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Originally posted by jusunlee
uh huh.
was born in korea. lived there for 2 years.
then moved to the phillipines where i lived for 6 years.
then new york for 2 years.
and then taiwan for 4 years.
and back to new york. this is my third year here.
korea is just like new york. temperate zone. 4 seasons.
phillipines is in the tropical zone. its hot and humid. rainy seasons are the winter. and rains almost everyday.
new york is new york.
taiwan is more north than phillipines. still hot. but drier. and winter gets icy cold. but no snow. just cold rain.
and new york is new york.
...and im moving this to experience forum 
when i was in phillipines, my dad used to work with the aborigines living up in a remote mountain. and it was a cool experience. seeing people live a backward life.. something equivalent to the stone age. no clothes. very little tools. and even the most harmless diseases of today would mean death to them. like malaria. anyways, since my mom was a nurse, she helped the sick people while my dad converted those people into Christianity. well.. then, mt. pinatubo erupted.. which was the mountain where these people lived. and um.. mt pinatubo was one of the most devastating volcano eruption in this century. well. that day. around noon, it became pitch black. blacker than black outside, since the ashes covered the sky.. even when our family was living some distance away from the volcano. it began to rain ash and part of my houses roof fell in, prompting us to evacuate to manila, the capital. earthquakes measuring 7 where common and the roads were unwelcoming.. but at around 5pm, pitch black in the day, we decided to go for it.. and since we had a 4x drive jeep, it was all cool. saved a us army personell during the way, ashing being literally dumped from the sky, along with rocks.. i was 10 back then. so to me it was all a fun experience. but i can see how apprehensive my parents got..
but before the volcano erupted, we kinda knew that it was going to blow some day and my parents convinced most of the aborigines to move down to a nearby village, where they would be safe temporarily. well, some of the richer people decided agaisnt the idea, living in the mountains for generations past. these people were the ones with a pig or two, and it you were really rich, a nice cattle for milk. reassured my parents they woudl be fine.. saying they would move to a nearby cave if evacuation was needed.
..well, after several months, things settled down a bit. whole villages got wiped out from all the mud that came down after the eruptions.. going as a high as to the top of a catholic cathederal. babies were dying from inhaling the ash.. then my dad went back up to the mountain to check up on the people who refused to evacuate and lo, they were all smothered in the cave. not smothered with flesh intact. but burnt crisp to the ash. all captured in pictures. that was my experience in philipines.
then i moved to america, where i lived a pretty normal life. yes. america is one hella boring country.
moving to taiwan.. accidently ate some frog legs the day i arrived.. tasted like chicken though, and was good until i figured out that it was frog legs. i went to a small missionary school of around 250 kids, from k-9th grade. small and friendly, it became almost like a second home to me. we had around 25 kids in one grade, everyone in school new everyone else.. even to the little kindergardeners. life was good. maybe too good. had school sleepovers with classmates, where we held a starcraft tourny, played sardines, and water fight. truely an experience taht im sure americans wouldnt know about. girls were pretty. especially since they were all asian, mostly being chinese. had school competition with other foreign schools in taiwan, and going 'across the country' (not literally), competiting with these schools in sports. being on the best volleyball team winning 8 straight years. had field days every year... a school activity where the students in our school competed with each other in track, belonging to a team. buses. taxis. busy city. busy people. it was a fun life.
then i came back to america. living here even still. wasting away in life.. and learing the american ways. life was fun in retrospect.
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04-23-2002 08:11 AM
