Hello, there! I’m Christopher, which you should have known if you saw my cute little green logo. So, let me not distract you from the following post. I hope you like it! I’d love to hear your thoughts after you’re done reading it! Enjoy!
Wow, I'm back in America! . . . and I don't know how to start this post!
Let me give it a go. My plan is to try to tell the story and give my personal feelings about moving. A special thanks to Explorer4Lyfe (it's amazing how much you do!), Sarah Grace (sorry, I haven't listened to much audio drama lately), and Sarah Jane (still a detective?).
Let me brief you quickly on our story on how we got to America.
In the spring, my parents felt like God was calling us to America. But where? We didn't know.
People compared us to Abraham, that he just went. And that's what we did.
When we got on the plane, we didn't know where we would go, except we would visit my grandfather up east. But we finally decided to check out one place and we eventually got a townhouse there after living in a hotel for about 20 days. (Crazy, huh?) It's a really amazing story in a tiny nutshell.
(And the plane ride had a few bumps. A little scary, tho . . .)
I wanted to tie the questions in with the story, but I was a little stumped on how to do that. And I just don't know. LOL. I am just gonna answer the questions like I would for one of my Q&A's (been awhile, huh?).
How am I adjusting to living to the US? Um, pretty well. South Korea is not like Africa, like I thought before I went there, but it is not the exact same as America, of course. I remember getting annoyed by the little things, like light switches. They are a little different in Korea and a whole lot better! And I couldn't believe how overweight some people are here in America and how many have tattoos. A little surprising for me. There were things that I had a hard time getting used to, but I can't remember all too many things now. I should ask my mom about that. :D
I miss quite a few things that aren't in America. Like, there isn't as much Korean around here. I actually can't believe how much I miss the language. I'm still a little used to people talking in Korea (so sometimes I can't actually believe I'm in America!) So I sometimes have to think twice when I talk with others because my mind doesn't run as fast for some reason.
Have I made any friends yet? Well, I just visited a youth group on Sunday, so it was my first time seeing any of those faces. (I do plan on going back. It was a new experience because I hadn't really interacted with kids my age for awhile.) But some of the employees at the Y are nice!
I don't know what my favorite part about moving back, but getting our own home was a wonderful experience. :D
Ah, Peanut is soooo cute! I better share a picture of him in my newsletter. He's doing great! (And my Korean grandparents seem to be warming up to him.)
The customs . . . they just scan your bags through a machine, wave this stick over you, make you walk through this electronic door post, make you remove your shoes so they can laugh at your socks, and that's pretty much that.
How was that? I actually think I could have done a better job writing this post. Feel free to ask questions down below! God bless!
Hello again! I’m so happy you finished reading my post, and, boy, do I hope you liked it!