I AM KOREAN AMERICAN

Own Words

Someone once asked me in an interview “Did you make up the name Janice?” I said to him in my head, “You think I’m a FOB.” It’s strange because all my life, I’ve been trying to make up a Korean name for myself.

so here is my name in many words

I am an art teacher but I’m an aspiring artist.
I teach high school kids from guayana, uganda, haiti, china, india, afghanistan, egypt, korea, turkey, czech republic, and other countries that I haven’t even heard of. they all are 1st and 2nd generation kids.
I love sketching at cafes for new ideas.
I have learned to love traveling and now I crave it. I am amazed to see new things and I capture them through photos.
I have learned to take risks instead of sticking to what is safe. I moved to NYC from LA 4 years ago to try something new.
I am amazed to see how after 26 years of bad miscommunication with my parents, I am finally able to understand them, not just in words but their heart.
I try my best to speak to the nice korean man who owns 7-eleven with my broken korean.
I always get so mad at the guys at fed-ex kinkos but then i have this urge to get them coffee and pastries to make up for my anger.

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