September 10, 2004
When I was ten, my dad found a stable job in Gwangju so our family decided to move there. Ailee and I attended fifth grade to a new elementary school.
"Please introduce yourselves," the teacher motioned us.
"Hello everyone, my name is Ailee," my sister introduced with a big smile on her face.
I noticed how the kids stared at her interestingly as if they were excited to have her as their new friend.
"Umm... hello to all of you. My name is Boksung," I introduced, trying to maintain an audible voice enough for everyone to hear.
When the kids turned to look at me, I noticed how their expressions changed into an apathetic one. The glitters in their eyes when they looked at Ailee disappeared as they looked at me boringly.
I tried so bad not to let it affect me.
Mom, I've been wondering for awhile.
Why did you give me a boring name of Boksung when you gave my sister a pretty one?