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  • On Sunday morning, I checked if I got everything in a packet after I finished helping to open my parent’s ice cream store. I started to pack up my stuff and got ready to head to the house. I quickly took out a key and started the car engine. When I arrived home, I parked a car inside the garage, and I was excited to have lunch. As soon as I opened the garage door, I heard my brother’s voice. I guessed he came home for the weekend. My brother, Wook, who is six years older than me, lives in Virginia but he often comes for the weekend to spend time with family. “Hi,” I said with a funny face and turned my back right away.

    I wanted to talk with him more, but I was so tired and hungry that I just went upstairs to find something to eat. I rushed to prepare a meal because I didn’t have much time. I had to grab a lunch as quickly as possible then take a shower and get ready to go to the church. When I was walking around the kitchen, my brother came to me and asked “If you have a time, can you do me a fav…” I cut him before he finished his sentence and started to frown, weep, and said “No! I’m eating right now, Wook. I really can’t..” I didn’t mean to yell at him but I was really pressed with my schedule, so I overreacted to him. I realized that I didn’t even listen carefully to what he asked me.

    Wook looked at me disappointedly and replied “I asked if you HAVE a time, will you be able to do me a favor?” As soon as I heard what he said, I felt annoyed. I said to myself, he is starting, again. He is always trying to teach me. Please just let me do what I need to do. Wook began to speak again, saying that I should listen to what other people say more carefully. He emphasized about ‘Listening Carefully’ and said “Don’t you often make a judgment about what other people say? Don’t you easily misunderstand about other people’s opinion? Don’t you recognize that you have made a conclusion by what you are thinking?” He continued “This is the reason why you got mad at me. You prematurely judged me. I was not going to force you to do me a favor. I was just wondering if you have some time to help me. If you didn’t have a time, you should have just told me that you need to do something else. Not only for this case, do not make judgments or conclusions in your imagination. Listen to people without any bias or interpretation.”

    I remained silent. Then I promised myself to listen carefully and never make the same mistake, again. I remembered when I was young, I had made several similar mistakes. As soon as I start to think about childhood, I recognized that I have still not solve this problem. I wonder why is this so hard for me?
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