Kids in the world have been going to hardships but they are not important to anyone but one day these kids will stand up and fight back their weakness and succeed the dream they had been dreaming of.
I walked in the auditorium in Seoul University. I saw students sitting in the red chairs with their note books. I step up on the stage, 'Good morning my name is Lee Jong Hyun but just call me Mr. Lee. Today I will be telling you students who are having a hard time thinking what I should become. But before you think you would want to think if you parents would allow. Right?' I opened the screen and opened one of my art, 'Let's get my story started shall we?'
(2005)
I was 16 yrs old when I realized what would I want to be a teacher? builder? nope. I didn't want become one of those all I could think about is that I would want to become a painter like Vincent van Gogh. The "Starry Night" painting was so impressive and calm to see. My mum was fine for me becoming a painter but she never allows me to put my art on my wall so we would always fight, 'Why mom! just let it be!' she slapped my face, 'This not art it is called scribbling! not art!' I frowned, 'IT IS WHAT I CALLED ART!' I ran out of the house and went to drink a bottle of Soju but I only drank one bottle because I'm underage.
I got back home, 'Sweety I'm sorry but please put those scribbles of your walls.' I looked at her, 'Mom that is not called scribbles it is my feelings. Everytime I'm angry I would draw it or if I feel happy I would want to draw it. I HAVE A AMBITION!' I got in to my room and slammed my door, 'I'm sorry mom but that's the only dream I have...' I got ready to sleep in bed but I couldn't sleep because of what happened.
I woke up and got ready for Uni, 'Bye mom... and sorry' she looked at me and smiled but her smile was different.
I first got to my English class. I usually am good at English so sometimes if we had foreigners I would help them with directions. I got to the art class but I had always got a C- because of what type of art I always do but I have A's for my techniques but I still want to become a artist.
I was walking down the streets when I saw a young guy shouting, 'ART COMPETITION!' I ran over to him and took one of the flyers and got overly excited. I ran back home, 'MOM! MOM! MOM!' when I got into the house I saw her hanging down from the ceiling, 'M, m, mom!' I ran to her and took her body down, 'No mom, no please no~' I was crying till my face got red and wet. I hold on to her tightly and found a note on the chair "Hi, darling sorry if I made you disappointed. I was just worried about you. I don't want to do this but I had to because to be honest I was actually gonna tell you but I am not your mother. I am your biological mother. Your father was a artist too adored by many people. But one day he was murdered by a guy who was jealous of him. I always loved your art pieces they are AMAZING! So I want to let you know just keep you ambition and become someone better. Love you." I was crying till I couldn't stand up.
I set up a funeral, 'Mom, I will make you proud.' I said leaving the cemetery. I got home and took out the flyer I got from the guy yesterday. I enrolled in to the competition and every time I go to Uni I would go to the art room and practice my techniques.
(SATURDAY, 13, 2005)
I got ready for my competition. When I arrived I saw a lot of people and different type of art.
When the competition started they announced our names and got up to the stage where there were different type of paint brushes and different type's of pens. I got up to the stage with my yellow number tag "13" and got to a paint station and of course I was the only young one sitting.
He announced the rules and finally shouted, '3,2,1!' he started a timer that goes only to 9 minutes. I was thinking what art I shout do. But after a while I knew what I need to paint.
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After 9 minutes they finally shouted, 'TAKE YOU PENS AND PAINT BRUSHES DOWN!' they took our art pictures and compared them.
A while later they announced, 'THE WINNER FOR #3 IS LEE JOON KI! #2 IS ISMAIL FROM THE MIDDLE EAST AND THE FIRST PLACE GOES TO! LEE JONG HYUN!' I was shocked because all I did was using my feelings and wrote a quote I just had in my head. I was crying with happiness, 'PLEASE MR LEE MAKE A SPEECH' I walked up to him and took the glass trophy, 'Well thank you very much. I uhh really don't know what to say but I do want to say MOM I DID IT!' they all clapped and some even shouted "WOOHOO!" and whistled. I covered my mouth and cried more.
I walked back home and couldn't sleep at all because I was really. The next day I got a call saying "Hello this is the art community and we really love your art can you come and teach our students the techniques f possible." I as happy I said yes. And day after day I get calls from different art buisness and I became famous, 'Mom I love you.'
(2019 SEOUL UNIVERSITY AUDITORIUM)
'So yes kids that is how I became like this.' one of the students puts her hands up, 'Will you ever quit what you're doing now.' I smiled, 'I'll continue till I die.'
