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Seoraksan Cable Car

By Rachel K. Fauth, ETA ’16-’17 what I know about the old lady is maybe three things: first that she is pious, second she is harsh, third that sometimes she wears white and only white, matching linen shirt and pants. that, and she once stopped to lift my wrist, flip it, graze its pale, translucent underside, […]

A Different Kind of Conversation

Mother and Child

By Lisa Chang, ETA ’16-’18 I punched in the key code to my door and pushed down the knob. Dragging my sweaty body, I clumsily slipped out of my shoes. The lights in the house were on, which meant that someone was back, but instead of the usual accented calling of my name, there was no […]

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Hangul

By Mara Guevarra, Yonsei University Graduate Student ’16-’17 한비 “If you don’t mind me asking, why are you studying Korean?” To be fair to my friend, I know the answer. I spent half a summer in Seoul when I was seventeen. Primarily taken care of by my host grandparents, I tried to communicate with them […]