"Why are you suddenly going to see the
ballet?"
It has been a while since I haven’t eaten
kimchie because I didn’t go to the Korean market. In this cold and snowy
winter, I want to eat Kimchi stew, seaweed and warm white rice with a pollack roe.
My husband just happened to go to Chinatown, so
I followed him to buy something to make Kimchi. Snow is fluttering. “Shall we go to a Japanese restaurant near East
Village?” "Let’s have Sashimi and warm sake.” Suddenly, the
phone rang.
A friend calls me to meet me saying she have a
ballet ticket at Lincoln Center. I can go to the Japanese restaurant next time,
but I thought to see the ballet today.
Time flies like a bird flying in the sky. From
any year, the time disappears like flashing light. As anyone says, time flies
at 60 miles in 60s and 70s, it takes 70 miles per hour.
I have a lot of things to do, but my head and
body do not follow as much as I want. When I wake up in the morning and work on
it, soon the sun falls, and the darkness shines like a curtain. The day
goes by in vain. I decided not to postpone today's work and opportunity.
It was not a fantastic ballet in a complicated,
cumbersome white dress imagined by my husband. The costume, background and
rhythm seemed to appreciate the contemporary minimal art of the museum.
During the break, I turned my head observed the
movements of people. There are many older people dressed up nicely. Thanks to their rich ancestry, they seemed
to be looking for and seeing often because they was proficient in art, which
seemed to be part of everyday life. I envy their cultural life.
The fact that I am living in the US as an
immigrant has not been able to experience the American culture naturally. It is
because I live with Korean husband and did not learn the American culture
properly. But it is ridiculous to change a thankful husband who has lived for
over 30 years with me. If my husband 's betrayal gives me an opportunity, I
will leave without hesitation.
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