Fight against monsters and protect the peace of the village! If you kill the monsters, you get Hunting Points and EXP, so it's killing 2 birds with 1 stone!
The year was 1999. My dad, sister and I had just bought a tub of ice cream and were driving to our new home, just 5 minutes' walk from my new school. The house wasn't majestic, yet it was enough for me to feel content with. My mom was still cleaning the new house, which was left uncleaned by the irresponsible owners. The house was bare with the exception of the kitchen, where there was just one fridge for us to store the ice cream.
In a few days, I would be attending my new school, a totally different environment from where I was once familiar with. I wouldn't be hanging around with my caucasian ( or Ang Moh, as they are called in Singapore, literally meaning 'red hairs' )or Korean friends anymore. I would be with a bunch of Chinese, Malay and Indian peers, people I have never interacted with before. Maybe this was what they called 'being nervous'. Or was this fear? Fear of not being accepted?
. . .
The day arrived, and I woke up at 6am. A nightmare for me, considering that in my previous school, I had always woken up at 8am. Being dragged out of my bed, I went to wash up and changed into my uniform. Slowly, I dragged my feet out of the door, across the road and towards the school.
I was greeted with a scene of happy 8 year olds. All being familiar with each other, for they have known each other for almost 8 months, I felt like I was the only one out there.
Immediately, I was lost. They were all gathering in the hall, standing obediently in straight rows, as though some monster was going to get on stage and eat anyone who dares to speak or move. I just followed suit and shut up.
Then there was a command. "The National Anthem."
Huh?
What?
In an instant, thousands of voices united as they sang a bunch of words I could not comprehend.
Having no idea what to do, I just stood there, waiting for the ceremony to end. After almost 2 minutes, the song stopped, and I was finally anticipating the person on stage, which I assumed to be the principal to make a speech.
Except there was something else. The Pledge.
Okay...
. . .
There was no speech, instead there were some announcements read by a 'prefect', following which we were dismissed. My class teacher guided me to my classroom, where I waited outside as my teacher announced a new student. Heart thumping, I stepped inside as my teacher called for me.
I looked around the class, and I saw faces.
Smiling, happy faces.
I was overwhelmed with relief, and was assigned next to a girl, whom instantly chatted with me.
Since they didn't warrant a thread of their own...
KT goes for a 'refreshment' camp
From 9th Sept to 11th Sept, they'll be going to Kangwondo's Taebaek O2 Resort, both SC and SF players. They'll be undergoing several workshops that will emphasize on communication.
KT's Coach Lee says it's to give players some fresh air and a better mind to prepare for the 09-10 season.
A total of 15 players will be going to Cambodia for community service.
They will be using money attained from sales in their previous 'To-to Day' event, as well as money obtained from their fans' attendance fee from that same day to install doors and build wells.
ZerO, who recently returned from the States said that "they will all do their best to not let this trip go to waste".
Just a condensed life story of mine in parts that I would write once in a while.
Part 1 - The Move
Working in a Chaebol company (Hyundae) has its pros and cons. A decent paycheck but having to go overseas every other day. One day, the employee gets sent to South-East Asia (for purposes up til now still unknown), for which his children and wife follow soon.
Now, migrating to a country with a totally different climate (summer 365 days a year) and national language (mainly English and Chinese, officially Malay) at an age of 5 may come off rather bad. The first few months in Singapore can be described as "being lost and alone in the Sahara Desert", albeit less hot than the actual Sahara Desert.
I remember living in a condominium ever since my new life began here due to some laws (foreigners can't really rent the local apartments here, which are cheap as fuck compared to the condominiums) and that took quite some toll on our finances. After paying for the rent and school fees (I attended an intentional school because we did not know the existence of a 'local government school' for which we had to pay only 1/100th of the fees we had to pay for international ones), there would hardly be any money left, hence there would be some days where we had to skip meals and save money.
Then my dad started his own business, took some loans and make the business grow. On the finance part, everything was working out well. But for me, nothing was. Migrating at an age when I should be starting to speak more of his own mother tongue, I could speak neither my own mother tongue nor English. Mandarin was out of the question. I was all alone. Desperate, my mother put me up for Chinese tutoring, hoping I would speak at least one language fluently.
Meanwhile, I would just attend school and try to pick up as much words as I could possibly do, return home and read more English books in hope of being able to understand the language, all while speaking Korean at home so as not to forget my roots. It was a linguistic nightmare. Playing was almost out of the question, so very often I would just stay at home (sorta like the modern term 'hikikomori' except I was in education), mainly due to the fact that I couldn't (and to some extent, didn't want to) communicate and interact with others.
For almost 2 years, I spent my life at the international school, until the day my father set up his own company and we moved house and I was finally sent to a local school.
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