> Coming to America

Saturday, January 31st, 2009

I remember arriving for the first time in the United States
many years ago. I landed at John F. Kennedy International
Airport, hardly speaking a word of English, coming to experience
a culture that was completely foreign to me. I planned to
meet a student of mine that was struggling to keep a center open
there, so I had packed a few thousand dollars in my suitcase to
assist him.

Shortly after I had retrieved my bag from the baggage claim,
I placed it on a cart and began to look for my student. All of a
sudden, a man was standing right in front of me with his face
close to mine, shouting something I didn’t understand. All I
knew how to say was, “What?! What?!” Before I knew what was
happening, I looked behind me and saw another man running
down the corridor with my bag in his hand. Before I could think
of what to do, both men had disappeared into the crowd.

Ilchi Lee, Brain Wave Vibration

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