Later that day...

Story #2
I drove back home from my aunt and uncles house. I got back with enough time to take a walk before the sun would set. It was a beautiful evening and I was walking along, making rounds in my neighborhood. During my third loop I notice an Asian woman and her daughter walking out of their door and heading my way. I smile and say hi, and the woman stops me.

"Where are your origins?" she asks animatedly.

"Korea" I reply.

She grins with excitement and says "Oooh, that's what I thought but wasn't sure, you have the korean look about you!"

"An young ha se yo" she says, and I answer with the same greeting. She then starts off with more korean, but my Korean stops at hello.

I say, "Oh no! I don't speak much, only a few phrases, and kam sam me da."

"Very good!" she exclaims and laughs. She goes on to introduce herself, her daughter, and talks a little about where they moved from.

Then she asks me this, "What do you think will happen with the world?" "Fire?"

From this point on I am unsure as to what she is trying to get at, because of the accent and broken sentences. It ends up that she is a Korean Jehovah's Witness and was trying to recruit me to go to their Korean church. She handed me a small pamplet about the end of the world and we parted. I'll give it to her, that she is going out there, living what she believes in. However no, I am not interested in becoming a Jehovah's witness. Korean or otherwise.

I should write a book about my encounters with people because of the fact that I'm Korean. It would be a best seller, seriously. Everyone loves an Asian girl.