Non-fiction

By Kim Gyu Min (Busan) When I think of the word ‘summer,’ I picture a cool atmosphere with the sun blazing over me; but with an occasional wind blowing and the blue sea stretched out in front of me. When I think of the word ‘winter,’ I picture a darker…

by Ju Che-na (Iksan)

In my memory is the baek-suk made by my mother. The reason is that I crave the taste of the dish I had on one particular day.

by Kim Dabin, Kim Gyeonghee, and Yeo Hyeonseo (Cheonan)

Students answered the question: What stereotypes have you seen or experienced that you want to change?

by Kim Ga-hyun (Iksan)

I want to talk about all of my mom’s food as the food on my mind. My mom’s food is very special. Usually, many people don’t put corn or mushrooms on tteok-bokki, but she does.

by Jaewan Jo (Busan)

We all know that at one point during our childhood, we have dreamt of being adults. At least once. Dreamt of being free. Free of homework. Free of parents. Free of any outside authority. We have all had it. And I’m sure that children from the medieval ages has had them too. But let’s bring up the statistics and compare the two eras. When were young adults more independent? When was the better time for the children to make their fantasy a reality? I would probably say the ones from the medieval times have better odds.

by Seo-hee Yang
Jeju Jungang Girls High School, Jeju-si
Submitted by Zach Winters, ETA 2017-2018

Although it was Spring in April 1948, on Jeju it was never warm. Regardless of age and sex, there was a pitiless massacre. Also, there was a disastrous situation where almost everything in the town was burnt. It was so painfully hot for a warm spring.