Monday, 8 October 2012

(Day 80) Hwaseong Immigration Detention Center-day 67 C-16

sit-ups push-ups chairlifts
2 x 100 4 x 50 5 x 30

Breakfast 2 hard boiled eggs
cream filled bread
soy milk
Lunch kimchi
side dish & soup?
cabbage with bean paste
spicy chicken soup

If I had stayed in jail I would have been released today. However, I would have had to face two more charges and 14 days from a previous conviction, so maybe 94 more days. I may still have some days in jail coming to me, but I hope not.

I forgot to write down what we had for lunch at the time and now, at the end of the day, I forgot what it was... I'm pretty sure it had rice and kimchi and watery soup but I can't remember the side dish or soup and I didn't eat the rice. Two days without any rice at all and I kind of miss it-- I'm hungry.

I went to the church service today to see Rwanda. He is pretty confident he'll be released into Korea at the end of November. Good for him. I was recently reading about ecological collapse of societies in history and Rwanda was one of the examples, so I asked him about it. He is Tutsi,  the group that was hunted and massacred in 1994, but he was only 4 years old at the time and his family was not in Rwanda, which is how he is alive today. He told me that if I get to Africa, I should go to Rwanda and visit the memorial. The ethnic problems are complicated, but he says they're really kind of stupid, because they are based on physical characteristics, like lighter or darker skin or height or the size of one's nose rather than actual racial differences-- like the difference between me and him, for instance which is also really a matter of the color of our skin, ironically enough.

Since we were talking quietly through the Service, the woman in charge got upset and told me in Korean to be quiet, plus a bunch of other stuff. I told her I don't understand Korean and she launched into this big long speech, in Korean of course, and someone else in the congregation told her to speak English because no one understood Korean. Very few people actually go for the service. Out of all the people at the church service maybe only 20 or 30 percent are actually there for the service, the rest are heathen communist Chinese and Muslims from Pakistan. It's the one activity were every cell block participates together, so really, we are all there to talk to each other. Anyway the woman in charge was actually kind of rude and mean. Not very Christian of her, but I can hardly blame her. I don't like people talking when I'm doing my set. In my defense, I was talking quietly.