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Yun, Song-hui
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story I suggested we open a dumpling shop at the place once known as Q's Chinese restaurant. The menu would be mandu dumplings and jjolmyeon spicy noodles. Q would make the dumplings and W would make the noodles. "This girl and I can take the orders and serve the food," I said, tapping her lightly on the head. The high school girl said, "Thank you for counting me in," and started sobbing. "I'm crying because this is too hot. Don't take me wrong." She gulped down the noodles without chewing. I chipped in with the money I'd earned working at the travel agency, and W contributed her income from working part time at the bathhouse. We painted the walls and laid non-slip tiles on the floor. We found an expired lottery ticket at the bottom of the safe. The four of us gathered around and began to scratch it. First, we verified how much the prize money was. One hundred thousand won. The winning number was 5. W moved the coin slowly over the surface. The number 5 slowly revealed itself. "What a pity! If only it hadn't expired," the girl said over and over again. Q stuck the lottery ticket on the wall next to the cash register. "This will bring us good luck," he said.
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 YUN b
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Yun, Young-so
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story After another short pause, Mr. Park replies, his voice serene, "I'll be back." Sister doesn't answer. Out of the blue, she turns over the bowl of coins next to the telephone on the counter and begins to count the few coins inside. When Mr. Park finally makes a movement towards the coffee shop door, Sister begins to laugh hysterically and calls out: "That's wonderful. Congratulations! You don't have to drop by here any more. I'm so grateful. I feel so relieved. Yun-hi! Let's have lunch. I'm hungry. Auntie, is my lunch ready yet?" I'm so nervous! Not because she's so rude. I don't expect anything less from her given her temper. But I am worried about Mr. Park. Being such a gentle person by nature, I am worried that he might simply say, "I won't go then" after what Sister said. Would it make any sense at all if he didn't visit his mother just because of her nasty temper? Only when I hear his footsteps going down on the stairs do I let out a sigh of relief.
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 YUN s
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Kim, Joo-yong
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story As I recounted my adventure to my father on his
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 KIM r
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Seoul: Seoul National University Press, 1983
895.734.08 POS
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Pyun, Hye-young
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Part of the story "Sometimes I think about my own death. I think I'd like to be cremated and have the ashes sealed inside a can. I don't like the idea of rotting in the soil underneath a burial mound, and I sure don't want to be stored in one of those marble urns at a crematorium. I've worked at a canning factory my whole life. My whole life I've handled cans. They're making cans with better materials now, and it's become easier to open the lids, which tells me that the world is becoming a better place to live. The changing designs of the can labels tell me that people's tastes are changing. Their actual taste for food also changes. I learn about that when new canned foods are developed or flavors are modified. In other words, I've learned about the world through this can." "If the world were like an empty can, we'd be in trouble."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 PYU t
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Pak, Nam-il
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. "Without a care about love, fame, or name..." Next to me, Mr. Yi Gi-hyeong was crying. A poet over seventy years old... Ah, who said...that an old poet is a poet who writes poems even when he is old? What is a poem to him? What can it be, and what can't it be? Why is he imprisoned here and yelling in the middle of this enlightened and civilized capitalist world? Why is he crying? Why is he shouting in a hoarse voice for a reunification that can never be?
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 KIM s
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Gong, Sun-ok
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. "This is Dongfangmingzhu! Don't fall asleep, sir! Wake up and look!" she said. We got off the bus in front of Dongfangmingzhu and she suddenly screamed, "The old man is still on the bus! He didn't listen to me. He must have dozed off!" Before I realized the old man wasn't with us, the woman had already hailed a taxi and was getting in. "Miss Ahn, don't move. Just wait here," the woman said, and raced after the bus.It was muggy. The sun poured out heat. Could she catch up with the bus? And why? Why would she want to find him? Had she become attached to him in just a few days? Even though he infuriated her? I couldn't understand her
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 GON s
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Kim, Yeon-su
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. "Ahh, alone. But, so, what did she say was alone?" "Hye-jin's heart, is alone." I had no idea what the fellow was talking about_whether he was saying that my wife actually had one heart, or that she considered herself to be on her own. Then, as he put his beer can down, the fellow asked for a pen and paper and began to draw. The first thing to appear on the page was a forest. It wasn't the kind of pine forest we might be used to, but something more like a jungle_but at any rate, in this forest lay a baby, its eyes closed. "It was forest. I was baby. I was alone. I was sleeping." Then the fellow drew two eyes on the baby and began to draw tears on either side of the baby's face. Then the baby in the drawing began to cry
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 KIM m
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Kim, Jae-young
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. When I die, my nose will probably be the first thing to rot. I've been inhaling stenches from the day I was born, that's why. I'm sure the smell of toxic chemicals traveling through my capillary veins to my brain will make me stupid someday. It doesn't matter, anyways. They say that the more you use your head, the harder it is to live in this world. Father once said, "I used my head and landed in this hell of a place. If only I stayed to raise goats on the mountain or farm in the fields like the other young men... If only I had known to be thankful to the gods for being able to come home to the smell of creamy dahl baht (lentil soup and rice) after washing in the river..."
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2014
KOR 895.730 9 LEE k
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
Lee, Kyung
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Asia Publishers presents some of the very best modern Korean literature to readers worldwide through its new Korean literature series . We are proud and happy to offer it in the most authoritative translation by renowned translators of Korean literature. We hope that this series helps to build solid bridges between citizens of the world and Koreans through a rich in-depth understanding of Korea. Whenever I was out of luck finding a place to sleep, I snuck into Chima's room. Chima let me stay the night without taking off my pants. Once I suggested I pay for the room by taking off my pants. But he said if I really wanted to take them off, he wouldn't mind, but not in return for the room. I started to unzip my pants, saying that there was no difference between the two. But he hurriedly zipped them up himself and said the difference was so great that he couldn't possibly explain it in words. As for me, I was willing to take off my pants to pay for the room, but I couldn't do it otherwise. Detecting a stir in his eyes, I felt as if I was doing it in front of my dad. I had often found an inexplicable stir in Dad's eyes. He said it was because he was anxious. Because he was alive, he felt uneasy about making a living. Dad might be feeling better now in that he had stopped living.
Soul Tukpyolsi: Asia, 2004
KOR 895.730 9 LEE m
Buku Teks Universitas Indonesia Library
