There is this amazing woman who lives at the apartment complex next to ours. She has four children and she wanted more, but her husband said no. She smiles at me every time she sees me because we both have large families compared to everyone else on the planet. She barely speaks English, has a heart of gold, and we get along really well. In short, I love her.
Well, she heard about Aidan's ridiculous accident in the library where another boy pushed him and he fell into a bookshelf, leaving him with a permanent scar under his left eye. We ran into her and two of her children at Lotteria on a Saturday two weeks ago. She came over to us as soon as she saw us, said hello, pulled out a band-aid, and proceeded to put in on Aidan's scar. With motions, gestures, and very little English, she told me to leave it on Aidan for two weeks. There was medicine in the band-aid that minimises the scarring if it was left on. I was thrilled.
She went back to the counter and proceeded to order. Aidan was thrilled but my youngest, Jordan, was not. He cried! He wanted a band-aid too! I was tired already.
Low and behold, the amazing woman swept in again. She magically appeared beside our table with ice cream in hand for Jordan. "You don't need a band-aid when you can have ice-cream!" she declared in Korean. Jordan, of course, took the ice cream and stopped crying. I was thrilled with her again.
We ran into her again two days later. She was trying to sell strawberries on the street with a few other ladies. A box for 5 000 won (about 5 dollars)! Jordan said, "I don't like strawberries!" and ran off to play at the playground. She replied as he was running away, "But I bought you ice cream!" With a great big smile on her face, she smiled and just laughed it off.
I bought the box of strawberries a little later. It just seemed like the right thing to do!
Well, she heard about Aidan's ridiculous accident in the library where another boy pushed him and he fell into a bookshelf, leaving him with a permanent scar under his left eye. We ran into her and two of her children at Lotteria on a Saturday two weeks ago. She came over to us as soon as she saw us, said hello, pulled out a band-aid, and proceeded to put in on Aidan's scar. With motions, gestures, and very little English, she told me to leave it on Aidan for two weeks. There was medicine in the band-aid that minimises the scarring if it was left on. I was thrilled.
She went back to the counter and proceeded to order. Aidan was thrilled but my youngest, Jordan, was not. He cried! He wanted a band-aid too! I was tired already.
Low and behold, the amazing woman swept in again. She magically appeared beside our table with ice cream in hand for Jordan. "You don't need a band-aid when you can have ice-cream!" she declared in Korean. Jordan, of course, took the ice cream and stopped crying. I was thrilled with her again.
We ran into her again two days later. She was trying to sell strawberries on the street with a few other ladies. A box for 5 000 won (about 5 dollars)! Jordan said, "I don't like strawberries!" and ran off to play at the playground. She replied as he was running away, "But I bought you ice cream!" With a great big smile on her face, she smiled and just laughed it off.
I bought the box of strawberries a little later. It just seemed like the right thing to do!
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