#Midterm essay
Q. Where do you belong?
A: I belong with my friends. This is an interesting question. As a KMLAian, it's rather difficult to define who I am and where I belong. Far away from home where I "belong" for 16 years, we are all isolated in this weird place, sort of an alien planet. For me, when I close my eyes, I see myself sitting in my chair, playing video games with the lights off. Just then, my best friends burst the door wide open and drag me out into the sunshine. Even while I'm complaining about them ruining my game, I am quite thankful that these guys took me out even if they had to drag me. I'm not usually the one to go adventure a place I belong. But in this case, my friends are the ones who found me.
Q. Sympatico- describe an experience of it
A: The closest thing I experienced to a sympatico, is none other than my time at the orchestra. Maybe it's sort of cliche, but it's the best one I've got. I played the clarinet since I was 10, and have been in an orchestra ever since. However, before KMLA, I haven't really felt something like a sympatico. Before, the band was all taken care of by teachers and we had nothing to do but follow. I mean, it was fun, but there was not much difference than practicing by myself. It was "fun", but that was it. And then came the high school orchestra. At first it was quite disappointing. It was small, less instruments than I've ever seen, and obviously the quality of the music wasn't as satisfying. That was inevitable because, this was a student-oriented group and we had to take care of ourselves. And that experience, trying to get our butts off the ground with no one's help, was absolutely amazing. Everyone, from the conductor to a lowly freshman like me, was focused on one goal and one goal only. To play some music, And not just making sounds, we were all immersed in every tiny detail, trying to achieve the perfect harmony as best as our ears can hear. In trying to grasp the harmony in music, we achieved harmony in something much meaningful.
Q. "Treat others as you would have them treat you." How do you want to be treated?
A: This is a very difficult question. This is a phrase that's been passed down for centuries both in the east and the west. I would like to be treated as equals with everyone else. To elaborate, I wish others would treat me as a friend. In the Korean society, where confucianism has been around for a heck of a long time, it's extremely difficult for people of different ages to earn the same social relationship. I mean, they can be close and all, but not exactly in equals. I don't approve. In my human relationship at least, I want everyone to have the same respect. I normally treat others the same friendly way no matter if it's a senior, or a junior. I try to stay that way with teachers to some extent as well. (I said TRY) And in exchange, I wish to be treated with the same amount of friendliness but with mutual respect.
Q. Experiences of finding overlooked keys.
A: In this case, I'll talk about my brother. He's five years older than me and in college. When I was about 9 years old, my brother got into junior high. Until then, the guy was really smart, okay? He aced his tests, won Olympiads and everything - my parents thought he was destined to be the classic scholar type. Of course I thought so as well. But as puberty passed by, he started to, shall we say become "not as bright as before." He skipped hakwon, fought with my parents, hang out with the backstreet kids and what not. Everyone tried to believe that this was just a phase and he'd be back to the scholar he was. One day, I went through his notebook. Inside there was page after page just filled with drawings. They were all drawn with pencils and the occasional color that showed up were the ones on the 3-color ball-point pen. It was absolutely awesome. I mean, I was way young, and that's probably why I thought like that, but it was just so cool. I knew he had talent in that area, but never did I expect such a passion inside him. And what can I say, in the middle of high school he persuaded my parents for 3 months, to go to designing school and succeeded. He still does fashion design. Maybe it's not an experience that shown me a new aspect of my brother.
Q. Write ANYTHING (Spoiler alert. It's really anything.)
A: OK. Anything. I said my brother's talented in arts, but I like it as well. Not as professional as him, what I like to do is just take a picture of something and sketch it. It could be my friends, my room, just some scene in a movie or whatever. But there's just one unsatisfactory factor. I can only draw in mono-tone. Every time I start putting in color, I mess them up.
A: I belong with my friends. This is an interesting question. As a KMLAian, it's rather difficult to define who I am and where I belong. Far away from home where I "belong" for 16 years, we are all isolated in this weird place, sort of an alien planet. For me, when I close my eyes, I see myself sitting in my chair, playing video games with the lights off. Just then, my best friends burst the door wide open and drag me out into the sunshine. Even while I'm complaining about them ruining my game, I am quite thankful that these guys took me out even if they had to drag me. I'm not usually the one to go adventure a place I belong. But in this case, my friends are the ones who found me.
Q. Sympatico- describe an experience of it
A: The closest thing I experienced to a sympatico, is none other than my time at the orchestra. Maybe it's sort of cliche, but it's the best one I've got. I played the clarinet since I was 10, and have been in an orchestra ever since. However, before KMLA, I haven't really felt something like a sympatico. Before, the band was all taken care of by teachers and we had nothing to do but follow. I mean, it was fun, but there was not much difference than practicing by myself. It was "fun", but that was it. And then came the high school orchestra. At first it was quite disappointing. It was small, less instruments than I've ever seen, and obviously the quality of the music wasn't as satisfying. That was inevitable because, this was a student-oriented group and we had to take care of ourselves. And that experience, trying to get our butts off the ground with no one's help, was absolutely amazing. Everyone, from the conductor to a lowly freshman like me, was focused on one goal and one goal only. To play some music, And not just making sounds, we were all immersed in every tiny detail, trying to achieve the perfect harmony as best as our ears can hear. In trying to grasp the harmony in music, we achieved harmony in something much meaningful.
Q. "Treat others as you would have them treat you." How do you want to be treated?
A: This is a very difficult question. This is a phrase that's been passed down for centuries both in the east and the west. I would like to be treated as equals with everyone else. To elaborate, I wish others would treat me as a friend. In the Korean society, where confucianism has been around for a heck of a long time, it's extremely difficult for people of different ages to earn the same social relationship. I mean, they can be close and all, but not exactly in equals. I don't approve. In my human relationship at least, I want everyone to have the same respect. I normally treat others the same friendly way no matter if it's a senior, or a junior. I try to stay that way with teachers to some extent as well. (I said TRY) And in exchange, I wish to be treated with the same amount of friendliness but with mutual respect.
Q. Experiences of finding overlooked keys.
A: In this case, I'll talk about my brother. He's five years older than me and in college. When I was about 9 years old, my brother got into junior high. Until then, the guy was really smart, okay? He aced his tests, won Olympiads and everything - my parents thought he was destined to be the classic scholar type. Of course I thought so as well. But as puberty passed by, he started to, shall we say become "not as bright as before." He skipped hakwon, fought with my parents, hang out with the backstreet kids and what not. Everyone tried to believe that this was just a phase and he'd be back to the scholar he was. One day, I went through his notebook. Inside there was page after page just filled with drawings. They were all drawn with pencils and the occasional color that showed up were the ones on the 3-color ball-point pen. It was absolutely awesome. I mean, I was way young, and that's probably why I thought like that, but it was just so cool. I knew he had talent in that area, but never did I expect such a passion inside him. And what can I say, in the middle of high school he persuaded my parents for 3 months, to go to designing school and succeeded. He still does fashion design. Maybe it's not an experience that shown me a new aspect of my brother.
Q. Write ANYTHING (Spoiler alert. It's really anything.)
A: OK. Anything. I said my brother's talented in arts, but I like it as well. Not as professional as him, what I like to do is just take a picture of something and sketch it. It could be my friends, my room, just some scene in a movie or whatever. But there's just one unsatisfactory factor. I can only draw in mono-tone. Every time I start putting in color, I mess them up.
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