KYCC’s #koreatownstorytelling program and @bcdtofuhouse are partnering for the month of January to bring weekly hot #soondubu meals to our #koreatown elders at St. James Manor. So touched by the generosity and community spirit of #OGBCD on #KoreanAmericanDay.

Online school, orange juice and coffee!

Für Elise, PowerPuff Girls, Coffeeshops and Driving Lessons

“Koreatown is still changing…however, because of this virus, the character of our community might disappear.”

“I felt like a rebel going against the rules, but you know, we all need it sometimes.”

“It is more concerning during COVID because the kids aren’t being seen, so if they get hurt, no one’s there to call.”

I’m suffocating. The lockdown caught me by surprise; when I first heard about it I felt like I was living in a dream fabricated by Yorgos Lanthimos. Everything was still here—just now slightly tilted left. My personal unease left me grasping for distractions, hoping everything will calm down in two weeks. I have always dreamt of when classes would be out for the day. I’m beginning to regret dreaming for it.

“Throughout this time of quarantine, I realized that living in self-isolation reconnects you with your mind and family, and prevents more people from getting the virus.”

“I miss the classes that I went in loudly with my friends, the air that our lunch table had, and the soccer field where my friends and I played after eating lunch.”

“I just got a Cricut…an impulse buy!”

“I stood there in my pajamas, watching the ambulance drive farther and farther away.“

“Throughout this time of quarantine, I realized that living in self-isolation reconnects you with your mind and family, and prevents more people from getting the virus.”

“Accepting and embracing this situation is the best thing I can do.”

Fluorescent Adolescent

Today, I went penny boarding in the park. I fell a few times, skinned my left palm, and was laughed at by a little boy, but it was nice to feel like the world was normal again, even if it was for only a few hours.

“We had to fight back. We had to protect ourselves. That was a mutual sentiment: everybody had to take care of each other.“

I’m suffocating. The lockdown caught me by surprise; when I first heard about it I felt like I was living in a dream fabricated by Yorgos Lanthimos. Everything was still here—just now slightly tilted left. My personal unease left me grasping for distractions, hoping everything will calm down in two weeks. I have always dreamt of when classes would be out for the day. I’m beginning to regret dreaming for it.