find the word to express my appreciation since I didn't have to worry about being alone, taking care of my younger brother and prepare meals by myself thanks to all the things she had prepared for us.

She has positive mind and enjoys singing songs. She watches music programs for the elderly every Monday and Sunday and I can hear the songs she sings along. Sometimes she asks me to print out the lyrics of the songs to memorize and practice it. The reason why she does this is that she often goes to karaoke with her friends and wants to sing that song with them. Every weekend she dresses up and puts on makeup to go out for meeting some friends. When I see her preparing these stuffs, she looks very happy and excited. Even she asks me which clothes would be nice for her. This is the time that I like the most since she is lovely like a girl who goes out for picnic. She and her friends seem to eat lunch, go to karaoke, and chat together. After coming back, she tells us stories that she heard from them with loud voice. My mother says "She is truly enjoying her life and thinks doing households for family is her mission. I really appreciate her. "

Now I cannot see her as many times as I want to but when she calls me, the first thing she says is "Are you eating well?" When I hear the words, I realize that she is thinking of me every moment she prepares the meals, saying like "Hyejin would really like this food", since the most important thing she always stresses is eating healthy food. She often sends me a package fully filled with foods like Kimchi, rice, fruit and other side dishes, wishing I take care of myself by eating healthy foods that she cooked. The most fundamental thing that I learned from her is eating all of the breakfast, lunch and dinner every day. Every morning I was very hurry not to be late in school when I was young, but she'd never let me go unless I had the breakfast. Therefore even now when I'm living alone, I never skip my meals. I hope she lives so long that I can take care of her, buy fancy dresses, make some delicious foods and take her to a lot of gorgeous places.    

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Park Heejune / Tuesday 9am-11am / Character sketch

     My Mysterious Friend

 

     The people who met me usually describe me like an outgoing and social friendly person. That's true, it is not that difficult for me to give a nice first impression and be a good friend with stranger. So I have many friends and the funny thing is most of them have same personality like me. But one of my best friends has different characteristic which made her interesting when we met for the first time.

     It was at the welcome party when we met. We were fresh-freshmen of the French department. Our department is quiet big one so there were too many people. So we made some groups and she was in my group. She was shorter than me but because of her wedge heel sandals, she looked tall enough. She had short waved brown hair with bangs. Her big wide-opened eyes looked her like a scared doe.

     While other people, including me, in the group talked and laughed to never let the awkward moment come, she kept silence and smiled carefully. I wanted to make her join the conversation but I knew that if I act rashly, she will never talk to me. But, luckily, we wore similar outfits: red striped white T-shirts and jeans. So mentioning our outfits, I started to talk with her and finally she began to talk. Unlike her first impression, a very shy girl, she knew how to talk with her warm voice and to make other people laugh with jokes.

 

     From that day to today, for three years, she has shown different parts of her personality step by step. Basically, she is timid and quiet but deep inside of her, she is very determinative and independent person. I'm pretty sure that she hides her real character and it makes her attractive. I hope one day I could find out her every aspects.

Yoonhae Kang/ character sketch / Tuesday 9am

My friend, Jisung Park
201300058 EIT Yoonhae Kang
 Jisung Park. You'll probably heard of this name, the most famous Korean soccer player. However, this famous name is also belonged to one of my favorite friend. What more interesting is, my friend Jisung Park is a girl. My first impression on her is related to her name, Jisung Park. We were in same high school. After I first heard Jijung's name, I said "Wow!! Nobody can forget your name". Soon after, I started to call her Men-U as a short term of Menchester United, the soccer team that Jisung Park, the soccer player was belonged during 2010. We have known each other for 7 years. If someone asks me to descibe her in three words, those words will be addiction, nocturnal and advisor.
 To begin with, she shows high level of addiction on the field that she has interest in. Addicting is a driving force of her life which leads her to explode inner and outer energies. When she became addicted her entire thinking is focused on the interest. For an example, she recently found an interest on musicals. Nowadays, she surveys through internet day and night, searching for informations of upcoming musicals. Last month she spent most of her allowance for the tickets of musical. She even watched the same musical 'Thrill me' for three times. Moreover, her addiction is not just limited on hobbies. My friend loves spicy foods. Whenever she cooks, she put lots of peppers. She eventually made new delicious menues that goes with her taste. However, one day my friend had a really bad ache on her stomache and immediately went to the hospital. After she had a MRI service she got some treatment for gastritis and warnings from the doctor: Stay away from spicy food. She was too obsessed by spiciness. In addition, she sometimes addicted to study. She doesn't get sleep and stay up all night studying and reading papers. It helped her to make better papers, reports and presentations.
 Furthermore, she is a nocturnal human. She usually goes to sleep after 3am and than wake up 10am. She said "I can concentrate on my work better during night times". Even when I contact her, the responses come faster during night times than morning. She usually starts her home assignments after 11pm and don't sleep until she finish it. When there are assignments to complete, she goes to You-tube page and search for intereting videos. Sometimes she sends me music videos or funny video clips and waits for my replies of 'Thank you, You really understands me and my music taste. I really enjoyed the videos'.  During vacation, her tendency of nocturnal becomes more intensified. I asked her when she usually goes to sleeps during vacation and she replied "I go to bed after 5am, after I see a sun rise. And than I woke up after sunset, around 4pm".
 There is no debt that she has a strong character. The most attractive point of her character is that she is a good counselor. She is a good listener and gives useful and warm advices. In these days, I was sensitive to romantic autumn weather. I was little depressed last night and had apprehentions of my work. When I asked her for an advice, she told me to observe myself in an objective view. It was really helpful and I could easily made my decision.
I love my friend. After all seven years I now understands her characteristics. Everyone who knows Jisung Park says that she is a realistic person but has humors.

 

Kwon Hye-ji/#3 First draft of Essay/ Tue 9 a.m.

First draft of Ch.3

201200235 Kwon Hye-ji

 

My Father My Forever Teacher

 

Fathers teach everything to their children. I also have learned many things from my father whether he intended to teach them. Because we live together I got a lot of influences from him all the time. They were mostly positive lessons.

 

First, I learned from him how to respect others by listening closely. When I was young, I tended to like telling my opinions rather listening others. So, when I had an argument with my brother, I did not try to listen his voice and even sometimes I disregarded his opinions. Telling my opinions and making him to agree with them were the most important things for me. However, whenever I did it, my father said my brother's ideas were as good as mine. When he talked about his opinion, he always started with saying "Interesting ideas and I agree with you in some ways." I thought he showed respects to others by listening them so after then I also always listen carefully before I state my opinions.

 

Second, I learned preparedness from him. He stared a business 2 years ago. Because he had never done his own business he was afraid of starting it. He was a public official and 50 years old at that time. As you know, most mid-aged people do not want to take a risk that may affect their constant life and they like to stay in the stable present state. My father was also like one of them before he started his own business. As he decided to do it, he began to study about the business at home. After he came back from his working, he researched and studied about the relevant government policies and others' cases to his new job. He only studied like that for a year even though his first business was not so big. A year later, he accomplished opening a new business and it was successful. By researching and studying many times, he could reduce possible risks. I was impressed by his preparedness.

 

Third, he is so domestic. Nowadays, he is preparing a new business and it will be bigger than the previous one. Bigger business means higher risks but more profits. When people get an opportunity to make a great deal of money, some just think to spend the money for their own family and they do not care about their sisters' or brothers' family. Even some keep the chance in secret. However, my father is planing to invite his sister and my mother's brother in the new business because she has a small paid job and he has no job. They are suffering from financial difficulties. I was surprised when I heard this plan at first. I did not even think it would be a family business. None of my relatives runs a family business and they are only working for their own family. This is so natural and I do not mean they are selfish. However, my father is only one who really gives a practical help to family. I realized how he is thoughtful and he always cares about family.

 

I love what he thaught me. I learned how I can succeed by preparing well, how to respect others by listening, and his love for family. I want to practice those lessons in my life. I will do my best for my job and for my family. He is always the best and forever teacher of my life.

Edward Yom/ Character Sketch/ Tue 9am

201303872 Edward Yom 

 

My Best Friend and Rival

 

     Since middle school, I was always in the same class with Tom. At that time, our school used to be relative grading, and we always fought to be the first place in every class.

 

     Tom was about 172cm tall, and he dressed very drastically. On days he was not playing sports he always wore semi casual clothes consisting of jeans, button down shirts with long sleeves and blazers. When he was playing sports, he always wore short sleeves and short pants regardless of the weather, and the season. He has big eyes, a tall nose, and a wide smile. Although these physical features alone are very positive, they somehow combined to form a face that resembles a penguin. 

 

     Tom had numerous friends and always had people around him. He seemed to play hard and work hard managing to balance the best of both life styles. Tom is a very persuasive person. He was a member of numerous debate clubs, and accumulated knowledge through hard work in all of his classes. When he gave a suggestion, other people followed what he said. He seemed to carefully plan his time depending on the work he has to do in such a manner that other students can't refute. He would say, "Let's go to the library first today since we have to work on a project, than go eat dinner, and play for two hours before we go home."

 

     Fortunately, when I was in 7th grade, our school changed from relative grading to absolute grading. Since we both recognized each other's skills, and with the barrier of grades out of the way, it was easy to bond. The more time we spent together, the more commonalities we found. We not only worked together, but we ate together, played together, but also stood up all night so the other person doesn't fall asleep even if one of us finished the assignment already. 

 

 

     Tom is a very kind person who is caring of other people, manages his time well, and is a great friend and motto, yet a rival that I hope to surpass someday. To this day, we keep in contact, and meet during summer and winter vacation.

Namhye Kim/Character Sketch/Tue 9am

201100316 Kim Nam Hye

 

My Friend: Common but Unique Friend.

 

   Everyone might have their own friends. I too have a few friends. But, I have a different relationship to each of them. Some are very close to me, some are quite close to me, and some are not that close actually. Among those friends, I have a really close friend, whom I can describe very complicated friend; she looks very common, but when you know her deeply, she is a unique girl.

The name of this friend is Jun-hee. I met her in my high school. Since then, we have been a best friend. Maybe that's because our hobbies are same, and we are in sync with each other. When it comes to her appearance, her appearance is actually not distinctive. She always says "Many people say that I resemble one of their friends." Yes, I agree with that. This is because, every single part of her appearance is amazingly so common, and in other words, nothing out of the way. I'd like to say that she is a girl of standard point. In detail, she wears black horn-rimmed glasses which make her look quite academic. You might easily find similar glasses wherever you go, as many people wear similar looking-glasses, maybe the colors are different. She is as tall as just the average, not too short not too high. She is a woman of a medium build, not skinny, not fat, just in the middle.

 

  But, as a friend I have found some features of her appearance that is unique, not common.

She has light brown eyes, which always twinkles. Most Koreans have inky black eyes. In addition to that, she has especially kind-looking slightly drooped eyes. I like her drooped eyes, because when I see her eyes, it makes me feel calm and relaxed. But, she is not satisfied with her drooped eyes. She often says "My eyes are small, and similar to those of dogs, as they are drooped." She has full lips which makes me feel illusively that she's blowing a bubble now. She says her chubby lip reminds her of her favorite actor of plump lips. She has curly hair, so her hair is always full of volume. I think this thick, luxuriant hair looks good on her.

When it comes to her personality, she's a nice person. It sounds so abstract. I must add, I am saying it, not because she is my friend, but she really is very kind and nice to other. She almost always follows other's opinion. For example, whenever we decide where to meet, when to meet or what to eat, she says "I will follow your opinion. Just say it." She has never been stubborn, and self-centered, as long as I saw her. She is a considerate person. So, sometimes it seems like she's a machine without 'No' button. But, some people who know my friend doesn't like her personality. They say "She is so considerate that I feel uncomfortable. When I am with her, I feel like I become a bad person."I understand what they mean, but I have a different opinion. I think it is her good strength, and I like it too. Being rude and selfish to other is much worse.

 By the way, she still has an innocent shyness too. She easily feels shy. She is so shy that she feels uncomfortable having a phone call while in public transportations. One day, I had something to ask her, so I called her as usual. But, her voice was low, so quiet, and even strained. So, then, I was worried that her voice was so depressed. I asked her "Why are you so depressed, and nervous. Do you have any problem?" Then she says, "I'm sorry, but I'm now in a subway. It's so quite here actually, so I can't talk loudly. I will call you later. Bye." I was confused and a little bit unhappy because of her answer. But, time after time, I finally become to understand her particular personality. May be it's also related to her personality full of carefulness. She might not have wanted to bother others.

  What I have realized through this writing is that each person is unique. They all have their own outward features, and likewise internal characteristics. So, I would like to say that every person is special and precious just the way they are.

 

Jiyeon Yang/ Character sketch first draft/ Tuesdy 9a.m

My best friend

 

201301957 EIT Jiyeon Yang

 

  Everyone has lots of friends. During my studying from elementary school to university, I also have lots of friends. Among those, I would like to introduce my best friend minju who always makes me happy and backs me up. Without her, I would not be as happy as I am now.

 

  I vividly remember the day we first met. We first met when we were high school freshmen students. It was the first day that I transferred to Tongjin high school. I was really nervous and worried. At that time, minju talked to me. In my memory, I thought minju was pretty. She was tall and had a high nose and a fair-skinned face. And, she had an oval face with bright brown eyes and a brown straight long hair. She smiled and asked me to eat lunch together. I was really thanked her because it was the first day and I didn't know anyone. Minju introduced me to her friends during lunch. Thanks to minju, I made lots of friends and accommodated easily in new environment. Although it was the first day, we talked a lot and found we had many common things. So, similar to "love at first sight," I thought we could be a best friend at first sight. Actually, after that, we were getting close very quickly.

 

  Looking back, I and my friends called Minju 'mother' because she took good care of us. She sometimes brought some food for breakfast and fed us. Also, when I visited her house, she always made delicious food for me. Also, when I had to make a big decision, she advised and gave emotional security like my mother. When I was a high school senior, I agonized for days whether I should apply to HUFS. My teacher said "You will be rejected by HUFS. Apply to another university." After I heard this saying, I decided not to apply to HUFS. However, Minju encouraged me to forge on, and said "You always be yourself at all times and not pay any attention to what people say concerning you." I gained confidence after talking with her.

 

  Also, she is one of the most challenging person I've ever seen. After entering university, she always said to me that she wanted to change her major. Although she majored biology, what she really wanted to do was acting. Finally, she joined drama club in her university and changed her major from biology to theater and film studies with the help of her professor. I was worried at first because acting looked hard way to make a living. However, she said "I know that majoring biology is much better for making a living. However, I think doing the things I really want to do is much more important than earning money." And, when I watched a play staged by students of the Theater and Film Department and Minju, I acknowledged she was right and changed my mind. She looked very happy and enjoyed her life.

 

  Until now, we have promoted our friendship since we first met. And even though we entered different university, our friendship was getting intense. When I got stressed and needed healing, I always met minju. She comforted me and understood everything. Of course, although we are best friend, we sometimes conflict. However, we trust and understand each other, so we listen to each other's opinion, and try to meet halfway. Like this, I am sure that we can act wisely when we conflict. We always says that we cannot imagine life without each other. So I really hope that our friendship will be long and won't ever end.

 

 

Haesook Yoon/ Character sketch First draft/ Tuesday 9 a.m.

Mr. Vincent 201302209 Haesook Yoon              Mr. Vincent was my presentation professor in my university. He taught us not just the presentation skill but other useful skills. His way of teaching was always fun to join in and everybody really participated well in that class. I believe it's not his teaching skill that brought everybody in the class. It was his positive influence at each student. He had a great optimism. He was smiling all the time except when he was listening carefully to someone's presentation. When the semester just started everyone was horrified to present in front of so many people. Our voices were small and had may fillers and useless gestures. Knowing how we are scared of public speaking he taught us how to relieve ourselves. He put his long and thin arms straight up above his head and breathed deeply. He said it was what the healer in a game called 'wow' did to heal somebody. At that time everyone was laughing and seemed to be relaxed. He had this kind of humor which made others feel comfortable to be with him. When students made mistakes, he told us to practice a lot but also said some mistakes can be 'adorable' because it shows humane qualities of the speaker. By his way of acting and dealing with people, I learned how to speak and not to make the listeners feel offended. When I meet him in the streets, he says hi with his big smile on his face. Although I am not taking any presentation class now, but I can still remember his presentation tips. When I grow more order and mature, I want to communicate with others like him. I want to make others feel comfortable to be with me.

Hajin Ahn/character sketch first draft/Tuesday 9 A.M

My friend Chaerim                                                                                      201301918 Hajin Ahn (EIT)            I met her when I was seven and had just moved into a new apartment. Even before I met her for the first time on stairs, her mom and my mom seemed to be familiar with each other already. They had a conversation over the intercom. We moved to 6th floor of Hyundai Apartment and Chaerim had been living in the 2nd floor of the same building for ten years, even before we were born. I walked down the stairs and was just about to push a door bell. At that very moment, I felt someone standing behind me. It was her, Chaerim. That was our first meeting. She had her hair tied at the back, carrying a bag for her music schools. I was pretty chubby then and my skin was relatively white whereas she was darker and skinny. It was obvious that we had different body types but we resembled each other for our small noses and mouths. Just as we had planned, our face turned red and had an awkward greeting. I could sense instantly that she was as timid as I was. Thinking back, I guess she also knew that we had a lot of common in our personality because we got closer to each other very quickly and had a great fun with Barbies as soon as I entered her room after the short greeting. I thought I found a soul mate for the rest of my life even though I once regretted the thought later on. Since then, we did everything together- going to school, attending lectures, returning home, doing homework, and having meals and so on. It was much difficult to find something that we did not do together. We were always next to each other, and that might be a cause for our one year's conflict.            Being the youngest child of a family with three daughters, she monopolized her parents' affection and this made her extremely stubborn. She never knew how to yield to the other and when she failed, she ended up crying like a five years old girl, squatting on the ground. I still remember the day we had a big fight. As her mom and my mom were of the same age, we often slept over at each other's home. When she came to my house, I always made her sleep on my bed while I had to sleep on the floor. I always thought she would do the same someday if I continued respecting her. The day I promised to sleep at her home came but I had been suffered from high fever for the past few days. I called her to put off our sleeping over but she obstinately refused to give up. Like a log, I went to her house in spite of being sick. Her mom brought us a thin layer of a quilt and asked Chaerim to let me sleep on the bed. I always hoped the quilt would have been thicker so that I did not have to feel stiff waking up. Just as usual, she lied on her bed and I had to lay out the flimsy blanket. I was still waiting for her to give up her bed. She said, "Turn off the light. I cannot sleep if it's bright." I was stunned. I had never expected her to be that much selfish before then. Having a fever, running nose, and a cough, I couldn't bear further and shout at her. "Please! I'm sick of you right now. You don't know how to care about others. Of course you don't because you rather make others uncomfortable." After pouring out all my anger and criticism toward her, I dashed out of the house. As it was not the first time I felt she ignored people too much, I could not stand it anymore. While walking up stairs, I could hear her yelling and crying like a baby taking out her favorite doll.            We did not meet each other for six months although we did run into each other time to time on the way to school. Whenever I saw her, she was trying to take the lead and do whatever she wanted to do. She made her friends choose same menu for their lunch, and buy the same school shoes. Gradually, friends around her started to alienate her. More and more people talked behind her back. Her shoulders that once showed her confidence dropped and her face grew somber. I hardly saw her on the playground where we used to play house together. I felt sorry for her. She tended to be shy but never hesitated to get along with others. I recalled out memories of hanging out together and decided to talk to her. I visited her house after school and we had a conversation over an hour. She had become much thinner and her room was not tidy anymore. It was different from the one I saw on the day of the 'fight'. She asked me for advice on how to become friends with people again. I knew it would hurt her but gave her frank comments on what she had been doing wrong. This time, she did not cry out loud, she just shed little tears of remorse. After our reunion, everything changed. Her long-forgotten smile and laugh was evidently back. Her face still turned red when meeting people for the first time, but even when she became closer to them, she never talked like a stubborn captain of a big boat as she did before. Since then, I could often see her listen to other people. And even until today after my coming back from China, we often sleep over at each other's home and now she became much more mature and considerate.

Hyejin Kim/#3 First Draft of Essay/Tue 9 a.m.

First Draft of Ch.3

My Grandmother

201001006 Hyejin Kim

 

I had been raised by my grandmother, my father's mother. Both of my parents always had works and still they do. So my grandmother had taken care of me and my younger brother. When I was a little child, I had much more time to spend with my grandmother than parents. We slept in the same room. At that time she used to read many books and tell her story for me. She was always by my side, preparing meals and spending time with me. Therefore I'm sure that she had a huge influence on building my personality. Now I'm alone in this city far away from my hometown and her, but I always love her and I don't know how to express my gratitude for all of the things that she had done for me.

She has short curly hair and high pitched voice. She is small but still has perfect posture even though she is nearly eighty years old. Several friends of mine met her and they were very surprised saying "Are you sure that she becomes eighty soon?", "I can't believe it! I thought she is about sixty-something!" and "My grandmother is also nearly eighty but she is bent with the weight of years". She is very healthy. Actually if you met her, you could see that her face is filled with smile and vivid energy. I think this is because she makes her body keep busy.

Usually she wakes up at 6 o'clock to prepare breakfast for family and then she go out for hiking and exercising. She climbs a small mountain near our house, meets her friends and doing exercise together. About 11o'clock she comes back and does washes, cleaning, preparing lunch and other households. After lunch and washing up she takes a short nap and listens to the radio. About 5 o'clock, she starts to prepare dinner. You maybe think this is the life of housekeeper whose life is fully booked with endless households. However my grandmother is really enjoying her life. She says "I'm very happy to see you eating food that I made. Is there anything you want to eat more?"

She has positive mind and enjoys singing songs. She watches music programs for the elderly every Monday and Sunday and I can hear the songs she sings along. Sometimes she asks me to print out the lyrics of the songs to memorize and practice it. The reason why she does this is that she often goes to karaoke with her friends and wants to sing that song with them. Every weekend she dresses up and puts on makeup to go out for meeting some friends. When I see her preparing these stuffs, she looks very happy and excited. Even she asks me which clothes would be nice for her. She and her friends seem to eat lunch, go to karaoke, and chat together. After coming back, she tells us stories that she heard from them with loud voice. My mother says "She is truly enjoying her life and thinks doing households for family is her mission. I really appreciate her."

Now I cannot see her as many times as I want to but when she calls me the first thing she says is "Are you eating well?" When I hear the words, I realize that she is thinking of me every moment she prepares the meals, saying like "Hyejin would really like this food" since the most important thing she always stresses is eating healthy food. She often sends me a package fully filled with foods like Kimchi, rice, fruit and other side dishes for me, wishing I take care of myself by eating healthy foods that she made. I hope she lives so long that I can take care of her, buy fancy dresses, make some delicious foods and take her to many lovely places.    

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Jeong Seonghwa / Chapter 3 / Tuesday 9-11AM

The Timid and Nervous One

201003120 Jeong Seonghwa

             The memory connected with the first time is strong. I can remember my good feeling to a girl whom I liked for the first time. Probably, it wasn't love but more careful heart for the opposite sex.

             The girl, Y was in the same class when I was a 2^nd grade elementary school student and we were often in the same class up to the elementary school graduation. Since the class was randomly announced every year, it was a small miracle being in same classroom with whom I liked.

             She was little bit shorter than me and wore glasses. Her voice was slightly quiet. She always pull her hair tightly into a ponytail. Because I liked women's ponytail, even until now, the good feeling was doubled. She also had active characteristic and talkative. The whole thing she had looked good to me.

             I, other male friend, H, she, and her friend, P were very close. The four gathered in every break time and talked, laughed and went back to the seat. I and H were both very funny so we couldn't help laughing when we were together.

             One day, I and the girl whom I liked was talking and suddenly said, "I think H-my male friend-is really funny isn't it?" It was hurt because I liked her and she hadn't say that to me before. The funny characteristic was my no.1 pride so jealousy arose in my mind. But "Of course! he is so funny and I envy him!" I said. I overreacted for I didn't want let her see I was jealous. I thought that 'Yes, she just think him funny, not like him. Maybe I will be more interesting, she will like me someday.'

             As time went, H became more interesting and I couldn't do anything. I just saw Y's smiling face when H made her laugh. From that time, I gradually became a timid person due to the thinking that I'm not qualified for being fond of her. Plus, jealousy to H grew and grew.

             Anyway H and I were close friend even though I felt some bad feelings about him. One day, he and I returned to home together and he suddenly asked, "Seonghwa, do you like Y?" It was totally unpredictable question but I sincerely answered, "Um… Yes, I… do." H made his face like he already knew it. "Yes, you do. Right, she is a good girl and I think she fits you. Of course you fits her."

             Listening that words from H was nearly shocked. It meant that he was not my rival. I was very happy and almost laugh aloud but barely hold it. Hearing the good words about Y from other person was also pleasant. That emotion I felt was so memorable.

             However, I couldn't tell her my heart thinking that if I reveal my mind to her and she refuse or dislike it, I will be alone from that day. Losing my close friend was horrible to me.

             I and Y were separated when we entered middle school. About 3 years I liked her and couldn't say her it directly. The more I tried to say, the more I became afraid of. I messed my mind up and hesitated unnecessarily. Maybe she noticed my mind; for I was not good at hiding my emotion. Even if it is right, she didn't think me more than a friend and also didn't want to lose a friend neither.

             I cannot see the ponytail girl since the middle school day and it isn't that regretful to me. The memory is beautiful enough while she remains still the young elementary school student.

Jihoon Yoo/character sketch first draft/Tuesday 9am

My Friend Seoyeon Jihoon Yoo 201301135 EIT                I still remember the first time I met her. It was October, 2009 when I went to my school in the Philippines called the International School of Manila for the first time. I was quite astonished by the size of the school, and at the same time worried by encountering so many foreigners of different ethnicities and ages. For a middle-school girl that just came from Korea leaving all her friends, it was just so much to handle. Having finished my morning classes, I was to go to the canteen to eat lunch, but I was struck with fear as I didn't have any friends to eat with. With a deep worry that I will have to eat alone, I went inside the canteen, and that was when I saw Seoyeon for the first time. She saw me coming inside the canteen, and with a bright smile on her face, she stood up to greet me. Frankly speaking, her first impression was not that good, as she was surrounded by her foreign friends, making her seem less 'Korean'. However, that first impression was changed right away. She kindly asked me questions like when I got here, how my morning classes were, where I live and how long I'll stay, and she introduced me to her other Korean friends. Because of her help and kindness, I was able to meet other Korean friends, and my worry of being alone vanished completely. Her sociability made me feel like I've known her for ages and soon enough, I realized the reason why she was surrounded by many friends disregarding nationality.              She was a happy virus in our school. Every time a new semester began, a lot of students were full of stress and sighs, but Seoyeon was different. She would be so happy by seeing everyone in school and meeting new teachers that her laughter was able to be heard in every parts of the school. Even her way of introducing herself to the classmates and the teacher was peculiar. In my case, I would be timid and shy and just tell them my name, nationality, hobby and hurry to my seat. But in her case, she confidently told the class her name and nationality, and then said "well there's one way to memorize my birthday. Just remember one-one-two-two. Get it? November 22!" It was so memorable that I still remember it to this day, where about six years have passed. There was one noticeable thing that happened because of Seoyeon's 'happy virus.' In school, there was an invisible but unbroken wall between Korean students and other students, as we used to hang around by ourselves, speaking in Korean. However, the person that tried to break that wall was Seoyeon. She did not defer to go and talk to others, nor did she try to disguise her personality like normal people do when they encounter a stranger or someone that they are not used to being with. Her way of treating others, even the strangers, always seemed like talking to an old best friend. Because of her effort, or in other words her ability to socialize with others, that never-broken wall started to have bits of cracks, and eventually was collapsed.                Now we are over being middle school girls, and we are university students, me in Korea and Seoyeon in the US. The distance between Korea and the US is unthinkable, and communication is forcibly cut off because of the time difference. Usually at this situation, the relationship begins to wear off not because of any trouble or quarrel, but because of the situation, even if people don't want to. However with Seoyeon it is different. Once in a while she would not only ask me how I am doing, but also talks about herself, how her studies were, what happened with her friends in the US, what happened in school and so one, even if it's so late in the US. It is as detailed as to being able to visualize how she's doing there. And whenever she comes to Korea, she still treats me like she did in ISM that it seems as if we are back in middle school. Her innate ability to socialize and influence is truly unimaginable. She is still spreading her happy virus to everyone, and I am sure that she will, in the future, influence everyone in a positive way.

Lee Sejong/201002416/Chapter 3/Tues9-11am

Kwon, interesting my friend

 

In fact, it is honor to introduce my special friend to the readers. My friend Sang-oh Kwon, we call him as Kwon is very special and unique friend in my whole personnel connection. He is my high school friend and known for each other since 2005. At that time, we were not friendly as now because I cannot bear his actions at that time. But after time pasts and we became one of the best friends ever.

He is tall, but not big. Interesting point is that he has dot in his face that easily recognize in far. He mostly wants to wear stylish suits to be fashionable but consequently, it looks not fit to him. He loves reading and playing music, although he didn't do really well. He also manages the fund very well. From the early age, he managed to check family money. That helps him how to use money effectively and

We often think him that he has different way of thinking. Different from us, he loves to do something new and dynamic. That's why he is so called as trouble maker. He always says 'You only live once, so let's do it.' Sometimes, that is really bothering me, who loves to be normal, calm and peaceful, that he suddenly argue we should go to Damyang to eat the traditional Grilled rib patty or other things. That is why he, me and our friends usually do something we cannot easily think of. But when he alone, we cannot guess what he will do next. He sometimes goes to Jeju island for riding a horse, sometimes goes to Africa to see the lion, sometimes goes to Manila to go to the pacific ocean.

One of his bad habits is that he uses tone of command. The reason he uses those tone because he hates time for thinking. He loves to do the things as fast as they can. So when we gather the friends and start discussion of what we are going to do, he starts to command what we might want to do. We all know that he don't have any malicious reason, but it have to be fixed so when we hear his tone, we tried to give some advice to change it.

When you meet him, it is hard to forget him. That is why I choose him to introduce him here. When I was writing this essay, he chose to go to Chuncheon to have some kind of boat riding. Sometimes I am really curious about how can he manage to do that all. Sometimes it makes me jealous that I cannot do all that things in a short time. But, It is really fun to have with friend with him because all things can be happen and it is possible with him.

Park Heejune / First draft / Tue. 9 a.m.

     It was the day when snows covered everywhere. I woke up earlier than usual and found out the world was so beautifully changed. I thought it must be an angel or a fairy that turned my world as a white garden of her. It was my seventh Christmas day when I will remember forever.

     After watching the sight through window for a while, I ran to the Christmas tree and found many gifts wrapped by glittered red and green papers and tied up by golden ribbons. Of course, I chose the biggest one as I always did. When I fought with the wrappers and ribbons, my mom woke up and got out of her room. The gift was a gorgeous bobby doll which I always wanted. I thanked my mom and she gave me a big warm smile.

 In the afternoon we went outside. I stepped on the pure white snows and saw my footprints. While I left my foot prints all over the snows, my mom started to roll some snows and made them like a ball. I wondered what she did so I asked her why she did this and she answered "I'm making a snowman." Since then, I had seen snowmen in my books but always wanted to see and make one.

We rolled snows together. It took a bit long time to make it bigger and bigger. But anyway we made it. Now there were two snow balls, one is bigger than the other. Put the smaller one on the bigger one was not easy because it was quiet heavy to lift the ball. Fortunately, a man who passed by us helped us, so we could combined two parts. Then, I brought my floppy red hat, fluffy blue muffler and frayed gloves. I put them on the snowman and put also two small black stones as eyes. Finally my first snowman was made – I named him Snowy Santa –

 

Each year, on snowy days, I always recall this memory. Even if I don't make a snowman anymore, I never forget how to make it and what I felt when I made my snowman for the first time. Whenever I remember my Snowy Santa, I feel like turning back to a little girl.

Park Heejune/Why I write/Tuesday 9 a.m.

I can remember my first writing moment clearly. When I was five years old, I loved reading books, especially fables. I forgot the title and author's name, but my favorite one was a story about raccoon family: father, mother and three babies. I always brought the small book, read it all the time and drew them everywhere if there was empty paper.

One day, in kindergarten, my teacher told us about poem and asked us write down our own poem. First I was embarrassed because I had no idea about poem. But soon, I could draw a picture in my head. It was of course about the raccoon family. I imagined their daily life and decided to write it. After I decided what I write, the rest takes care of itself – it was like some forces made me to write down a poem without my thoughts. I handed in the poem first and got praised most.

 

Thanks to this precious experience, when I write something, any kind of genres, I get excited because I know the fierce moment that a fairy of writing – that's what my mother told me when I talked about the force to her – came to me. Actually, after my childhood, I haven't experienced that feeling yet. But still I wait for it and that's my strongest motivation to write.