My second year living in the US, I was 14 years old. At this time, my parents were still living in Korea, my aunt was in Kansas and my brother was going to college in Chapel Hill. The result was for me to attend a private boarding school for a year until my parents were ready to move to Greensboro, NC.
The year of living in Patterson School in Happy Valley was definetely the most influential time in my teenage years, both positive and negative. A mixture of not being able to speak fluently in English, being thousands of miles away from my folks and having to deal with a great boredom being stuck in middle of nowhere resulted in me turning into an angry 15 year old. But now looking back at it, going through this difficult time has built a solid foundation for my drive to succeed and push forward harder.
In 12 years, I decided to visit the school on a beautiful Sunday a week ago on the way back from Nashville. I ran into the vice chairman Mr. Hogan and had an opportunity to share good stories. Half of the campus has been renovated for a church and the other half is now completely abandoned. There is something really odd, lonely and spooky about this little campus in the middle of the mountains but also beautiful and peaceful at the same time.