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Escaping the Oncoming Communists

Escaping the Oncoming Communists K. CONNIE KANG from Home Was the Land of Morning Calm: A Saga of a Korean-American Family his time, we knew we had to leave. A war with North Korea was one thing, but fighting China was something else. So, in early January, when North Korean troops were about to overrun Seoul for the second time in less than seven months, we finally decided to depart. Mother and Grandmother felt that the fall of Seoul and perhaps all of South Korea was becoming more and more inevitable. In only two months their high hopes and dreams of returning home had been dashed. The entry of China into the war changed everything. The image of millions of Chinese soldiers marching into our country until the last South Korean and American soldiers were killed was too real to ignore. In these moments I dwelled on the possessions I had to leave behind. I thought about my jewel box, painted in yellow with a floral pattern with a mirror in front, that looked like a miniature dresser. My mother had given it to me for Christmas that year. I hid it in the attic above my father's study where Teacher Song http://www.deepdyve.com/assets/images/DeepDyve-Logo-lg.png Manoa University of Hawai'I Press

Escaping the Oncoming Communists

Manoa , Volume 14 (2) – Mar 13, 2002

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K. CONNIE KANG from Home Was the Land of Morning Calm: A Saga of a Korean-American Family his time, we knew we had to leave. A war with North Korea was one thing, but fighting China was something else. So, in early January, when North Korean troops were about to overrun Seoul for the second time in less than seven months, we finally decided to depart. Mother and Grandmother felt that the fall of Seoul and perhaps all of South Korea was becoming more and more inevitable. In only two months their high hopes and dreams of returning home had been dashed. The entry of China into the war changed everything. The image of millions of Chinese soldiers marching into our country until the last South Korean and American soldiers were killed was too real to ignore. In these moments I dwelled on the possessions I had to leave behind. I thought about my jewel box, painted in yellow with a floral pattern with a mirror in front, that looked like a miniature dresser. My mother had given it to me for Christmas that year. I hid it in the attic above my father's study where Teacher Song

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Published: Mar 13, 2002

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