Death's Door
201003120 Jeong Seonghwa
In this story, I want to write about my personal memorable place of which the atmosphere was not that bright. Also, the following place is sometimes reported by some of news or articles until now. Above all, in the place, the death was close to my life. The place is Egypt of 2011.
The original purpose of the trip was just visit and helping some organizations, such as an orphanage and a school. The planned travel time was about one month-the whole January. On January 4, the trip was started and nobody in my team didn't know how Egypt's social situation would go by. The people who lived where near I stayed or visited seemed to okay and be content with their current life. However, at that time, the desire for the democracy slowly reached to the explosion point. Finally, the dissatisfaction exploded before one week of my return date. Since the memory of the week, Egypt is yet a dangerous country to me.
Right after the demonstration occurred, I couldn't see the people and the movement in first several days although I stayed in Heliopolis, Cairo, the capital of Egypt. Instead, I could see many tanks block some of the roads. Also many soldiers were armed and watched every people they could see. They wore whole military equipment-helmet, sunglasses, bulletproof vest, and even held a rifle. It was the first time that I saw the tanks and full-equipped soldiers outside of the military.
Things got worse as time passed. Before three days ago from the return, about on January 25, my team leader said that we should stay in the accommodation until the departure day. The demonstration became aggressive, and we worried whether the Egyptians may harm us because we were foreigners. The whole member was afraid of the situation. At night, my team watched CNN and it reported the rebellion over and over again as a breaking news. I could see Tahrir Square where my team had visited during the trip and became a hub of the protest. Every demonstrator unifies and gathered around the square. Then suddenly, the owner of the quest house turned the TV off and said be quiet. I and the members kept still and hold our breath. From far away, there were the sound of people's yell came close with the noise of dragging iron pipe. The outrageous and loud Arabic was enough to make my team become scared. Moreover, I could hear the sound of combat plane flying away on the house.
On the final day of Egypt, we moved quickly. We were ready to get on the car, which would bring us to the airport, immediately after the arrival at the accommodation. We got in and while the car headed to the airport, there was a point where soldiers had blocked one of the two traffic lane with a tank and check the drivers and inside of the car. Every car should stop and let the soldiers know what the purpose of the driving is. Eventually, our car was approached to them and our Egyptian driver said to one soldier something. That 10 seconds made my every nerve be stretched. At last we passed the inspection and arrived safely at the airport. Inside the airport, there was another war. The planes which was planned to head to Europe or America were all delayed or cancelled. People from those country lined up whole ticketing area and some of them climbed up to the empty desk and yelled. Fortunately, our plane was just delayed about 3 hours and we could return to Korea.
Egypt was the place where I felt about death. Afterward, that was difficulty of moving and getting out Egypt, but being in there was so frightened experience. Since then, I am thankful for being in Korea which is the safest "ceasefire" country.
201200235 Kwon Hye-ji
ReplyDelete1. I liked the title the most becuase it was strong enough to attract readers' attetions and it reveals the mood of the place that the author is going to introduce.
2. Yes. the writer clearly explains the situation he exprienced in the place by telling the historical background.
3.Yes. I liked the way he described the situation by saying, "1)They wore whole military equipment-helmet, sunglasses, bulletproof vest, and even held a rifle. It was the first time that I saw the tanks and full-equipped soldiers outside of the military."and 2)"Then suddenly, the owner of the quest house turned the TV off and said be quiet. I and the members kept still and hold our breath. From far away, there were the sound of people's yell came close with the noise of dragging iron pipe."
4. Very dangerous and chaos. Also violent and outrageous.
5. It was a first time he felt he might die due to the violent demonstration. He felt the death closely.
6.Before the demonstration, he said Egypt was very peachful and enjoyable place. It will be great if the writer describes how much the mood of Egypt changed by comparing before and after the demonstration.
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ReplyDeleteIn this story, I want to write about my personal memorable place of which the atmosphere was not that bright. Also, the following place is sometimes reported by some of news or articles until now. Above all, in the place, the death was close to my life. The place is Egypt of 2011.
The original purpose of the trip was just visit and helping some organizations, such as an orphanage and a school. The planned travel time was about one month-the whole January. On January 4, the trip was started and nobody in my team didn’t know how Egypt’s social situation would go by. The people who lived where near I stayed or visited seemed to okay and be content with their current life. The scenery of the town was peaceful. There were restaurants, bakeries, small markets, and a theater. Near my accommodation, there was a shopping area so I could see normal Egyptians’ life full of happiness, joy, and peace. Plus, the smell of the air, consists of exhaust gas and sand, and of the spice specifically people of Middle East often use made me feel I was in Egypt.
However, at that time, the desire for the democracy slowly reached to the explosion point. Finally, the dissatisfaction exploded before one week of my return date. Since the memory of the week, Egypt is yet a dangerous country to me.
Right after the demonstration occurred, I couldn’t see the people and the movement in first several days although I stayed in Heliopolis, Cairo, the capital of Egypt. Instead, I could see many tanks block some of the roads. Also many soldiers were armed and watched every people they could see. They wore whole military equipment-a helmet, sunglasses, a bulletproof vest, and even held a rifle. It was the first time that I saw the tanks and full-equipped soldiers outside of the military.
Things got worse as time passed. Before three days ago from the return, about on January 25, my team leader said that we should stay in the accommodation until the departure day. The demonstration became aggressive, and we worried whether the Egyptians may harm us because we were foreigners. The whole member was afraid of the situation. At night, my team watched CNN and it reported the rebellion over and over again as a breaking news. I could see Tahrir Square where my team had visited during the trip became a hub of the protest. Many demonstrators unifies and gathered around the square continuously. Then suddenly, the owner of the guest house turned the TV off and said be quiet. I and the members kept still and hold our breath. From far away, there were the sound of people’s yell came close with the noise of dragging iron pipe. The outrageous and loud Arabic was enough to make my team become scared. Moreover, I could hear the sound of combat plane flying away on the house.
On the final day of Egypt, we moved quickly. We were ready to get on the car, which would bring us to the airport, immediately after its arrival at the accommodation. We got in and while the car headed to the airport, there was a point where soldiers had blocked one of the two traffic lane with a tank and check the drivers and inside of the car. Every car should stop and let the soldiers know what the purpose of the driving is. Eventually, our car was approached to them and our Egyptian driver said to one soldier something. That 10 seconds made my every nerve be stretched. At last we passed the inspection and arrived safely at the airport. Inside the airport, there was another war. The planes which was planned to head to Europe or America were all delayed or cancelled. People from those country lined up whole ticketing area and some of them climbed up to the empty desk and yelled. Fortunately, our plane was just delayed about 3 hours and we could return to Korea.
Egypt was the place where I could feel about death. Simply it was due to the difficulty of moving and getting out of Egypt, but being in there was so frightened experience. Since then, I am thankful for being in Korea which is the safest “ceasefire” country.