Tag Archives: Korean dance

I Feel Like I’m Losing Myself


I feel like I’m being pulled in so many different directions. I don’t know how — I’ve never know how — to deal with multiple identities in a way that didn’t cause one of them to be neglected and ignored. I’m a Korean adoptee, but I’m also queer and trans, and I haven’t yet been able to figure out a way to unite those identities, instead of simply pushing one to the foreground and the other to the back. Continue reading

Thinking About Korea

I went to a potluck hosted by my old dance group yesterday morning. It’s amazing how much has changed in the five years since I was in the group. I also stayed for a planning meeting about a trip to Korea they’re taking in the fall. It brought back so many memories of my trips to Korea, two of them with the dance group. Continue reading

When Dance Was My Life

In 2002, barely after my fourteenth birthday, I went back to Korea for the first with my mom and about fifty other people, all either fellow dancers (and fellow Korean adoptees) from my traditional Korean dance group or members of their families, as well as my dance teacher. I remember dancing in the hallway of the guesthouse where we stayed, between the stairs and the elevator, near the computer room. We were practicing for our performances — three of them in total — for the social workers of adoption agency through which most of us had been adopted (and at whose guest house we were staying), for expectant mothers at an unwed mothers’ home, and for children at an orphanage.  Continue reading