We are half way through our semester and I have great students, one from Mongolia, another from India and two from Asia: China and Japan. The last student has an interesting background, his grandfather went to Japan from his home of Korea. I asked this student if he doesn’t consider himself part Korean…like we Americans think of our Nordic background or Italian or French ancestry. No…he feel 100% Japanese which is puzzling to me. I suppose because the Koreans and Japanese don’t like each other, especially after WWII, then you have to be distinctively one or the other, not a mix. I love this student’s laugh, he is also a big guy for an Asian.
The Mongolian student is very quiet and is not too strong of a writing student. Based on where she has come from, I can understand why writing would not be her strongest suit. She had a GREAT story about her grandparents. Her grandfather fell in love with this woman but then he had to go serve in the Sino-Mongolian war. He left behind this woman who had been promised in an arranged marriage to someone else. She slipped away just before the wedding and lived in Ulan Baator for several years until she could meet up with her lover, my student’s grandfather after he had served his three years. Her grandmother, as it turns out, had not let her family know where she was so she could marry the man she loved and NOT the one who was arranged for her.
I have another student from several years back who had a grandfather who fought in the Navy during WWII in the Pacific Ocean. He took sick and was brought over to a hospital ship but meanwhile when he was gone from his original fighting ship, it was attacked. Every single person died that he knew because of an explosion, he was the only person to survive that attack. He lived with survivor’s guilt all his life but he did end up marrying the nurse who took care of him on the hospital ship.
Yes, I have wonderful students who are trying to learn APA formatting so that they can write more academic papers. The first assignment is always the easiest because I am asking them to describe someone they love and respect. Some don’t know their grandparents but have heard a LOT about them from others. I feel privileged to be able to see into these lives of the GREAT Generation, no matter what country they come from.
The spring weather is very tempting to go out with not as much wraps on, I’ve been getting some great photos of sunsets and sunrises. I’ll show off some of MY grandparents instead. I have reason to be proud of both sides of my family. They were farmers and hard workers. These are both of my grandpas and my Dad on Father’s Day.