How Korean Am I?

Because I'm taking it easy today, just hanging around the house and trying to feel better, I decided to add this additional blog.

I've always joked with my mom that I must not really be Korean because I don't like fish...my house mom agrees with my mom.  LOL  Although, Angela did also add that because I am from Wonju and that is not near the coast, perhaps my birth family never got and/or liked fish, so maybe that's why I don't like fish. 

Yesterday, when I was out for a walk with Suhyuhn, she said to me, "You look like a Korean." To which I replied, "I am a Korean."  "But you don't speak Korean," she said.  It's a common reaction of mine to think that when I see Americans strolling down the sidewalk, of course they should also be able to see me, because I too am American.  Ahhh, but then I realize that I blend in with everyone else around me.  Conversely, when we go into a shop and start talking English to the Korean shopkeepers, they are always surprised that we don't speak Korean...more than hello, thank you, and how much is that.

So, how Korean am I?  I am proud to say that I am a Korean American, with the rich heritage and culture of each country.  It's just taken me a little longer to find out about my Korean heritage, and I am thoroughly enjoying it.  It's so interesting to learn about how Korean people think, what they are taught, the traditions.  I'm getting to see their art, architecture, both sides of the tracks (so to speak), hear their music, learn about their values, their fads and fashion.  Angela and Mathias are a wonderful fountain of information, and I will always be grateful for the care and hospitality they have shown me.  I would wholeheartedly recommend a trip of this sort to any adoptee wanting to learn more about the country of their birth.