A Korean Woman
I met a 56-year-old Korean woman in ZEGG. She is an immigrant and she worked as a nurse in Germany before like my aunt. She took a course of this community. People can stay for 4 months and experience community life. She was soooo kind to me, we ate together, talked in Korean and laughed a lot. She invited me to her room and massaged me with three big vessels. When she beat a vessel with a stick, it made beautiful sound and I could feel vibration on my back, legs. Then I did massage her. She showed me her old pictures. She was young and so beautiful...
Her daughter died 9 years ago, after that she made a decision to change her life. She always sacrificed herself for family and others. Now, she´s trying to enjoy her own life. I wanted to listen to her life story but she was weak and three days later she was sent to a hospital. That day when she left ZEGG, I gave her my letter. She also gave me a letter with some money. I was thankful to her...
An Austrian man
When I saw him at first, he looked very cold. He didn´t greet me, didn´t smile. There was a dance party. I wanted to dance but I couldn´t. I was too shy to dance in front of many people. I knew people didn´t care about me at all, but I couldn´t Next day, he asked me why I didn´t dance. "I was too shy, I want to change this attitude.." He told me, "Respect your feeling. Your feeling is also important. Respect your shyness. And if you want to change it, slowly, step by step..." I took comfort from him. After that we often talked together.
He was 47 years old. He works as a manager of an art theater(No hollywood movie). So he can see many good movies for free. He had three daughters. But he was divorced and they live in Ecuador with their mother. He works and sends money for them. He visits Ecuador once a year to meet his daughters. For him, daughters are very important. I felt his love, he is a good father. He was a most close friend among volunteers and he invited me to his home in Austria. Unfortunately, I don`t have a plan to visit Austria. But who knows!
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