It all started when she was called by
one of the Korean teachers to have lunch together. It was not as if she had any
sort of strong feelings towards him, either positive or negative. She only
wondered why she was suddenly asked to eat lunch with the Korean teacher, whom
she was not even close with. Violet, an outgoing celebrity of the school,
deferentially sat in front of Mr. Byun with her dish. As soon as she raised her
head, she could find quite a few teachers with familiar faces. Once again, she
vowed politely.
Anxiously waiting for Mr. Byun, or
anyone, to start telling her the “reason” why she could not enjoy lunch with
her friends, Violet meaninglessly stared at her rice and smiled awkwardly.
Finally, Mr. Byun opened his mouth.
“What are you interested in, Violet?”
said Mr. Byun with his usual, pretentious smirk.
Assuming he was talking about what
subject she liked, Violet answered in her bright tone, “I like Chemistry!”
Soon Mr. Byun’s face twisted with
mysterious facial expression that seemed to be neither pleased nor offended. It
was more likely to be “disparaging” or “condescending” than anything else. He
murmured some words, which Violet could not catch.
“Why do you want to study Chemistry,
Violet?” asked Mr. Byun, once again with his mannered smile.
“It’s fun! I mean, isn’t it so exciting
to realize that every single interaction among people is based on chemistry?
All the molecules and stuff,” naïve as
a lamb and happy as a bee, Violet did not hesitate for a second to claim her
interest in Chemistry.
Now almost feeling insulted, as Violet
did not get any of his implications on her “interest”, Mr. Byun reproached her
in an angry voice. “Listen girl, studying should not be your foremost value.
You are a girl. And you are supposed to be interested in how you are going to
marry a fine guy! That’s what you should be concerned about!”
Frightened with a sudden attack, Violet
asked back, “What did you just say, Mr. Byun?” She wanted to believe it just as
a hilarious remark to encourage her to study more, rather than a severely
reprimanding one. It's not a Chosun dynasty, nor was it the Park-Jung-Hee brainwashing era.
“Don’t you understand what I mean?
Marrying a guy and serving him! as a good wife! That’s all you should want!
That’s all for a girl!” Mr. Byun was now so mad that he could have thrown his spoon into
the floor if Mr. Kang, another Korean Language teacher, took his side on
rebuking her.
“It’s all true, what he has just said.
You don’t know this? How come? What kind of parents do you have? Chemistry? Give that crap to dogs.” Mr. Kang
yelled at her with evil eyes shining like black holes.
“Okay. I’m not listening to this kind
of comments anymore. I leaving” Violet was quite hot-tempered when it came to
the topic of unjust inequality. She stood up and left with her plate, which was
still full of food.
“What in the world are you doing right
now? You want to get detentions? Okay, I’m giving you penalty points for your "not girlish" behavior,”
shouted Mr. Byun, “understand?”
Without any hesitation, Violet left the
cafeteria as soon as she stood up. On coming Thursday, she received 10 penalty
points for her insolent attitude and not following teacher’s direction. She did
not regret what she had done, though. She could have gone insane if she stayed
in front of those teachers for even one more second.
Ironically, this incident became an edifying
lesson for Violet. She learned how to react to those who lack the most basic “Common
Sense.”
“It’s a waste of time to even get angry
at those people,” she murmured.
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