Purity of Life

The small beautiful volcanic island lays off shore a few kilometers on the west coat of Jeju Island where I lived for eleven years. The beach was rare, as most are on volcanic island where the black lava rocks dominate most of the coast line resisting the bashing waves of time. This beach here is seen submerged under the aquamarine waters of the East China Sea; it's unique as it had unusual vents opening in the sands. Though these vents bubbled crystal clear artesian spring water making for a unique mixing with sea water at high tide, they did create frightening pits of quick sand at low tide. The locals had a hobby of dropping boulders into the vents to stop people from vanishing.

My wife and I frequented this area many times over the years to get away from household demands and the occasional tedium of small town life. This area was also the place I chose to make my second scuba dive from, due to it uniquely clear waters and abundance of sea life.

After seeing that Korean children wanted for nothing, having all the love their family could provide, augmented by a society that supported the children and families; I decided that the best I could do was try and bring some of this culture wonder back to the west where I never remember seeing it. I left Korea on March 2, 2009 flying all the way back to Alaska where I was cast into a world so maladjusted that I soon discovered that it would take a miracle to set things right.

After spending almost a year "trying" very hard to reach the hurting children, at the end of fifty weeks I came to the conclusion that I had better get back to Korea. I went back to Korea but what I entered had the same love for children I remembered. I decided that in life or in death I was going to make another effort to bring the love of Korea back to the west. Now that I am back, it has been almost two years and the children in the west aren't reached; however to make matters a hundred time more horrible, I have recently discovered that not only do U.S. children suffer in their families but educators are actually fighting my every effort I make to import some sanity and cultural stability into the educational system.

Yes, it was right at the beginning of the year that I was told by high "officials" that  my services as a teacher would not be wanted at one of the largest schools on my employment list. To finally wake up to find that it wasn't just parents in the U.S. who were destroying the lives of children was a real shock; I never dreamed that the love the children so desperately wanted was also blocked by a school system with their strings of power being pulled by people close to the janitorial staff at one school and then by some wayward busybody at another school. It is easy to forgive those who wrong me personally, but this issue is hurting other children and that I can't forgive.