Sometimes I worry about my boy, 5un 5u.  He’s smart but not competitive.  He’s kind, shy, gentle.  How long can someone like that make it in this world, before that spirit is crushed, changed, or taken advantage of.  I wonder sometimes and worry. Amy and the kids were at the mall play area when she [...]

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I’m still studying for my medical boards recertification which is in three weeks.  I’m re-reviewing material I’ve mostly forgotten since the beginning of the year, like spent spells in a wizard’s repertoire.  [Warning!  Nerd alert!  Geek overload!]  Per 1st edition Dungeon & Dragon rules, one has to memorize that stuff over and over again.  It [...]

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“Four… five ….” “What are you doing over there?”  Sun Su asked from over his bed. “Sit ups,” I answered, “Seven….” “Why don’t you go to sleep like me?” “It’s not my bedtime and you asked me to stay in your room. You need to start going to sleep by yourself, young sir.” “Noooo.  Don’t go.” “Fine.  [...]

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[Title from the old SchoolHouseRock video, Figure Eight, a strangely pretty but melancholy song.] My boy turned eight this week.  Corean overcrowding began around 1 PM, which is around 1:45 PM in Corean Time. By the way, no children were emotionally scarred or yelled at on this day.  In case you were wondering. A few [...]

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A week ago.  The day started out nice.  Sun Su and Ooseung were playing with the other neighborhood kids while I sat in the driveway studying review books. “Tell me I’m fat,” Billy the Bully said to my six-year old girl. “What?” she looked at him funny. “Just tell me I’m fat, Ooseung.” “… You’re [...]

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