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μλ νμΈμ, Salam, and Hello. I have come to greet you with the three languages I speak; Farsi, English, and now Korean. Iβm here to tell you not just my experience with Korean culture but a story.
I lay on my friendβs bed on a warm afternoon, the room is alive with a blend of worlds: her speakers are humming a Korean ballad, and the walls are adorned with countless posters that express love for K-pop. My thoughts strayed to the cozy atmosphere of a friendβs house when I visited them for the first time. I was greeted and treated like family, not just a guest. While I sat there with my friend, I realized that Korean culture isnβt some faraway thing that I just observed; itβs something I have lived, experienced, and grown through.
I never thought I would fall in love with a culture so different yet so close to mine. It was my first encounter with vibrant, electric energy: Kpop music seemed to pulse with life in its rhythms. But it wasnβt just the music; each lyric had a story behind it, and in each dancerβs moves, there lay grit and determination. Rumi who is a famous persian poet and is known for his βcombination of mystical richness and bold adaptations of poetic formsβ(BBC) reminds me of this topic. He covers themes like love and compassion and carries the weight of centuries; every verse is a step in the dance of resilience (My Poetic Side).
The air was warm, not from the heat, but from the inescapable feeling of being welcomed. We leave our shoes at the door-a sign of respect I knew well from my own home. I am ushered into a world where every small gesture carries profound meaning. The table is overflowing with dishes and smiles: savory japchae glistening with sesame oil, crispy jeon, and bowls of steaming rice. It is in those moments, wrapped around laughter and clattered chopsticks, that the feeling sinks in: I am not a guest; I am family.
In those moments, I realized why I have fallen in love with Korean culture because it is so different from my Afghan and Persian heritage, but because so much of it reflects what I hold most dear in my heart: tradition, strength, a sense

of belonging-all combine to form a tapestry so achingly familiar yet unfamiliar. Itβs the respect given to older people as live storehouses of wisdom, the communal sharing of meals likened to rituals of love, and the resilience braided into every story, song, and even the perils of survival (Koreanculture.org). With every echo of my own culture, it was a whispered hint of home, reminding me that no matter how far apart we may seem, the threads of humanity tie us together. Itβs the warmth of a bow, the import of a shared tradition, or the quiet strength of a community that I see reflections of in my identity, enriched and transformed through a lens at once foreign yet beautifully kindred.
This experience remains so impactful in my life. It planted a seed, and with time, it grew into something I could no longer ignore. I decided to start a journey of learning the Korean language in high school. It is indeed an experience for me. It feels like scaling a mountain with no map. I struggled and found my way through as I started from a general level and then entered an honorslevel course. The grammar and pronunciation feel like hurdles, and there are days I stare at my homework with tears threatening to spill. Do I have to do this? I think. But then, I recall that initial visit to my friendβs place, the warmth in it, and how it paralleled so neatly with my own culture of family, respect, and resilience. The desire to learn this new culture keeps me going.
I say this because I have come to learn that Korean culture is an advocate for resilience that ties it all together. Korean culture has survived centuries of struggle-wars, invasions, and occupation-although it stands tall, vibrant, and unyielding (nytimes.com). Itβs the same resilience I see in my Afghan-Persian ancestors

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ββ¦ OneofthemostprofoundmomentsofconnectioncamewhenIlearnedabouttheaccordingtotheEncyclopediaofKoreanFolk Culture, doljanchi-thefirst-birthdaycelebrationwhereachildgetstochooseanobjectthatsymbolizestheirfuture. Watchingvideosofthese ceremoniesduringmyKoreanclass, Icouldalmostfeeltheweightofhopeandpossibilitythatparentsplaceontheirchildren. Itbroughtme backtoNowruzPersianNewYeartimewheneverytradition- fromjumpingoverthefiretosettingtheHaft-Seentable- isinfusedwiththe promiseofabetterfuture(History.com). Theseparallelsjustmadememoreawarethatourculturesarenotworldsapart; theyarebranches fromthesametree. β¦β Thepictureisforthefirstbirthdayparty.
who carried tradition through trials and tribulations. It is in my drive to keep moving, even when everything feels too much to bear.
One of the most profound moments of connection came when I learned about the according to the Encyclopedia of Korean Folk Culture, doljanchi-the first-birthday celebration where a child gets to choose an object that symbolizes their future. Watching videos of these ceremonies during my Korean class, I could almost feel the weight of hope and possibility that parents place on their children. It brought me back to Nowruz Persian New Year time when every tradition- from jumping over the fire to setting the Haft-Seen table- is infused with the promise of a better future (History.com). These parallels just made me more aware that our cultures are not worlds apart; they are branches from the same tree.
Through Korean culture, I learn so much more than the traditions of one culture but also about myself: the beauty of perseverance, the power of community, and the universal language of respect (Stanford Encyclopedia of Philosophy).
Through these experiences, I have found that life is more a marathon than a sprint. There are so many unexpected turns, and they require some sort of resilience other than trying to love all life and experience everything in a single moment. But every time you move on, even a tiny and hesitant step onward-you build on your resilience
and move a step closer to your goal. I have been told in Korean culture: challenges are always stepping stones on which one keeps building. Every hardship is a lesson; every stumble is an invitation to rise again. And so I leave you with the words that have accompanied me in this journey: νλ΄μΈμ. Hang in there. This is not but a reminder of how to survive, an invitation to understand this struggle as integral to your path. For in each of those moments of doubt, an opportunity to grow, to connect, and to become something more extraordinary than you have ever imagined exists. Each step forward, though uncertain, brings you closer to your summit.
One day, when you pause to reflect a little, the beauty of your journey will be etched in every struggle you survived, every triumph you celebrated, and every lesson learned. Every time you look back on your own life, you notice so many lessons and victories that were previously overlooked. If you look back, you will then realize it had never been all about the destination. It was about the silent resilience you cultivated in yourself whenever the world weighed upon your shoulders, the bridges you built with others who walked beside you, and the transformation of the person you were into the person you were meant to be.
Youβre stronger than you know, and your storyβs only just begun.
Thank you. κ°μ¬ν©λλ€.


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