Last Saturday while my son was riding a rented bike around Seoul Forest, a lady carrying several magazines with her approached my husband if her photographer could take a picture of my son. They would publish it in the “Street Fashion” section of their “fashion magazine for kids” next month. My husband told her to ask my permission instead. She had to chase me since we were about 300 meters away. She was catching her breath when she reached me and told me about their magazine. Geez, I don’t know of any mother who wouldn’t say no.
The same afternoon, we went grocery-shopping at E-mart and we spent four hours roaming inside the supermarket. Oh well, I had to use their massage chairs on display for half an hour – I got so tired running after my son. I just might need msm lotion for arthritis when I get older. Anyway, on our way out a lady with her two kids approached me to ask about the car cart my son was using. She talked to me first in Korean and seeing that I was a foreigner she switched to English – while I answered her in Korean. And she spoke English really well. I find it a bit awkward to speak English to a Korean nor with a Filipino in a casual conversation. Whenever my Pinoy friends talk to me in English it is difficult for me to reply back in that language.
Anyway, the lady told me that my son doesn’t look “mix” and that he looked like a pure Korean. What should one say in that situation? Thank you? Also, how do you reply when a native English speaker tells you that you sound like a North American just because of your accent?
One time when I was in the subway with my son, I met a Filipino couple who told me that my son probably got his looks from his father. I just answered with a smile, but how do you politely tell them off when they start asking personal questions when you don’t even know them?
A lot of times when my son and I are outside, Korean ajosshis would approach us and talk to my son. Usually, they end up giving my son 1,000 won while I try in vain to return the money. This has happened so many times and the last time – we were in the subway with my husband when my son offered an old man his seat without us telling him too. The old man was so ecstatic that he offered to take us to dinner. We were in the public and it was embarrassing to turn the man down that we had to make up an excuse.