Mianhae Means Sorry
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This is a self-revelation about my teaching journey in Seoul, South Korea where I met my unforgettable student Mianhae Park. It wasn't just a privileged teacher-student relationship for it stretched further more. For I became her second mother when her real mother was busy raking in money as she took care of their gadget businesses in Asia. Mianhae's father was also busy collecting luxury cars for he owned a car business of his own. During her tumultuous years both as a teenager and a blossoming young woman, she came to me as her recluse and shelter. Until one hazy day when the dire news about her attempted suicide shook my senses apart, I found out there was more to her life than was shown in public.
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