Leave Korea

I reviewed about my memory and I remembered about one of my sad story. About 1 and half years ago, I came to Malaysia, which also means I left Korea at that time. The reason was because of my dad’s business. So I needed to leave my friends, families (relatives), and my school. It was really hard for me to leave my important people and my country. I was afraid the day we went to the Malaysia.

On the last day of school, the weather was terrible. It was raining also lightening. Also my feeling was dark. I needed to leave my class after 2nd period. I felt melancholy when the time came closer and closer. When the 2nd period started, I could feel I had a headache. So I asked my teacher I went to the nurse. When I went to the nurse, all the classmates were prepared for my good-bye party. They drew some pictures and comments on the blackboard, and prepared a video and letters from each classmate. When I came back to my class, one boy saw me and cried “Hey guys! She’s back!” Just then, all classmates gazed to me and stopped what they were doing. First time, I didn’t notice why they looked surprised, but I understood when I saw the blackboard. The blackboard was filled with scribbles. ‘Bye Jiwon!’, ‘See you later~’, ‘I’ll miss you~~ T-T’. And they drew some pictures. The teacher ordered sit down to everyone and she played a video. The video was several people recorded it for say goodbye to me. I felt thankful to my classmates and teacher. Next, she gave me roll of papers. I opened it, and finally I knew these papers were letters from my classmates and teacher. The teacher called one of my best friends and ordered her to read her letter to me. She wrote really well… After my good-bye party finished, teacher said how you feel. I… I couldn’t speak. I couldn’t express how to say goodbye to my classmates also teacher. I was babbling like an idiot. I tried not to cry. Thankfully, some boys made a joke like ‘Hey! Jiwon! Acting!! Cry Acting!!’ so I could pass this difficult moment.

The time was never waiting for me. It came. It’s time to leave this school, teachers, and friends… I needed to go home quickly and helping people to move our stuff. I told my teacher that I need to go, and at last, all the students and teacher said goodbye to me. I replied and slowly came out the classroom and went down the stairs. Just then my best friends ran towards me and said goodbye again. And then, we hugged. I’ll never forget this moment.
When I arrived home, almost all the stuff was packed. My younger brother walked towards me. He was crying. He looked sorrowful that he can’t meet his friends forever… (?) ‘Well… It is really sad thing…’ I thought. I soothed my brother. “It’s okay. You can connect with them when you want. And you can make new friends there!” But… also I miss my friends!!! I wish we could have a chance to visit Korea, I want to see my friends!!!