IEW.Description.Song In-yeong

My Brother
Song In-yeong

He is a man with a fit body-shape. he is interested in fashion, so he is well dressed always. All of these distributes to his attractive appearance. He is one of the best dresser of sport wear. I see only one of two dress shirts among full of sweat suits. But still, dress shirts are good on him when he puts on.

When he was a little boy, he was social, but he had a problem expressing his feeling properly. My mom used to be worried about it, because whenever she said something to him with her anger regardless how light it was, he burst into tears without saying anything. And it made her angry more.

He used to have an complex about his obese outfit. He truly was, but he liked playing out. He was competitive. Whenever he plays casual games like badminton, or chin-up competition, his feeling depended on victory or defeat of the little competitions among his friends.

Jumping rope was one of those competitions for him. There was a friend him, who is named Kim Seong-yeop and he was a competitor of jumping rope. His eagerness to win was more intensive than ever, because Seong-yeop had been a friend for his lifetime. Nobody knew it was the result of his hard working or was the time to grow, anyway he grew to 170cm in his first year of high school. From the time, he played team sport, especially basketball, which couldn't do due to his slowness.

From the time he physically grew dramatically, he became an outgoing person. In his high school, he made a first girlfriend, even though they broke up after some 30 days. At the day the girl asked him out, he said, "I've never imagined dating with a girl who likes me!"

He's Also relaxed and optimistic. He didn't go to college against parents' wish, just because he didn't want to do it, unlike me. Actually, the decision was made on his life-long indifference to studying in school. So, he spent two years doing part-time job. In turn, he went to army to fulfill his military duty. After he finished the duty, he started to prepare for an exam to be a police officer, and he gave up taking the written test in the middle of studying. But not like any other people who gives up because of the lack of ability, he just acknowledged studying is not his way to succeed after working on it for four months.

IEW: TSE SZE WAI-HW 2

  She had a lovely smile. All the passengers on the underground are using their smart phones, except her. She is smiling and talking to a little boy who sits right next to her.

  She is a middle-aged woman. She is a little chubby. When she smiles, her eyes turn to two lines; so as the little boy's. They are standing out from the crowd since everyone in the cage is just looking at the screen and has no facial expressions. The atmosphere is dull but the woman and the little boy brighten it up a bit.

 

   Today is the new year eve, a lot of people  are going back to their hometown. I do not know where they are going. She had a huge bag with her. It seems heavy but she has not lost her smile when she is carrying it getting of the railway. The door closes and I lose the sight of them.

IEW-PangWingPui/Task3.2 Waiting for a good friend/31-12-2015

 

I was sitting in front of the Lotte Shopping Mall near Kongkuk University. I was looking at a young lady who just got off a bus and was hovering around there. She was slight chubby , of medium height , and had a mushroom shape hairstyle which looked cute on her. She was wearing a big black coat and a light pink neckerchief that I could not see what kind of upper cloth she was wearing. Her shoulder bag was black and fashionable. Weather was quite cold, She tried to breathe out some smoke alike air to test the cold weather and for killing some time. And then she started to type on the Iphone. She looked a bit tired as she sloched.

Her phone rang, I could hear she replied "OKOK no problem, you will see me as soon as you arrived near the road here. I am right there." with a bright voice. I could see that she was looking forward to meet the person she talked with. It was dinnertime, probably she was meeting someone for dinner after work. Seemed she was a bit cheered up after the phone call. She then locked her phone but kept holding in her hand and walked next to the road like she was going to go across it. She was standing there to let her friend found her easily from the opposite side of the road. Her friend is also a young lady like her age, they met and walked away arm in arm together.

IEW / SujeongSeo / Task 3.2_A Cute Server

I was in a restaurant in a suburb. There were not that many people so I decided to observe an employee. A female server was plump and average in height. She was wearing glasses, shirts and an apron. Maybe she was in her early thirties. She asked us how the driving in the snow was. I felt like I was in my cousin's home because she was treating us very kindly with lovely smile. Her chubby hands and chin looked familiar.

We ordered our meals. I could see there were a cook in the kitchen, but she also made some side dishes. After a while, she served our plates but without forks and knives. She was a bit clumsy. And it seemed that she was not that quick to hear so customers had to call her several times. But she was treating them nicely with kind words.

After finished the main dishes, we ordered a cup of Affogato. When she came to us with it, my friend suddenly asked her what kind of ice cream they are using. She looked embarrassed with blushing cheeks and I thought it was because she forgot the brand. At the moment I hated my picky friend bothering her. So I talked to him, "Shut up and just eat." Right after my words, she said, "Yes!" The situation was little bit funny and she revised what she said. "I mean…. The ice cream is tasty…. You can trust me," she told him. She was honest. The ice cream was good. 

201103990 Jee-hyoun Kim/ Task 3.2 / IEW

She looks quite attractive. She has straight black hair, fair skin, and slim body. She looks attractive, and her beauty makes me wonder if she did some plastic surgery. She is wearing black jeans and brown turtle neck sweater. It fits her perfectly. By observing her, I become jealous of her appearance. A guy passes her by, and he stares at her. Maybe he also thinks that she looks beautiful.

Without noticing me staring at her, she is now talking with her classmate. They have been sitting in this café and talking about the class they are taking. From listening to their conversation, I noticed that they are taking Spanish class. "It's way too hard for me to catch up the material." She said. "I've been thinking of dropping this class." Surprised by what she said, another classmate replied. "Tomorrow is the midterm. If you drop this class now, it's a waste of time and money."

But, she looked determined. "If I drop this class before the 31th of December, I could get back 1/3 of the tuition fee." They talked more about how the classes are like during the winter session. They all agreed that it is way too demanding, and need lots of works. Though I don't know who they were, I could agree with them. With their books opened, they kept talking about how hard the class is.

 

IEW/ 201303233 / Hwisoo Jung/ A girl at McDonald’s

While eating a hamburger at Mcdonald's alone, I took a glance at a girl in the front table of me. She looked around my age. She had a bright blonde-dyed wavy hair, which was almost like bleached yellow color which shined around her face. Her lustrous hair was very conspicuous compared to the people around her, who mostly had black or brown hair. And she wore a heavy makeup. Her eyebrows were also bright yellow just like her hair and also linear. Her huge black eyes were gleaming with joy while she was chatting with her friend in a loud-squeaky voice. She had a white and clear skin (maybe thanks to her makeup) and was eating a hamburger and french fries. From time to time, she stopped eating and drank her coke with straw as well. She looked very excited and elated, talking and giggling with her friend with a bright smile. "Yes, yesterday I had my last job interview. So now I'm finally free! I can take some rest at least a week from now on." She seemed very happy and satisfied that her job interview is over eventually. 

 After around 10 minutes, she went off to the toilet. I realized that she's a very skinny and small girl. To show off her legs supposedly, she was wearing intensely tight black pants with black blouse, wore a pair of glossing enamel black high heels, which looked at least 15cm. Such a fussy style she had. Her style made her look even skinnier actually. Some people eating hamburgers stared at her or took a glance when she was heading to the toilet vigorously, but she didn't care as if she's used to it. Rather, she seemed to enjoy the attention drawn to her by others. When she got back, she noticed that I was looking at her. But she didn't care and sat, took out her lipstick from her small, hot pink handbag and put it on heavily staring at herself into the hand mirror. Her lips were bright red again, just like before eating hamburger.

IEW/201303233/ Hwisoo Jung/ A girl at McDonald’s

While eating a hamburger at Mcdonald's alone, I took a glance at a girl in the front table of me. She looked around my age. She had a bright blonde-dyed wavy hair, which was almost like bleached yellow color which shined around her face. Her lustrous hair was very conspicuous compared to the people around her, who mostly had black or brown hair. And she wore a heavy makeup. Her eyebrows were also bright yellow just like her hair and also linear. Her huge black eyes were gleaming with joy while she was chatting with her friend in a loud-squeaky voice. She had a white and clear skin (maybe thanks to her makeup) and was eating a hamburger and french fries. From time to time, she stopped eating and drank her coke with straw as well. She looked very excited and elated, talking and giggling with her friend with a bright smile. "Yes, yesterday I had my last job interview. So now I'm finally free! I can take some rest at least a week from now on." She seemed very happy and satisfied that her job interview is over eventually. 

 After around 10 minutes, she went off to the toilet. I realized that she's a very skinny and small girl. To show off her legs supposedly, she was wearing intensely tight black pants with black blouse, wore a pair of glossing enamel black high heels, which looked at least 15cm. Such a fussy style she had. Her style made her look even skinnier actually. Some people eating hamburgers stared at her or took a glance when she was heading to the toilet vigorously, but she didn't care as if she's used to it. Rather, she seemed to enjoy the attention drawn to her by others. When she got back, she noticed that I was looking at her. But she didn't care and sat, took out her lipstick from her small, hot pink handbag and put it on heavily staring at herself into the hand mirror. Her lips were bright red again, just like before eating hamburger.

IEW/201301547 Valeriya Bek/p. 74

            I was sitting in the coffee shop enjoying my hot coffee. The door opened and from the rainy street an elegant skinny woman with long wavy black hair went inside of the coffee shop. She sat on the table across from me with a cup of latte and put a lot of papers on the table. She reminds me a businesswoman from the Hollywood movie. Her almond hazel eyes with long black eyelashes stand out from the pale face.

            She was wearing a head turner black suit and luxury watch with luminous stones, which were shined like the sun. She was talking on the phone at the same time going through a stack of papers. The high forehead with wrinkles gave her more serious look, but the conversation with someone on the phone makes her show her smile with a white teeth. She spoke with very delicate and quiet voice and her child's laugh with dimples made me smile too.

            After the conversation on the cell phone her emotions was turned out. She was serious and started to work with her paper, and her smile was lost with the conversation. She checked the time on her shiny watch and then put the stack of papers in the bag. She wore the long gray coat floor-length and went out of the coffee shop with slow but graceful gait. 

IEW_Alexandra_Task 3.2

Today I had an appointment with my friends in Lotte department near Jamsil station, and as soon as my classes finished I went there. I came much earlier, so I decided to go to a coffee shop and wait them there. While I have been waiting for them, I saw a lot of people, especially couples that look so happy and adorable as if Christmas holidays didn't end yet. I took a seat in front of the doors of coffee shop, so I could see people going in and out.

One couple attracted my attention as they came in the coffee shop and sat in front of me. The reason is that they stood out comparing to other couples, insofar as their face expressions were not that happy, instead they were even aggressive and angry. When they received their order, they sat in front of each other, so I could see only a guy's face. Unconsciously, I kept looking at his face, wondering what they were talking about.

The guy was good looking- tall, tidy and well dressed. His clothing style reminded me an old fashioned gentlemen from 60s. Also, his couple ring on the left hand was very unusual, with big white diamond in the middle, so he might be a rich guy I though. Since there were so many people, I could not hear anything what he was talking about, so I focused on his face expressions to better understand his conversation with his girlfriend.

At first, when his girlfriend was talking to him, he looked very disappointed- his eyes looked down, from one side to another, as if he wanted to hide from her. Then suddenly, when she stopped and slightly turned away, he took her hand and looked up on her. He smiled awkwardly, trying to hide his upset from her. I could see that his mouth was moving very slow, so he probably tried to be careful when saying something to her. They were sitting in the same pose for a long time until someone took a sit near them. Then he suddenly stood up, sat next to her and held her hand. 

From that moment I could not see his face either her. They were sitting next to each other, talking from time to time, but still holding their hands, as if nothing had happened before. Observing this situation, I understood that the guy really loves and cares about his girlfriend a lot. His face expression, body moves and gestures loudly spoke for themselves.

 

 

Kseniia Kim 201300918/ IEW/ HW2 Description p.74

           Short and a little chubby girl. Her glasses were a round shape, reminded me of which Harry Potter had. She was standing at the bus stop, next to the bookstore of my university. Her short black hair looked clumsy, as she had just woken up. You could see a dark circles under her eyes because of the sleeplessness. Her fingers were typing fast on the phone. Looked like she had a serious chat with someone. Her facial expressions changed dramatically. First she was smiling and you could easily see her braces. Then her lips thinned. Her eyebrows came together showing wrinkles on the skin above her nose.       After a few minutes, she calmed herself down and put the phone in her purse.

              The girl was wearing black jeans and bright yellow jacket with big hoodie. The jacked gave her a bulky look. She looked like a little bear. I was starting at her for the last 5 minutes and then she turned her head and stared at me. I was a little embarrassed and looked away. When I turned back, she was still staring at me. I did not know what to do and pretended as I am talking on the phone. Luckily, her bus came and she left. 

IEW : TSE SZE WAI/ TO RELEASE THE ELEPHANT

  I was going to take a nap before dinner and then study at night. I turned off the light and went to bed. A few minutes later, I heard my mum shouted my name from the kitchen, ' Sze Wai! Sze Wai!' I was so tired and did not response. Until I saw my mum rushed into my bedroom grabbing her right hand with her left hand, and said, 'I cut my thumb! I have to go to hospital immediately!' Seeing the bloods on her hand, I realised something serious happened. I jumped off the bed and grabbed a pair of trousers near me. I didn't have time to change my whole pajamas. I only changed my trousers and had no time to comb my hair. I must look very absurd at that time. That night was the first time I did not think of my examination during the study period of the HKCEE.

 

  Under the old education system, every Secondary 5 student in Hong Kong had to take a public examination, the Hong Kong Certificate of Education Examination (HKCEE) in order to get into Secondary 6. This was very important since there were only one-third of the students could continue their study. Different from the university entry examination in Korea, this examination lasted not only for a day but a month.

 

  Everybody was under huge stress. Students were not the only victims. Stress affected their families as well; in my family, HKCEE was the elephant in the room. We talked about everything except it; my dad still joked a lot as usual; everything seemed normal. However, the fact was we had just pretended to be normal. During that time, no matter how lazy the students were, their had nothing else to do except study as they had nowhere to go to and no one to play with. Even though sometimes we wanted to get some rest and hung out with our friends, we were not able to call them since we were afraid that we might interrupt their study.

 

  We rushed down the street and took a taxi. I sat in the backseat with my mother. I looked at her thumb closely. Her thumb had already turned purple in colour since she was grabbing it so hard. Blood was clotting on her hand. She looked so painful. I was frustrated, as I could do nothing to help her with that. I could think of nothing but her. I even forgot I had a mathematics examination next day.

 

  When we arrived, we went straight to the emergency room. We waited for a while and finally there was a nurse came to see how serious the injury was and gave my mum some basic treatment before she would be assigned to a doctor. At that moment, I suddenly felt very dizzy and could see nothing but darkness. My head was hurt and I could barely stand by myself. The nurse said coldly, ' Miss, if you are not able to see blood, just go somewhere else and wait' and my mum said so as well. I sat down on a chair and took some rest with my eyes closed. I knew that I was not afraid of blood; I collapsed from getting relief from highly intense stress.

 

  After we went back to home, my mum was very sorry for bringing me this trouble right before the day of an examination. She concerned that whether I could focus on studying after this. I kept saying that I was okay but I was actually not. I could not focus and I could not sleep. I felt not right for doing anything until one of my friends suddenly called me. I told him what happened today and I burst into tears. After I cried for a few minutes and chatted with my friend, I finally felt much better and went to sleep.

 

  Although I was a bit distracted during the examination as I kept thinking about my mother, I did all right. When I came back home, my mum was waiting for me in the living room. 'How was the examination going?' she asked. The elephant in my house was gone. 'No worries. It went well.' I smiled and replied. After this incident, I figured out that the best way to deal with stress is not to pretend it is not there but to face the real problem and try to release our true feelings and emotions. Talking to friends is a great thing to do. It is okay not to be okay.

 

Daeseong Ko/Second Draft/Dec.30

'Turning point'

 

Most of high school students will go to university someday. It seems common thing to everyone but to me, it is more than becoming university student.

Students in Jeju-do, my friends usually stayed their hometown because most of their parents were conservative so they didn't let their children leave their birthplace. However, I wanted to leave. I stayed there too long and it was so boring. I hated that such narrow place and my dream was becoming an interpreter. I thought it was nice job for being able to make a lot of money, travel around the world and become English expert. So I decided to go HUFS. However, it was really challenging. As I said, like the other parents, my parents didn't wanted to go another place except Jeju.

 I had to change their mind. I told them "I hope to experience a lot of things. I want to see the place I've never been to and study outside of this place." Of course they opposed at first. After I tried to persuade them many times, finally they let me to do that.

 Staying in dormitory was interesting. I had stayed with my family whole time before that so I should be more careful. I had to be nice not to have any trouble with my roommate. I should be quiet when he was studying or sleeping and make things that were used by both of us clear. So, I was able to become more considerate person.

When I attended to foreign professor's class, both nervous and excited feeling came to me. I was excited because it was the first time to take an English class from foreign teacher and I worried that I didn't have enough confidence and experience in speaking and writing in English. I felt like I couldn't speak well, wrote well and even got fine grade. After being present at class many times however, I realized that I should not afraid of making mistakes and I could improve myself by study. Soon I enjoyed my class.

 Sometimes, loneliness bothered me. I was far away from my family and I had to do many things by myself; buying medicine when I had a cold, cooking food and so on. Especially when I was sick and there was no one who could help me, it felt like I was alone in this world. But I knew that I must overcome that loneliness so I tried to get over it and finally I succeeded.

 And now, I think I become totally different person after entering University. I've learned many things like consideration, self-confidence, and so on since my university life was started. I think it is the time that my new life was started in new place. So, this is why I want to tell that becoming university student was 'turning point' of my life.

IEW / The moment when I found my way to go / Song In-yeong

        Every single young people who are about to graduate their college worries about the job path. Absolutely, I'm the one of them. One of the popular job worries is "What should I follow between my dream and my talent?". I want to present the moment of my life that helped me to figured out which way I should follow.

        I've been in Australia for nine months after I finish my military duty. When I'm back to Korea, It was winter and I was looking for a temporary job, because I wanted to do something exciting before the semester starts. What I found is a English translator job in a herbal medicine exposition. The recruiting company said that I would be living in a dorm room, and that restaurant is available in a cheap price as a worker, so I decided to apply for the position. For the first time in my life, I even got a book that is about writing good resume.
    
        One week after that, I got a phone call from I applied for. "Congratulations. You are hired. We will see in two days at the working place. I will text you the address of there." I was excited and packed my things up and headed to San-cheong, which is two hours away from my home by bus.

        The job wasn't that hard. My job was helping traditional doctors from various country as they diagnose visitors in their own ways. Their own accents and organs' name were problematic for me at first time, but I got used to all of them soon.

        As I mentioned, my job was nothing but lining up visitors who want to try doctors' diagnosis and translating for them. However, from time to time, doctors or any other participants needed to be away from the booth for their meal. Or didn't speak Korean even though most of visitors were local residents. And most of the participants had been there to introduce their medicines or promote their products. Many participants were having trouble for that.

      When I wasn't busy, I helped out other participants. I used to translate for an Australian seller who had been in trouble explaining his product to his potential customers. Also I lined people for a massage booth and explained how they're good for a health during the procedure.

      One important thing I realized was I am talented in service job. I could be smiling all day without any problem. That was the moment I realized that first in my life. I'd never worked as a cashier or waiter before, because my dream was being a chef. That was why I hadn't even tried to be in a service sector.

     At the last day of the expo, all of the participants had shown their appreciation by giving me presents, such as tea, traditional candy, CD, charm, etc. In the bus, I thought that service part is my position to be, not a kitchen. Actually, I had been fired from a few kitchens couple of times due to my bad performances. One of them said, "You are too slow to work as a cook."

       Still, I'd been looking for a cooking position since I didn't want to give up my dream. When I applied for the translator position, I was so tired of being kicked out. The choice I made at that moment changed state of my mind wholly.

     It is beautiful to try hard to make his dream come true. But for someone, it is too difficult to achieve it due to lack of talent. Life gets tougher and tougher to be successful in the field that you are dreaming of, when you are not gifted. If someone is like me, choosing easier way can be reasonable and make your life happier than the time you struggled for a difficult to way to walk.

IEW_Alexandra_The passion of my life_first draft

The Traditional Korean Dances. This is what I can call my lifelong hobby.

I joined the traditional Korean dance class almost right after I found out Korean cultural center in my hometown, because I though it might not be something boring like history class, or put it in other words I didn't seriously think about that decision at that time.

To clarify better, traditional Korean dance isn't an easy thing to do, because a dancer should not only move smoothly and make a right face expression, but also should move and breath in the rhythm of music, and Korean traditional music is something like the set of sounds that hard to follow and count, so a dancer should learn music before dancing.

So it was my third dance class, and I understood that I prefer history class rather then dance class because it wasn't that easy as it seemed, thus I decided to give up on it. However, the dance teacher, that actually was very strict, stopped me and said that before I came she has never met a student that could improve so fast as I did. And she added that the dance class is the best way to learn Korean history, so she offered me to rethink my decision.

Her second argument was really convincing, as a consequence I changed my mind again.

After that I didn't notice how seven years had passed and I've become a solo dancer of our dance group. Besides our lessons, we have been often invited by local administrations from different cities in Russia to perform on different events and festivals where we represented Korean culture.

Actually when Russian society started recognize Korean culture through our dance performances, naturally I've become obsessed with traditional Korean dance, insofar as I felt that I can bring a small contribution and benefit to our society. My teacher saw a big progress in terms of dance abilities in our group, and she said that it's time to go to our historical motherland to learn and practice there in order to be more professional.

July 2009, it was my first time I came to Korea, specifically Seoul and Jindo island, where our group have been practicing for 1 month. At that time I could fully feel and understand what traditional Korean dance means. Was it in consequence of learning dances from native speakers or not, I can't express by words how I was possessed and fascinated with dancing. After that, I came to Korea every year for one month to get new experience in the national center for Korean Namdo performing arts that is located in Jindo island.

At some point in my life I've thought that I don't want to make dance my profession to earn money. I'm sure that if it would be so, I wouldn't be that passionate about it anymore. Thus traditional Korean dance is like an area where I don't have to compete with someone or to be judged, it's my lifelong hobby that gives me a power and an opportunity to logout from routine life for a while.

As a consequence I came up with questions: Then, what should I do in my life in order to survive? And what major should I study in my future?   

Indeed, learning traditional Korean dances was that cultural bridge through which I became more familiar with my historical motherland, therefore I though about to try to start my bachelor degree in Korea. 

As soon as I've graduated from my high school, I moved to Seoul by myself to prepare for applying to universities. And currently I'm a student at Hankuk University of Foreign Studies, majoring in business administration and English interpretation and translation.

I've been living in Seoul for almost four years, but I still go every year to Jindo island to get a new dance experience. Every time I spend few weeks learning new dances I truly believe that I grow not only in terms of my dance abilities, but also in terms of personal improvements and self-confidence, it is kind of my meditation method to calm down and deeply discover my life goals, unplugging myself for some time from a routine life.

Traditional Korean dances brought me where I am now, and I am really grateful and proud of being a part of it. This is what I can call the passion of my life.  

SujeongSeo 201101640/Playing soccer in the rain/Dec 27

Playing soccer in the rain is beautiful extreme sport. Imagine softly falling rain, an open soccer field, the smell of wet grass and you feeling the raindrops. It sounds lovely. However, if you're in there as a soccer player, things change. It's kind of battlefield. The rain block your view, the field is messed up with mud and it's too cold to feel anything. But you have to win with the conditions! Ironically, this situation makes the game more fascinating and I'm a big fan of it. I'll tell you about my first experience of a warfare in the rain.

A women's university soccer match was held in Ga-Pyeong and the weather there was very cold and wet compared to Seoul. Our team members all wore thick padding wear in early November. In the heavy clothes, we were trembling with the cold and fear. I scared of other teams which members are majoring in Physics. While in my club, no one's major is related to Physics so I knew my team is relatively weaker than any other team. Actually, we usually lost in official matches. Even though I'm not that skilled mid-fielder in my team, I really wanted to be of help to team members. The reason why I strongly felt in this way is that I saw my friends crying during last spring match. About that time, it was hard to understand why they cried because I thought we had joined it just for fun. But few months later, we shared each other's thought and then we all began to long for win.

We were mentally strong but the weather seemed to interrupt us. It was raining cats and dogs and the field was terribly slippery. With the worst condition, the match of us vs. Duk-sung Women's University started. Firstly, the view before my eyes was beautiful. The players were all wet like they were taking shower and some players seemed they were doing ballet. And I liked the feeling of raindrops knocking my shoulders. But few minutes later I realized that I totally misunderstood the situation. I started slipping on the ground again and again and I couldn't feel anything of my fingers or toes because it was freezing. It was really hard to control the ball and pass it accurately.

I was so embarrassed but also got excited. And every players looked like crazy. They pushed and tackled very aggressively but the referee barely blew his whistle. And then I thought, "Maybe this field can suit for me!" Actually I'm an offensive player and good at physical fight, but every time I had to be careful about the whistle and cards. But that time, the captain of my team made a sign with her eyes then I exchanged glances with rest of members. I started aggressively defend the best strikers and wingers in the opposing team. My soccer socks slipped down, the shin guards came away from my legs and the shoelaces came untied. The strikers and wingers, who I was blocking, started to use four-letter words but I just gave them bright smile. Eventually, the game ended in a draw. We patted on each other's back and we were happy as a team because all of us tried our best. We were so exhausted and I and some friends lied down on the wet grass. In the cold rain, I felt some kind of hotness in my mind.

This is the happiest memory I've experienced in this year. After the match, I had to be in bed with a cold for two days. Playing soccer in the rain is dangerous but the risky side makes players crazy and lively. I'm looking forward to do it again in springtime. 

Daeseong Ko/Essay Assignment first draft/Dec.27.2015

Most of high school student in Korea go to university but entering the university was quite different experience to me. I should consider what I want to do in the future, whether I should stay my hometown or not and what university should I register.

When I was in middle school and high school, my dream was becoming an interpreter. I thought it is nice job for being able to make a lot of money, travel around the world and become English expert. So I decided to go HUFS when Korean's SAT was finished. However, it was really challenging. Since I was born in Jeju-do, I've never leaved and stayed in another place, except staying in Seoul about one month, for almost 20 years. My parents also worried about leaving hometown; my father wanted me to stay Jeju. I persuaded him so many times, and finally he let me enter HUFS. I really clearly remember when I leaved Jeju International Airport and the airplane takes me and my mother to Seoul. The airplane departs at 7:00a.m so it was too early to ride an airplane, few people were in there.

 When I arrived Gimpo National Airport, first I should go to dormitory and put my stuff there. It was really exciting because I never lived apart from my own family nor stayed in dormitory. When I entered assigned room, my roommate was there and he greeted me. He became my first friend here but actually, later I know that, after staying with him, he wasn't such a nice person. He played a game late at night so I couldn't sleep well, smoking inside of room and even stole my coat. The memory of my first living in dormitory was exciting but my first roommate was terrible.

 Attending to lecture which allows student to use only English was really made me feel both nervous and excited. Nervous feeling came first that I didn't have enough confidence in speaking and writing in English. I felt like I can't speak well, write well and even get fine grade. After being present at class many times however, I realize that I can improve myself with effort; studying hard. Soon I enjoyed my class and had fun with it.

 Most of all, loneliness was the hardest thing I should get over. No friends and families in Seoul, no places I know and terrible roommate. There is so many hard time I wanted to go back to Jeju; especially my 21th birthday. My emotion was the worst and even no one called me for birthday celebration. I really wanted to give up everything and go my hometown.

 Although many years have passed since I entered University, I still have difficulty leaving apart from my own family but many things are quite different from before getting into it. Through my stay in dormitory, I learned about a group life, including consideration and become selfless. Above all, I realized how much my family is important.

Jee-hyoun Kim/ Week1 essay first draft / IEW

When my family lived abroad, we received a call from Korea. We heard that grandmother went ill so she is now in the hospital. At first, we thought it's not serious. Since she used to tell us she's ill, she did medical checkup annually. Every time, it turned out that it's not fatal. She ended up with taking medicine. Her body was very fragile so she always took vitamin, ginseng, and herbal medicine. I once thought she was so lonely that she was lying to get attention from her sons. However, it was a bit different. All the relatives said she's very ill and they wanted my father to come and see grandmother. He went back to Korea, and spent a week with his mother.

After he came back, I could hear what's happening with her. She was hospitalized, doing various medical examination, to see the cause of her sickness. She looked skinner and pale. My dad looked so sad. It turned out that she is having a lung cancer. We couldn't even imagine it. She never ever have smoked in whole life. The one who smoked wasn't grandmother, but grandfather. He smoked a lot, even inside the house with all the windows closed. Whenever he smoked, she started to cough a lot. She was experiencing the final stage of lung cancer. And we were told to prepare ourselves to send her away.

About a week passed. Once again, telephone rang. It was my aunt. She wanted us to come to Korea as soon as possible. Grandmother was in coma. We just ran to the airport. After the long flight, the plane landed to Korea. And he received a call. On the way we are coming back to Korea, my grandmother passed away. Before we pass the immigration, he started to cry. It was the first time for me to see my father crying.

 

Hwisoo Jung/ Experience that I remember clearly

"Come on, Hwisoo! We should be in a rush! We are supposed to meet at 1PM!" Leo shouts hurriedly. My friend Leopold wore the white linen shirt with green pants. Grabbing sunglasses on his one hand, with a key on the other hand, he checks again if there's something missing before going out. "Okay, I'm following you right behind, I prepared all. Don't worry, Leo." I said relaxedly. Today, I wore a white shirt also, with short jeans and pink lip glosses.

We open the white door, got out of his house together. It's a sunny, clear, warm day today fortunately. The sun is so bright, the sky is azure, and the canal is crystal clear. Now we're waiting Leo's friends right beside the canal. I hear the sparrows chirp right above us in the tree. Not long after, I can see his four tall, slender and blonde friends that all wore sunglasses on a huge, brown wooden-plastic boat with a dramatic music turned on (my head is a jungle by wankelnut, which is very popular lately as it's used for the background music of the Ives Saint Laurant advertisement) at a high volume.

His friends helped me get in the boat kindly, and some of them that I've never met before introduce themselves to me. "Hello, I'm Levi. Nice to meet you, do you like staying here in Amsterdam?" Levi extends his hand for a handshake and smiles at me taking off sunglasses. "Hey, it's Willem. Is Leo treating you well? Oh yes, this is my uncle's boat. I learnt how to drive the boat from him and now I got the boat driving license. It's necessary to drive a boat on the canals in the Netherlands." A guy called Willem is driving the boat skillfully as if it's his daily life. He turns the wheel powerfully and we start touring the canals in Amsterdam.

As the boat crosses the canal, I can feel the cool, light breeze and fresh air right onto my face. The water is serene in the sunlight and there are various kinds of fresh green trees, shops, cafes, and restaurants lining at the streets that are situated in both left and right sides of the canal. Some people are taking a rest in the café or on the bench on the street and they stare at us on the boat unconsciously. After meeting their eyes I wave at them and they wave me back smiling. I'm totally elated and excited by this amazing experience, my heart is full of joy at this moment so I just keep smiling and waving others in the boat.

 This summer holidays' memory this year is so priceless and valuable to me that I still remember very clearly every single moment. Riding a private boat in Amsterdam when the weather is perfect with friends isn't something common I can experience in my life. Leo's friends were all very nice and hospitable to me. I feel like falling into the memories vividly writing this again. I long for this peaceful and fun time so badly. 

IEW-TSE SZE WAI: EXPERIENCE THAT I REMEMBER CLEARLY AND WAS IMPORTANT TO ME

  Stress seems an inseparable company of people in 21^st century. School, workplace and money, there are numerous things in the world can generate stress. A lot of tragedies cause by stress can be found in the newspaper every day. However, I do not think the problem is the stress itself. As long as we can find a way to deal with it, those stresses can never do harm to us. One incident, which happened a few years a ago, had taught me a lesson.

 

  Under the old education system, every Secondary 5 student in Hong Kong has to take a public examination in order to get into Secondary 6. This is very important since there are only one third of students can continue their study. Different from the university entry examination, this examination lasts not only for a day but a month. Everybody is under huge stress. Even though sometimes we may want to get some rest and hang out with our friends, we are not able to call them since we are afraid that we will interrupt their study.

   The day before my Mathematics test, I was going to take a nap before dinner and then study at night. I turned off the light and went to bed. A few minutes later, I heard my mum shouted my name from the kitchen, ' Sze Wai! Sze Wai!' I was so tired and did not response. Until I saw my mum rushed into my bedroom grabbing her right hand with her left hand, and said, 'I cut my thumb! I have to go to hospital immediately!' Suddenly, I realised something serious happened. I jumped off the bed and grabbed a pair of trousers near me. I didn't have time to change my whole pajamas. I only changed my trousers and had no time to comb my hair. I must be so absurd at that time.

  There was a small hospital near my neighbourhood. We ran to there but it was closed already. We were so desperate. I was very nervous and worried since bloods kept coming out from her thumb. It became worse after running. We then decided to take a taxi to a bigger hospital. I sat in the backseat with my mother. I looked at her thumb closely. Her thumb had already turned purple in colour since she was grabbing it so hard. Blood was clotting on her hand. She looked so painful. I was frustrated, as I could do nothing to help her with that.

  When we arrived, we went straight to the emergency room. We waited for a while and finally there was a nurse came to see how serious the injury was and gave my mum some basic treatment before she would be assigned to a doctor. At that moment, I suddenly felt very dizzy and could see nothing but darkness. My head was hurt and I could barely stand by myself. The nurse said coldly, ' Miss, if you are not able to see blood, just go somewhere else and wait' and my mum said so as well. I sat down on a chair and took some rest with my eyes closed. I knew that I was not afraid of blood; I collapsed from getting relief from highly intense stress.

  After we went back to home, my mum was very sorry for bringing me this trouble right before the day of an examination. She concerned that whether I could focus on studying after this. I kept saying that I was okay but I was actually not. I could not focus and I could not sleep. I felt not right for doing anything until one of my friends suddenly called me. I told him what happened today and I burst into tears. After I cried for a few minutes and chatted with my friend, I finally felt much better and went to sleep. 

  After this, I figured out that the best way to deal with stress is not pretending it is not there. The best way is to face the real problem and try to release our true feelings and emotions. Talking to friends is a great thing to do. It is okay to be not okay.