SaReGaMaPa in Hangul

Date- 15/09/2017

We sang a verse in Korean with our country groups. So there were the three of us from India, me with Varsha Di and Anamika Di. We prepared well but we got nervous, forgot a lot of it and it was really hilarious.

We also played a game, one person was blindfolded, we gave her the directions in Korean and she had to hit the balloon. There is something new in the Korean class everyday.

They tell us a lot of new words and we do remember a few of them. I am planning to write all the new words I learn in Korean in a diary whenever I get time. Because I just cannot remember so many words all at once.

After the end of two weeks we have learnt some Korean words, made a few new friends, some small ups and downs, getting along well with my Indian friends and finding a new support system in them because at this point in my life noone can understand me the way they can because we all our probably going through the same.

Its nice being here and I am really glad to have come here with a group of really nice people. Slowly and gradually we are getting to know more about this place.

One thing that we all found a little weird here is that the Koreans sometimes panic even at the sight of small insects. We had heard that from our international friends and we were like seriously.

Today when a small bee entered our classroom, all of us tried to stay away from it because it was near our heads first but the way our Professor tried to kill it was a little strange and weird for us. As we begin to know the Korean culture, there are a lot of beautiful things about this place and people but there are definitely a lot of things that are really strange for us. But I guess thats the whole point of it and it is a nice experience for me so far and am simply looking forward to my weekend.

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