I grew up in a Korean and American household. At a very young age my father was stationed in Seoul, Korea and I was fully immersed in the Korean culture because my aunts, uncle, and grandparents were always around. Even my two great-grandmothers! I remember speaking Korean fluently. And then we moved back to the U.S. I was 5 and I didn't fit in. Half & Half. Glasses. Shy. Stutter. Broken English. I was teased every day for something. So, at the age of 5 I rejected all things Korean (except my mother). I did not want to speak it. I even tried to reject Korean food. Looking back, I was a fool. But in my young mind, it was the only thing I had control over.

And now that I'm older, I wish I had that second language and I intend to learn it again. I want to have good conversations with my mother in her native tongue. That would be so fun. :)