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What the World Cup Really Means
By Sung Eun Choi

The World Cup excitement was shaking up Korea as her team gained victory over many strong teams, such as Poland, Portugal, and Italy. Finally, it was the historic day which the dark horse Korean team met the Spanish team, the Invincible Armada, to go into the semi-finals. Right after school, my friend and I rushed to the City Hall area, where thousands of supporters were gathering to cheer. When we arrived, the streets were already full of supporters all dressed in red, which is the supporting color of Korea. It seemed as if red paint was streaming down the street. Being a part of the red flood, we had to wait several nervous hours up to the game time. As the referee blew his starting whistle, the game began. The match was a real thriller. The players did their best right from the beginning of the game and the eager caused lots of fouls and injuries. However, no team scored in the first and the second period. Throughout the game the crowd hardly moved their eyes! off the screen even during the break time. After the short break, overtime started. My heart beat faster and my hands were wet with sweat as both teams missed some good chances. Time passed without no score and the exhausted players had to do penalty kicks. Turn by turn the players kicked the ball willing for the victory, which was so close ahead. When our team's goal-keeper, Yun-jae Lee, blocked a weakly kicked ball by a nervous Spanish player who felt too much pressure, everybody on the street burst with tears and shouts of joy. In the middle of the excited crowd, my friend and I hugged and looked each other so astonished not knowing what to say. At last, the Korean team had defeated the Spanish team five to four on penalty kicks. It was an unforgettable moment. Not only because of the result of the game, but also because we were sharing the happiness together and feeling proud of our country. That day every Koreans were on the field running and sweating together as the t! welfth player of the Korean team.

Korea's Experience Through the World Cup
By Hyun-kyun U

Koreans gained meaningful and exciting experience and came to know themselves more through the World Cup. First, the World Cup made all the Koreans gather together, and get along well with everyone. From ten-year-old children to seventy-year-old men, Koreans gathered in one place such as City Hall square, and cheered the Korean soccer team in unison. Before the World Cup, people did not even know who lived at the next door. However, during the World Cup neighbors came out of their house and took pleasure in the game together in the parks and playgrounds near the town , so people became to know each other more. In addition, whenever the game played, most people wore the red T-shirts with "Be the Reds!" which means that all the Koreans became the Korean cheering group named "The Red Devils" by wearing the T-shirts. Many people also wore self-made hats and uniforms made of Korean flag which had symbolized the dignity and authority before, but after the World Cup Koreans feels it familiar more. Second, the World Cup enabled Koreans to enjoy the party themselves. For example, 210,000 people gathered in City Hall square for the Korea-Turkey game, and 650,000 people did for the Korea-Germany game. After the game ended, people came out of the buildings and houses, and marched on the street, sang and danced together until the late night. Moreover, there was not only no violence, and but also no trash because people picked it up after the games. Thus, Koreans were surprised themselves at their potential power to make the better society. In the latter half of the twentieth century Koreans underwent Korean War, dictatorial government and economic crisis, so they could not amuse themselves and express their joy well. However, by showing energetic and creative cheering culture and mature civil consciousness in the World Cup, Koreans had self-confidence that they could make it well no matter what festival will be held. Koreans developed self-confidence and pride about Korea through the World Cup.

The Unforgettable Event: World Cup 2002
By Jung Eun Yun

The World Cup 2002 made me realize the pride of being Korean and sparked me to feel close to foreigners It was the day when a Korean team played a soccer game against Italian team for a spot to play the quarterfinals. My friends and I were at the church to watch that match, and like many other Koreans, we were glued to the TV. After an intense game, the Korean team finally defeated Italian team. In order to share our joy with others, we got in our church van and headed to City Hall where about five hundred thousand had gathered to watch the soccer game. The streets were completely filled with people in red, and shouts of delight from the crowd. Thousands of people who wore red T-shirts and red hoods passed beside our car. As I stretched my hands out of the car window, many responded to my excitement by reaching out and touching my hand. When their clammy hands touched my hand, I felt a sense of unity with them. Ignoring the pain from the constant clashing of hands, I continued to shake hands, shouting "Dae Han Min Kuk," which means Republic of Korea. I could hear the firecrackers and the blowing the whistles rhythmically, celebrating the victory. Even the horns of cars celebrated the win by accompanying the cheer. As I shouted "Dae Han Min Kuk," I was proud to be Korean. Next to our car, there stood a taxi where some Irish were inside. Wearing red T-shirts and holding Korean flags in their hands, they shouted for "Dae Han Min Kuk," as if they were Koreans. They reached their hands out of window and took me by the hand. When I shook hands with them, I felt that they congratulated our victory with all their hearts. I could fully understand the term "global village" just then. With these lessons, the World Cup 2002 became one of the unforgettable experiences in my life.

The Sorrow of the Weak
By Won Suk Bak

Before 2002 World Cup began, The Korean government began to construct ten World Cup stadiums in 1998. The Seoul stadium passed in Sang-am Dong where had been garbage land. The price of this land was so cheap that a lot of small income people lived there for many decades smelling a disgusting stench. However, when Korean government decided to build the World Cup stadium in Sang-am Dong. Korean government did not care about residents because Korean government's concern was only to hold this World Cup successfully and to earn lots of money. According to the evicted people from Sang-am Dong, The Korean government hired the gangs to hit the inhabitants with metal pipes and sharp knives to throw out the people in Sang-am Dong. Because of World Cup the poor were forced out from their worthless houses. Another example, there were men selling road foods, like a seasoned bar rice cake and fried food. During this World Cup, the police controlled street venders, and tried to throw them out, so lots of merchants could not do business while other Koreans took pleasure winning the first round game against Poland. The government suppressed merchants because they thought foreigners might hate street venders for their poor sanitation. However, street venders sell the real Korean food, for the ordinary people, not for highly placed people who are politicians or president. These foods that street venders sell are more available to introduce Korean culture than any other expensive Korean foods because these are able to let foreigners feel and understand Korea. The World Cup should be festival for all the people of the world. In spite of its result that earning lots of money, playing a semifinal game, I think, this World Cup as neglected the poor people in Korea.

The Fight Against Temptation During World Cup
By Hannah Gu

To the joy of expectant Koreans, the World Cup finally began. Unfortunately,
the World Cup came together with my final exams. I was so perplexed that I couldn't choose where I might go: to the library to prepare the exam or a bar to watch the game.
At first, spending time equally in each option looked simple, but the two options needed
quite different mental attitudes: concentration as a student, and on the other hand, excitement as spectator. The Korean team gained victories over and over, to Koreans
joining in games turned into a "festival." To make matters worse, when the preliminary
round with Italy was held, I had to prepare for two exams the next day. After severe
internal fight against the temptation to watch the big game, I made up my mind to spend
that night for studying. Because Sinchon, where my school located, was one of the main
festival places, I decided to study at home not in the library. It was also easy not to
concentrate on in my room, because whenever each team scored a point or missed a goal the whole apartment seemed to be blown away by our neighbor's great outcries and sighs. Then my heartbeat got faster and a ringing sound went in my ear made from the loud shouts. Not only could I not concentrate on the text but also, out of a bad luck, the very night I missed the golden goal which opened the possibility to Korean team moving into the semifinals. Despite all these complicated condition, I could did my best on the next day's exam and got A; furthermore due to the golden goal, the Korean team continued to play after the final exams were over. Winning in a game with Italy helped me take delight in the World Cup and afterward the street party without any guilt. Even though I did not take part in matches fully, the World Cup remained to me an unforgettable experience as well as all the Koreans

My Muddy Shoes
By Sohyun Lee

During the 2002 World Cup, I was in Seoul watching it with my friends. At the bar, when we were cheering Korean soccer team, I got a sudden phone call from my mother. She said my grandfather who had lived in Daegu passed away. I went there immediately by a four-hour-long bus ride, but there were three days left until the funeral. At that time, I was tutoring several students as a part time job, so I had let them know that I had to go Daegu to attend my grandfather's funeral. Gratefully, my students understood, but I felt guilty for canceling the lesson because I could not tutor them due to my examination before my grandfather's death. Accordingly I could not put them off any more. What should I do? Some of my relatives told me that I should go to Seoul, and come back there next day. Others said, "The funeral is more important than the part time job, so you have to stay here," which is what I thought. In fact, I wanted to just stay at Daegu because I was already tired of the long trip, if I made a round trip between Seoul and Daegu, it would take eight hours. That meant I had to sit on the one seat for eight hours doing nothing but just sitting in a cold and shaking bus. I did not want to do that! Soon, however, I thought that the responsibility as a teacher was as important as mine as a granddaughter. Finally, I decided to go to Seoul to teach my thoughtful students, and after that, to come back to Daegu. I knew it would be too much for me, but I did that. Of course it was tough, but I felt comfort like finish difficult homework. It rained on the day of the funeral as if sky were trying to clean the cemetery. When I went to the burial ground, my shoes were covered with mud, so I could not walk easily. Because of the color of the mud, they looked like wooden shoes. However, I was not ashamed of nor frustrated with them. Instead, I could be proud before my grandfather's grave.

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