My entrance onto the Korean bus marked the beginning of an ultimate stare down.
The people staring: The elderly Korean country folk on the bus.
The target: Me. - Interesting, but a little awk
"Why is everyone staring at me" I thought. Cautiously I felt my face to make sure nothing was on it but there was nothing that could possibly attract attention . -make sure to put commas after prepositions
Next, I looked around to find there was nobody else standing except for me. "It can't possibly...ohhh." The realization hit me like a tsunami wave: who knew my physical appearance would attract this much attention?
There is nothing abnormal about my features- brown hair, hazel eyes, yellowish skin, short height, slightly small eyes. In most places I can usually blend in fine; however, South Korea is not one of those places - especially in the rural country areas. When I realized why everyone was peering I felt lava-like redness rise to my face and dashed towards the nearest seat.
The reason I attract these curious stares is because I am different from most Koreans- I'm only half - need better word, which I forgot XD . My mom is South Korean while my dad is a Caucasian military unnecessary man making me look exactly what I am - mixed - again, better word choice.
Before moving to Korea I never felt different because of the diversity in the U.S. Initially excited about my move to Korea (my dad received orders from the U.S. Army) I was ready to embrace my Korean side, but as I kept being subjected as "the white girl" I just wanted to fit in. I know you want to explain your situation with details, but some of them make your essay awk.
Whenever people would assume I couldn't speak Korean and ask me questions such as "What's your name" in English, I wanted to hide. My shy and diffident personality at the time did not help either. Often times I just wished I was full Korean so I wouldn't have to be stared at or have Koreans kids to talk to me in English. My confidence slumped and for the 4 years I lived in Korea I never fully adjusted and disliked my difference.
After living in Korea I moved to a small military town in Southern Arizona which had a very diverse community. Here I thought I would fit in but on the first day of school kids assumed right away I was Asian. I couldn't believe it - there had to be a place where I could fit in.
However, there is a 'happily ever after' in my life story. Instead of trying to find a place I could fit into I tried fitting in myself. I decided that being biracial - that's the word i was looking for! - fragmentation
was something that set me apart from others, something that made me special, something I should embrace. Instead of trying to avoid the situation, I was put in where I was subjected as one race or the other I proudly just stated "I'm Asian- and Caucasian." By changing myself I settled into my new life easily. By fitting in and changing myself I realized I could fit in anywhere.
I am now proud that I am both half Korean half white - limit words. I am proud I can speak both English and Korean. I am now always willing to teach classmates Korean phrases. I'm proud of myself. I can now hold my head high and not down in embarrassment. I now know that because I can't change the genetic makeup I have to change my psychological makeup. I am now willing to put my now bubbly self and my differences out into the world and adapt to the situations I am put in. I have embraced my two races, both my cultures, both languages, and both my worlds.
Now I am ready to face the elders on the Korean bus with a smile instead of with awkwardness - delete
. I can now confidently walk the streets even with people staring - I'm ready to face what I feared to before. I'm ready for something new.
Phew second essay I helped today... PLEASE EDIT MY ESSAY TOO... I want to submit it by the end of the day today... good luck and PLEASE HELP!!!
