In 2023, just two or three months after I first arrived in South Korea, I was working at an Indian restaurant called Perra 999. As a new international student, everything was still fresh and a little overwhelming โ the language, the culture, the people.
At that time, I didnโt know much Korean except one phrase: โAnnyeonghaseyoโ (Hello). But I was eager to learn, eager to connect.
In that restaurant, I didnโt just work in the kitchen or serve food in the hall โ I did a bit of everything. One day, I was on the ground floor near the self-service box where customers could use their coupons for free items. Thatโs when a Korean couple walked in.
Nervous, but determined to help them, I smiled and said the only Korean I knew:
โAnnyeonghaseyo!โ
Then I pointed to the coupon box and said,
โHere is coupon.โ
I didnโt expect much, but their faces lit up with happiness. They smiled so warmly, thanked me, and went on to enjoy their meal. I later gave them a discount as a kind gesture, and that small exchange made a connection I didnโt realize was growing.
A few days passed.
Then, one day while I was standing again on the ground floor, the same man from that couple came back โ but this time, not to eat.
He walked up to me and asked in English,
โAre you here for five months?โ
I replied, โYes.โ
Without another word, he walked away toward the nearby CU convenience store. A few minutes later, he returned with a bag full of ramen boxes, handed it to me, and said:
โThis is for you. A gift.โ
I was stunned. Completely speechless.
This wasnโt just a bag of food โ it was my first-ever gift from a Korean person. As a newcomer in a foreign land, that moment touched my heart deeply.
I thanked him sincerely, bowed, and returned to the restaurant. With excitement and gratitude, I opened the bag. So many ramen boxes โ not just for me, but enough to share. I handed some over to our chef inside. It felt amazing to receive and then give.
That day reminded me that kindness speaks all languages, even when we donโt know the words. A simple smile, a helping hand, a respectful gesture โ they can create bonds that go far beyond culture or language.
And to this day, Iโll never forget the feeling of receiving that first unexpected gift โ not just ramen, but a taste of human warmth in a foreign home.
In 2023, just two or three months after I first arrived in South Korea, I was working at an Indian restaurant called Perra 999. As a new international student, everything was still fresh and a little overwhelming โ the language, the culture, the people.
At that time, I didnโt know much Korean except one phrase: โAnnyeonghaseyoโ (Hello). But I was eager to learn, eager to connect.
In that restaurant, I didnโt just work in the kitchen or serve food in the hall โ I did a bit of everything. One day, I was on the ground floor near the self-service box where customers could use their coupons for free items. Thatโs when a Korean couple walked in.
Nervous, but determined to help them, I smiled and said the only Korean I knew:
โAnnyeonghaseyo!โ
Then I pointed to the coupon box and said,
โHere is coupon.โ
I didnโt expect much, but their faces lit up with happiness. They smiled so warmly, thanked me, and went on to enjoy their meal. I later gave them a discount as a kind gesture, and that small exchange made a connection I didnโt realize was growing.
A few days passed.
Then, one day while I was standing again on the ground floor, the same man from that couple came back โ but this time, not to eat.
He walked up to me and asked in English,
โAre you here for five months?โ
I replied, โYes.โ
Without another word, he walked away toward the nearby CU convenience store. A few minutes later, he returned with a bag full of ramen boxes, handed it to me, and said:
โThis is for you. A gift.โ
I was stunned. Completely speechless.
This wasnโt just a bag of food โ it was my first-ever gift from a Korean person. As a newcomer in a foreign land, that moment touched my heart deeply.
I thanked him sincerely, bowed, and returned to the restaurant. With excitement and gratitude, I opened the bag. So many ramen boxes โ not just for me, but enough to share. I handed some over to our chef inside. It felt amazing to receive and then give.
That day reminded me that kindness speaks all languages, even when we donโt know the words. A simple smile, a helping hand, a respectful gesture โ they can create bonds that go far beyond culture or language.
And to this day, Iโll never forget the feeling of receiving that first unexpected gift โ not just ramen, but a taste of human warmth in a foreign home.