Wednesday, September 9, 2009

Breakfast Tales

The view from where we eat overlooks the mountainside and down into the section of Seoul called Yonhi Dong.

The conversation this morning at breakfast kind of went like this:

“Daddy,” Caleb said. “Are there any tigers in that forest?”

“Not any longer,” Daddy said, “but they used to a long time ago when Yonhi Dong was all forest. The people lived behind the city walls."

“So they were safe behind the wall?” Caleb asked.
“What if they got in?” Luke’s eyes were all big and blue at this point.

“Don’t worry,” I told him, “the Hwarang warriors protected everyone.”

“Then I want to be a Hwarang warrior,” Caleb said. “And have a sword.”

Luke sat up really tall. “Me too.”
I guess I’m going to have to write Santa a letter asking for traditional Korean swords. Let’s hope they come in plastic!
Photo from: Anima


Kimbra Kasch said...

And that no tigers wander into your gate, unless they're plastic too.


Kelly Polark said...

Brave warrior sons you have!

Carmella Van Vleet said...

A Hwarang warrior, eh? A very worthy ambition indeed. :-) (I had to learn about the warriors when taking my black belt test.)

PJ Hoover said...

Me, too! But only if I should see a tiger :)

Unknown said...

HAHAHA! Love it so much!!!

Brenda said...

How cute...what brave young warriors you have...

Lenore Appelhans said...

Great story :)

Nora MacFarlane said...

Love it!