The mute foreigner

I later learned that my father had an addiction problem. He was a drunk, an addict, and a gambler (a musician, some might say). Because he was in debt to Korean gangs/mobs, my father maxed out all of the credit cards, sold the apartment under our noses, bought a plane ticket, and fled to Australia. … Continue reading The mute foreigner


The birthday party

In the summer between 3rd and 4th grade, my mother and a girl's mother thought it was a fantastic idea to save money by having 1 party for the 2 of us. Of the 3 민주s (MinJoo) in my class, the annoying 손민주 aka 손만두 (mandoo) had to share the same birthday as me. Kids … Continue reading The birthday party