From the BK to the SK
 
So this past weekend was probably one of my favorite weekends here in Daegu.
On Saturday, like always, my friends and I went to the orphanage to hang out with some of the kids. At first, it was just my friends Gemma, Ashley and I, and the three of us started playing some kickball with everyone. I don't think I've ever laughed so hard in my life as I did during that kickball game. The weather was beautiful, and we played for about an hour or so, and unfortunately my team lost. I don't get why my teams always lose! I think because I end up with the youngest kids on my team, and slowly throughout the game the number of people of my time decreases and the little girls just kind of stand around and watch the game, deciding for themselves when they want to participate. 
My friend Jake came and met us, and he makes everyone laugh. He talks to the kids like they speak fluent English, asking them questions and joking around with them when they have no clue what he is saying or laughing about, but they all have fun nonetheless.
We ate some lunch with them, and usually that's when we leave and head home, but the day was so nice we decided to stay. Ashley played some ping pong game with the birdie - i forget the name - while Gemma and I played jump rope and Jake played some basketball.
We jumped rope with one of my favorite little girls in the orphanage, and she was having the time of her life. She was actually pretty good, and so we got a little competition going to see who could get the most jumps. This little 7-year-old girl won with 21, and one of the boys came in a close second with 19 jumps. Another one of the little girls whom I love wanted to try, but she wasn't very good. At one point, she jumped over the rope but instead of landing on her feet for another jump she somehow curled up into a ball and just landed in a ball and rolled away from us. I dropped to the floor laughing. I couldn't control myself, nor could my friend Gemma.
But we did have one of the best afternoons I've had in a while. We stayed for like 2 and a half hours almost, and we relished every minute of the sunlight and the contagious energy of these kids.
The effects it has on you are strange - you don't know whether to smile, laugh, cry or what. The two oldest boys we always play with were two of the kids I met the first day who were put into my group and that are by far my two favorite kids. I just love them, and one of them will be a student in my school this semester! (I am so excited!)
But they're all just like a family, and you can see how much the older kids watch out for the younger kids and how well they treat them and how loving they are toward them, and you just see how they're a family. They're all in this together. They're there for one another, and it fills your heart with so many different emotions you're on just this crazy high and feel like you might burst at any minute.
I really love visiting the kids every Saturday, and I am happy that I was able to get so many of my friends involved. There are some Saturday mornings when I wake up and feel like I'm lagging, but it's one of the greatest feelings once you're there and hanging out and laughing and having fun doing things you haven't made time to do in the past few years. The last time I played kickball may have been when I was in the fifth grade and hung out like a vagabond on 78th street.
It's just been a really brilliant experience that comes in the simplest form: laughing and having fun with my friends and these kids.
 


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Dad
03/01/2011 04:33

Good to see you back up and writing about your experiences. Maybe you have really found your calling these past few months. Time will tell. Love Ya

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