The Support


A poem.

God provides the foundation

On which our home is built

A solid base that anchors it

To soft soil or shifting sand

Your strength is the structure

That keeps this delicate form

From blowing, washing away

When the wind and rain come

Your dedication is the frame

That holds up this fragile life

As it reaches toward heaven

Buttressing its soaring wings

And though we need the Lord

Who shelters and protects us

Our home would lie in ruins

If not held together by you

support

For my wife.

M.G. Edwards

July 2012

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12 Days in Hanguk


As promised, here is the Korean song I wrote.  Enjoy!

12 Days in 한국

Sung to the tune “The 12 Days of Christmas

 

On the 1st day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

A jar of 배추김치.

On the 2nd day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 3rd day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 4th day in 한국,
My 선배 gave to me,

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 5th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 6th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Six bags of 홍차,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 7th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Seven 서울지도,

Six bags of 홍차,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 8th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Eight 한국드라마,

Seven 태극기,

Six bags of 홍차,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 9th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Nine 신용카드,

Eight 한국드라마,

Seven 태극기,

Six bags of 홍차,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 10th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Ten rounds of 노래!

Nine 신용카드,

Eight 한국드라마,

Seven 태극기,

Six bags of 홍차,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On 11th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Eleven 태권도판,

Ten rounds of 노래!

Nine 신용카드,

Eight 한국드라마,

Seven 태극기,

Six bags of 홍차,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

On the 12th day in 한국,

My 선배 gave to me,

Twelve 전자제품,

Eleven 태권도판,

Ten rounds of 노래!

Nine 신용카드,

Eight 한국드라마,

Seven 태극기,

Six bags of 홍차,

A 표 to 제주도!

Four 젓가락,

Three 한복,

Two 핸드폰,

And a jar of 배추김치.

Understanding children


Try as I might, sometimes I don’t understand children.  Tonight our toddler really acted up.  He had his mother at wit’s end trying to figure out what he wanted.  He took a late nap and was a bundle of energy the entire evening.  We couldn’t get him to sleep because he was so wound up.  He looked like he wanted mommy to come out and play at 11 o’clock at night.  Daddy just wouldn’t do.  He was really upset, and because he doesn’t say much yet he couldn’t tell us what he wanted.  Mommy was very tired, so she asked daddy to take him out to the living room to play and exhaust the last of his energy.  Our toddler cried and cried and just wanted to go back to mommy.  I thought he was hungry and tried to feed him some food.  He didn’t want it.  I thought he might need some milk but he didn’t want that either.  Finally, I noticed he was looking at his sippy cup.  I finally figured out that he wanted some apple juice mixed with water.  I finally understood what he had been trying to tell us all along.  We just didn’t have a clue.  We were frustrated with him, and he with us.  Once he got his juice he was fine.  He was thirsty after playing so hard and crying all evening.  Juice is what he needed.

You try to be a good parent and listen to your children.  Sometimes you just can’t understand them.  But instead of losing your temper, you just have to try harder to communicate and figure out what they’re trying to tell you.  In a year or so our son will be old enough to put short sentences together and will be able to better tell us what he wants.  He already can convey simple ideas like “car”, “bird,” and “diaper”.  However, he can’t tell us he’s thirsty.  We have to be magicians by figuring it out from his signs and trying to read his mind.  It’s frustrating for us sometimes, but no more so than it is for him.

I never understood why children go through the so-called “Terrible Two’s” (which really start around 1 1/2 years of age).  I now know that it’s because sometimes children at that age have to resort to extreme forms of communication to get their point across–blood-curdling, mind-numbing temper tantrums.  Our son is now in that phase, and I hope for his sake and ours it will pass soon.  In the meantime, I’ll keep working on my listening skills.