My Near Death Experience
Have you ever faced death in your life? If you are asked with this question, you may think, "Why does she bring up such a serious subject?" Interestingly, if you carefully go through your life history, you may find some life events that you consider so small, but actually it almost had taken away your life. The first essay that we read in class recalled me the event when I almost died.
It was a normal autumn day after school. I was a 6-year-old girl, and was going to turn 7 very soon. I was very much delighted to be released from school but I had a small concern. I had to be home all alone till my aunt came from work because my grandma went back to hometown to see her mother. I was trying not to think about all the ghost stories that I read on the books, and talked with friends. I told myself, 'It is not a big deal. You have done this several times. Auntie will come home soon and there are no such things as ghosts.' I took a big breath when I unlock the front door with the keys. The house was full of darkness, and I felt that the ghost would pop up from nowhere in the house, and that feeling got me so frightened that as soon as I put my school bag on the ground, I ran out of the house.
"BUMP!" Out of sudden, my body floated in the air and then dropped on the ground. I realized I was hit by a truck. The driver jumped out of his truck and came to me, "Oh, my goodness! Kiddo, are you okay?" I do not remember what I said- or if I had answered to his question, but what I needed to do was to get my auntie informed of my accident. I unlocked the front door again and went inside the house, and called my aunt at work. "Auntie, this is Seo Young. I got something to tell you, it is not a big deal, but I just got hit by a truck in front of the house. " As soon as I finished talking, I fell into unconsciousness, I could hear what was going on, it was just that I was not able to move my body. Something came out of my left ear – blood. It was a very unpleasant feeling, it was somehow sticky and unnatural. The truck driver took me to a hospital nearby, he was very nervous and scared, but then the hospital we first went to did not accommodate seriously injured patients, and I did not remember what happened next.
When I opened my eyes, I was lying on uncomfortable hospital bed, and my grandma and aunt looked so much worried. I was hospitalized in Yonsei-Sebrance. I do not remember the day I was hospitalized, I guess I must have fallen into deep sleep because of the medication. The next day, my doctor came in and talked to my family, he said I had a fracture in my cranium, and my family got so panicked. In order to get thorough examination of the brain, I needed to take MRI and they let me take sleeping pills so that I would not move during the examination. After examination, it was found out that the fracture had nothing to do with my brain. What is more, the doctor told us that it was really such a fortunate thing that blood came out of my ears. If not, I could have been a vegetable person. My family felt grateful that it did not turn me into a disable person.
To tell the truth, that memory of staying one month in the hospital is vague, and I did not give much concern to the accident. However, when I look back at the accident after growing up, I just find it amazing that I survived from it, and I realized that it was much more serious than I knew. My family did not tell me much about it when I was a kid since they were worried and shocked. I am truly grateful for my family's concern and attention, the great work of the hospital staff and my good luck. How I wish it would happen to the other people as well.
Freesia
What do you see or who do you think of when you see freesia? The simple beauty of freesia always amazes me. It reminds me of her. We are just opposite; she does not fall for dazzling beauty but seek for simplicity; I prefer colorful clothes and fancy accessories for it suits me better. What looks good on her usually do not look good on me. That is a pity. Nevertheless, we understand each other's taste so well that we can always tell what would look good on each other. We respect our different taste and uniqueness.
Her pure innocence perfectly suits the saying of freesia. Freesia stands for "Innocence". I also think of inner strength when I see it. What makes it beautiful is its kind look with strong will, as people are dragged into freesia for its delicate figure, but later on they will finally understand that most of the times softness get over hardness in their lives. Since I myself, being a tough person, has been told by my mom to be "soft" to be a true winner. I have always admired her for the way she talks, she behaves, she communicates with other, and how she solves problems.
She blossoms like freesia. She has a springlike smile and freesia tells us that spring is on its way. As much as freesia is loved for its fragrance, her body is covered with flowery fragrance as if she used flower based perfume. I told her many times that she smells so good, and there are times I wish I could be such a fragrant person too. Her springlike smell and fragrance bring up warm and comfortable atmosphere, no wonder I think of her when I saw the field of freesia. I never get sick of being around her just like no one gets sick of being around flowers.
Another saying of freesia is "friendship". She is such a friendly and loveable person. She often tells me I am her most precious friend, which I am very proud of. She is a good listener and she cares about other people, and their feelings. "Leia, you are the dearest friend to me, and I would like to listen to your stories and just want to be on your side. I try my best to understand your happiness and sadness and try to be with you when you go through all of these in your life." A freesia is like a friend. When you feel sad and alone, the presence of a flower comforts you and makes you feel that you are not alone after all."
Freesia is also loved for the way it dries. When I see the dry freesia, I also imagine how she is going to be like when we get older. I guess she would probably be a kind, elegant old flower with a warm heart. As dried freesia is as loved as when it is fresh, I believe she would be as popular as now even in her latter days. I still want to be with her and be on her side no matter what. Seasons come and go, but I do know feel very sad knowing freesia will bloom every spring. I always look forward to seeing it in the gardens and fields as much as I always look forward seeing my friend, Minji.
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