Korean mamas and their golf wear

Due to the game of “Greed” we played the other day during Pre-calculus, the “losers” have to write a blog while the “winners” have a day off. Through this lesson, Mr. Lee emphasized how important it is NOT to gamble…..okey, so the point is made, I learned my lesson and all I need to do now is to finish writing this blog containing 500 words.

How was my blog about Korean moms? I’m pretty sure you are confused if you are not Korean. So ask one of your Korean friends to translate it “out loud” for you. Now, on to my next episode, I remember telling you guys about a sneak peek that the setting is going to take place in Gangnam, Seoul. But I changed my mind. Instead, I am going to write about Korean mums and their golf wear. Yes….the ridiculous golf wear that you will soon hear, and it is based on true facts.

Whenever I go out to play golf, I have this group of ladies whom I play golf with. Well technically, they are not ladies but they like it whenever I call them one (all Korean moms do). You all know Saipan weather, it is hot, humid, dry, and nasty. Imagine yourself covered in cloth, playing a sport. Yea, I know, pretty crazy unless you want to get a heat stroke. However, there’s only one type of group who can perform this magical impossibility. That’s right: our Korean mamas! They are the group that makes us question about the world and prove to us the meaning behind “Nothing is impossible”.

Have you ever seen a group of Korean ladies at the golf course? Here, let me paint the picture for you. It’s 100 degrees outside, and there is no wind; not even a single breeze. Our Korean mamas would wear anything to help them avoid the sun. My definition of “avoid” goes way beyond sunscreen, sunglasses and a hat. They would wear long pants, long sleeve shirt with their collar popped up, gloves on both hands. Trust me, they are not for the “extra grip”, but to make sure the hands don’t come out like Oreos. They would also wear the giant visor (and I mean a “GIANT” visor), sunglasses that cover the top half of their face, a mask that covers up their bottom half, and about 10 pounds of sunscreen/makeup on their face. Okay, let’s zoom out the camera a little bit; visualize the full picture in your head. If Obama saw this, I’m pretty sure he would send his marines thinking our Korean moms were terrorists. (Mr. Tessen: “Whoa~how cool is that?!”)

You literally can’t see and clarify who they are. And when you pass them, staring so hard, trying to figure out who they are, they scold at you for not bowing 90degrees to greet them. WTF?! But the funny thing is that amongst them, they know exactly who is who. Now, how the heck do they do THAT. Trust me, if you line up 5 ladies exactly the same shape and height as my mom, dressed in their golf wear, even YOU wouldn’t be able to find my Korean mama.

Although, my irony in this whole story is that, even though they work so hard to cover themselves against the sun’s radiating glare, they are still black. God bless their hearts.