Dear Ji-ho,
Today was a rare and wonderful day in Pyongyang—it snowed enough for sledding! You know how unusual that is here, so when the hills were finally covered in white, we grabbed whatever we could—sleds, old boards, even a piece of cardboard—and ran outside.
The kids had the time of their lives! They raced down the little hill, laughing so hard I thought they’d roll off their sleds. Every time they reached the bottom, they ran back up, eager for another ride. And, honestly? We parents had just as much fun watching them as they did sliding.
For a few hours, there were no worries—just pure joy, cold noses, and rosy cheeks. It felt like one of those perfect days that you wish could last forever. I wish you had been here to see it! Maybe next time, we’ll have enough snow again, and you can join us. Bring your best sled—or at least a sturdy piece of wood!
Sending warm hugs from a cold and happy Pyongyang,
Your sister, Min-ji
Your sister