Dear Mom,
We’re on the train, and I have to tell you about Grandpa! He brought his guitar, and now he’s playing and singing for everyone. It’s like a little concert on wheels! People are clapping, smiling, and even singing along. I’ve never seen so many happy faces in one place.
Grandpa is the best. I feel so lucky to be on vacation with him. He always knows how to make people laugh and enjoy the moment. Watching him play makes me so proud—he’s not just my grandpa, he’s a rock star!
I can’t wait to tell you all about our trip when we get back. I hope you’re doing well. Give Dad a hug for me!
Love,
Soo-mi
Here is his song
"Golden Fields of Home"
Oh, the golden fields so wide,
Stretching far on every side.
Under sun and sky so bright,
Rice grows strong from morning light.
Work together, hearts so true,
Hands in soil, the sky so blue.
Through the seasons, near and far,
Rice will shine like golden stars.
Raindrops dance on leaves so green,
Flowing streams keep paddies clean.
With each harvest, joy we share,
For our land beyond compare.
Work together, hearts so true,
Hands in soil, the sky so blue.
Through the seasons, near and far,
Rice will shine like golden stars.
With our strength and love so deep,
For our land, the crops we keep.
From these fields our future grows,
Like the wind, our spirit flows.