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My first and second trip to Jeju-Island By Kim

At the beginning of the April last year, during Easter holidays, I have been to Jeju-Island with my family. Everytime I go somewhere, I often picture an image that I will see as soon as I step out of the car, train, or the plane. It was still going on the wing. Looking back at my childhood when I had been there, brought huge palm trees stirring in the breeze, towering rock standing in my way, and the field of reeds extending endlessly to my mind. I tried not to look like a child, pretending to show no interest in the trip in front of my family. However, I was anticipating the scenery that might has existed still for years in my memory.

The smell of the sea flowed into my nose as soon as I arrived carried me back to my childhood. I remembered clearly that I had told my mom the fish-like smell is nasty, pestering her to get into a car quickly. It was still smelling fishy but noting loath and even familiar. I didn’t know why but a pleasure and a sense of relief flooded over me from the familiarity. Waiting for a taxi, I was looking for palm trees soaring high into the sky. When I had been there first time, I had let out an exclamation of surprise, wondering how they can grow that tall even if they are not old. However, there were no anymore so huge palm trees which are same with things in my memory in spite of looking around with my eyes wide open. Ten years ago, the leaves of the trees had stretched out as if it could cover my whole way I will go around. I jumped on the balls of my feet to see the top of the trees. Unlike that time, they were not as tall as I thought. There were only the trees, standing at a height that I could see the top easily. I didn’t need to jump and I looked up to a tree top, just standing at one spot. It was awkward and I wanted to get back the feeling of familiar in the same way of breathing the salty air.

On my way of sea shore in taxi, I could not get the awkward and confusing idea out of my head. On arriving at sea in a few minutes, I jumped out of the car and breathed deeply the smell of sea again. I felt a litter better. In the distance rose the rugged rocks on the sand. I wondered if those rocks are the same things that I had saw last time. I stood alone facing right ahead to the rocks different from me as a child when I had approached there with holding my dad’s hand. I had had to go over the towering rocks being helped by my parents. Come to think of it, it is enough to climb the rocks by myself and even, I don’t have to pass the way, going over the rocks. Only the part of the rock had come into my sight and it had seemed there is no way without passing the rock. However, the whole rock came into my sight and I found I can go around by the side way on my recent trip. Finding another way made me feel interesting but weird and even being a little scared at the same time. By the time I got to the flatland, I held out my hand to my mom to make her jump down easily.

It took only an hour and a half to walk along a path with thickly growing reeds. My dad said that on first trip here, we had missed the reserved bus to pass the way for a long time with two little children (I and my little brother). He added that I and my brother had kept asking him a piggy-back. At the end of the path, I watched his back as he walked away. I used to jumping up his back and asking him to act like a horse. He had a broad back than I had ever known. His back strangely doesn’t wide as much as before. I couldn’t tease him for carrying me on his back anymore.

It was different what I was expecting like my first trip to there. Everything has changed and has been changing continually. It seemed that there would be no more time like my childhood. I was afraid of being not able to get back that time and go through a way alone. Few minutes later, I found a signpost written as ‘another way’. It was for another course of reeds path which was different from I passed. I stood, staring the sign for a while. I couldn’t get rid of my fear on new way but I become curious about the way and desire figuring out what is there and what will happen on the way. My heart started pounding with excitement like when I had seen the huge palm trees at the first time.

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