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A baby bird

May 16, 2008

 

Like a baby bird, 

Who has not yet learn to fly, 

Who hasn’t had chance to open his wings full-span, 

Who hasn’t had experience of soaring free across the sky, 

Carving one’s own path, 

You have fallen. 

You who are so young, 

You who are so innocent, 

You who are so clean and pure, 

Untainted by this harsh, dark world. 

A fledgling youth, 

A wide-eyed deer, 

A new born babe with eyes still shut, 

You seek to open your eyes to see the greatness of the world, 

And the greatness you will achieve. 

The world will just have to wait, little while longer. 

Eunie kim10/12/03 

Eunie is sister of Eugene Kim, wrote for him after he came home from the hospital 

She bought a note book for him to write a journal, and she wrote this poem on the first page.

How I got to Hot Springs, Arkansas!!!

May 15, 2008

OH my !,….. As I looked back , I really don’t know how I got through  the training periods of my life’s lessons. Every time when things got harder I repeatedly tell myself “This is my lessons, mine only!”

After my son Eugene’s freak accident  which the park  metal light pole fell on Eugene’s head while running cross-country race meet when he was 16 years old.The first surgery was  to put in the Titanium rods in his back along with 9 screws big as. He  had to put on thick plastic turtle shell brace on to learn to sit, stand and walk all over again, very extensive rehab and physical therapy along with 6 sets of doctors.At the same time he struggled still trying to get his credits in school in order for him to stay in school.

This same set of ordeal repeated after the second surgery, which took place in senior year, 13 months later from the date of the first accident,to take out his rods and screws from his back because of pain its causing his back, This time the school required him to go to adults school to get credits he needed,as he pursued his duties as a high school student, his whole body and mind was overloaded with his responsibilities we diligently put it on him. He never got over with his sleep disorder nor the trauma syndrome. I want to cry out for him every time when I remember what we (teachers, principal, school district administrator, school psychologist, school district counsellor and the school counsellor) all decided whats best for him and almost drill him down every day. I terribly regret why I never thought about just let him take the GED, and just let him attend the school with rest of his friends with out all that credit nonsense and the pressures we put him through. I take my hats off to him for his endurance, integrity, and for his self-respect. Many times I wanted to say “Son I am so sorry for what I have done not knowing whats best for you then”

By the time my son graduated from High School I already acquired Real Estate licence (one more time around which I had and gave up in 1980 for the high interest hike like 20%) to prepare to teach Eugene there is somethings he can do if he does not find what he likes to do . After he went to local  community college , dropped out after 2 months, I was so fearful that he might really get lost and give up on himself. I could not bear to see him depressed and locked himself in the room all day and sleep. So, one day I asked him if he like to go along road trip to the east coast and back. Yes! He said so gladly . So we packed up with our new addition of our family Poncho (tea-cup chuwawa). I wanted paint some sort of pictures on the blank wall he was looking at ever since the accident. The pictures, all the plans of colleges, what he wanted do for his future got wiped out clean left blank wall  (West Point, Navy Seal CIA jr. college program was his aim. since he had the black belt in Karate at age 11, certified diver age 16) I just wanted to give him the ideas maybe some day he could do this when he is ready. I was so worried he might mold himself to lazy life style.

So here we went 13 states in 21 days, fast track, live Real Estate Investment lessons. I  explained everything I knew as we looked at each subject. I realized all the things that I was able to teach him came from my past experiences from 1980s and investing in 4 units Apt.. We stopped at the  small cities to  the big cities, looked in to apt. buildings, four units, condos, storage buildings, mobile home parks, shopping centers,  single family homes, lake properties, lands.

We took off our trip  down south through Phoenix, Tucson Arizona, then to Odessa/Midland Texas where George bush’s home town. We look at few places as shopping centers, Apt. buildings, houses and condos, Motels too. Then head to San Antonio, Austin, Houston. From there we went on to Barton Rouge,Louisiana, but it was dark and could not get a motel in that city because of the refuges from the Caterina. but after two hours of search we finely got one out skirts town. The next day we had to New Orléans, the 9th Ward. What an experience driving through the streets of that disturbed by the storm. we actually walk down few streets, Eugene was busy taking pictures and we walked in to empty house was horrible sight to even look at. Some folks were still struggling to get back into their houses but most part was un cleaned, still the debris and destructed building parts everywhere piled up. The whole town was no way near the rebuilding mode yet sad to say. The sun was going down soon, so we took off to east but the both sides of the free way was all empty , like ghost town, no lights, no moving things of any kind at all. We were experiencing very emotional shock and could not say any words in the car as we drove out of the New Orléans.

We then speed up to pass through Mobile, Alabama stopping only for gas and foods., and pass through Montgomery to Atlanta, Georgia. There we got connected very nice people and we understood a lot about the growth of the city.

We then were in a hurry to go visit my long time friend and kid’s God-mother in Greenville South Carolina. We had very nice and relaxed visit with Jo and her husband Wayne, then took off to west through Smokey Mountains which I later realized that it was first part of Feb. with lots of snow on the mountains. Why I had no fear of travelling anywhere, I have slightest idea nor did I ever realized it was very dangerous and ignorant in my part. But with God’s grace, we drove through without any problems and saw the beautiful part of the country with rare sight of snow.

We then headed to Nashville, Tennessee. to Memphis, Mississippi. Somehow, it was like automatic driver programmed to drive right into the River Walk to the famous Beal Street. I must say it was extra ordinary delight to listen to jazz music all over the street and the Brick Dancers plus good food to enjoy.

 I almost hated leave the Beal street but we had a prior appointment, so we were on our way to look  at some office buildings in Dallas, Texas, drove on freeway I-30, saw the sign to Hot Springs exit 111, took a sharp right turn and the first place we stopped was at the front of the Trumpets restaurant in the VELDA ROSE RESORT HOTEL & SPA on 217 park ave. Down Town Hot Springs Arkansas. I was told that time by the locals that whole city itself is the national park.

Wow ! we both was so amazed and specially  this was the former President Mr. Bill Clinton’s home town where he grew up. His little white house (his house is really white )  was 6 blocks from the VELDA ROSE HOTEL.And we drove to look at Mr Clinton’s little white house on the little hill. It was ” A wow!!! “moments for both of us about how small and average looking house he lived in and raised as normal average people like every one else, still marched on to his dreams being the President of United States of America, The great nation that I respect more each day I live here for greatest freedom, opportunities, integrity, honor of human rights and the God-loving people country,united as we stand.

So this was our journey Eugene and I took in year 2006 early Feb. on the rainy day found this Hotel VELDA ROSE !!!

YOU CALL ME CRAZY, STUPID OR GUTZY woman, maybe you can call me all three  all ar once. I admit ! This is way out of my league, from small boutique to this giant space-ship, to me it is.

The VELDA ROSE HOTEL operated with absentee owner for years and 2 years before our ownership it ran by the former cocktail waitress/ bartender/ bar manager. It took us 2 years to cleaned up this place and fixing  things from the core of the problems not only bandaged them up like they used to  for selling in mind of owner. We, my brother-in-law Peter and I put our hearts into this projects along with our assistant general manager /Food & beverage manager Derrick Hayes, who we are so thankful.

This is only beginning of my journey with this hotel. I am sure there will be many stories to tell

 

my poetry

May 12, 2008

It’s been there all along,

deep inside of me,

 attempting to scream out aloud,

echoes of the fear for uncertainty, 

 took me back to my dungeons.

There were times wanting to cry out,

 end up chocking with no air.

The life time collection of words,

faced no exits for the escape route,

bottled up inside, no where to hide,

 packed in to every cells,

yet entwined in the vast space it seems.

My heart is full with unseen,

unspoken words, so old,

 almost lost it’s meaning.

To express, painstakingly sorrowful memories,

with out a pity.

The beauties of nature inscribed in the colorful stones.

All the known for the truth,

 from the trials and tribulations,

making sentences to deliver on to next experiences.

Residual sadness for many hurts,

disappointments swallowed big lumps in the throat.

Its still there,

all mixed in together,

waiting to burst out,

through tiny crack if there is any,

To sing it in to the ears,

who care to listen.

To whisper the mystic realms,

for some one to understand.

Desperately more to give,

 instantaneously ready to release,

 the deepest kind, the motherly love,

needing to be recorded,

if not anything else.

As I regroup,

as I recoup what belongs to me,

 is my poetry.

Feb 03/08 leia cha

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