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to my mother - g.o.d.
since i was young, our house was in poverty
there wasn't one time where i could show something off to others
my mother was never home because she had to work at the construction site
i was always at home alone cooking la myun
but then i became sick of la myun
i complained that i wanted to eat something good
so my mom reluctantly took out
the hidden emergency money and ordered
one jja jang myun, i was so happy
but my mom didn't eat any
my mother said that she didn't like jja jang myun
my mother said that she didnt' like jja jang myun
that's how i lived, thats how i regreted, and also shed tears
that's how i lived, it hurt so much, and i cried again
in middle school, first year, when when someone forgot their lunch
we all gathered our lunch boxes and opened them together
the little rich kid spit angry words at me
and said, what is that "banchan" for a luncH?
i was embarassed, and started to get angry
then he said if i started crying he wouldn't be surprised
my flying fist towards his face couldn't be patient
my mother at the construction site had to come to school again
they called her,no they dragged her over here
she told them that this would never happen and hung her head low
that kid made my mother lower her head
my mother lowered her head
that's how i lived, thats how i regreted, and also shed tears
that's how i lived, it hurt so much, and i cried again
without a father, we finally finished
finally we owned a little restaurant
it wasn't very big but we were happy
my mothers face (that was filled with wrinkles) gathered tears in her eyes
my mother wrote my name in the front
we decided that was the name and examined it
even though it got later into the night, we both didnt know the meaning of leaving
people kept coming in and congratulating us
only when it became midnight were we tired and went back home
one day my mom went into a deep sleep
and she never woke up again...
i loved you my dear, even though i never said it once
i love you, now rest peacefully, forever in the world without me anymore
that's how i lived, thats how i regreted, and also shed tears
that's how i lived, it hurt so much, and i cried again
**hope that helped....**
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08-20-2002 09:52 PM
