Phillip has learned how to juggle. And like many people who have just learned how to juggle, he had to see how many throws he could complete. Which, of course, can drive people around him crazy, but that doesn't include me. So yesterday when we went to the Han River, is was raining and we ended up going to a "Flea Market" under one of the bridges. This particular flea market seemed to be sponsored by the Seoul Global Center which is a community space for foreigners in Seoul. It actually sounds quite interesting, and when it finally dawned on me that I am foreigner, it seemed even more interesting. I probably would have just walked by, but the shelter from the rain made it inviting, and then Phillip decided he needed to practice juggling. Well, I cannot stand to see someone juggling alone so I joined him.
And soon we had an audience.
It started with the 75 year old veteran of the Korean War who liked Chicago. Then it grew to lots and lots of kids, several photographers, and a delightful volunteer from the Seoul Global Center. The kids practiced their Korean on us, and having spent several months practicing, I got a few gasps from the crowd when I finished off by juggling five balls. It was fun, and many of the kids left knowing they had met Juice or Zee Ooze.
We had originally planned to meet some Filipinos for a picnic, but because of the rain we ended up gong to the house of Gigi who is in the Korean class. Her husband George is Korean (note that many Koreans take American names when they meet us), and he turned out to be an accomplished pianist so we had a great time playing music for one another and then trying some duets. I have been working on a variation of Arirang, and we actually tried that a few times. I have promised my song writer, Danny Ayam, that I willl have an idea for it by the time I get to Cebu in August.
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