Myeong Ok Lee from Korea I'm filled with childhood memories. I spent my childhood with my grandmother, who had four sons and three daughters. She was very kind and loyal to me. Whatever I wanted to do, she did it. When I was five years old, my grandmother, who was the best grandmother in the world, lived with my family. At the time, my father had a business, and my mother had to help him. That's why I had to spend all day long with my grandmother. My house, which was located in the middle of the quiet town, was big and had a big garden. I played with my grandmother under a shade tree, counting numbers and singing songs. One time when she went some place without telling me, I rebuked her. She really spoiled me because I was the youngest in the family. She treated me like a princess who was not well trained. I have another funny memory of her. She used to smoke cigarettes that she rolled herself in a piece of newspaper. When she was not home, I decided to try the same. I rolled a piece of newspaper without tobacco inside. Then I lit that roll and tried to smoke it. It burned quickly all the way up to my nose. I was so embarrassed. Even now, my family talks about that incident.
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