Monthly Archives: September 2015

On the night of Saturday, the 29th of August, my four-year-old son got a high fever. The next day on Sunday, I left the sick child and went to the Il-san Ma-du dojang where my sister was offering an ancestral requital chiseong . When I returned home on Monday after work and saw my son’s condition my heart broke. Even if he took medicine, he was not feeling any better and it seemed like he had pain in his throat because he couldn’t talk, as if he became deaf, and he was having a hard time breathing. Continue reading →