The world of fairytales from my innocent childhood

still coexists with this world.

But because the speed of the two worlds is so different

We can only meet the fantasies from the fairytales

when the two worlds coincidentally meet.

What is the key that can bring back the fairytales?

It is now the last day of finals in my junior year.

I was so used to my busy life.

Like the scenery from a bullet train,

my fast paced life has left barley anything for me to look behind and appreciate.

Even inside the rapidly moving subway,

everyone is running their own races.

I wanted to escape from this, even for a moment.

So I closed the chapter

and side – tracked myself from the everlasting track in front of me.

Let it go, let it go

Can't hold it back any more

Let it go, let it go

Turn away and slam the door

I don't care what they're going to say

Let the storm rage on,

the cold never bothered me anyway

It's funny how some distance

Makes everything seem small

And the fears that once controlled me

Can't get to me at all

It's time to see what I can do

To test the limits and break through

No right, no wrong, no rules for me

I'm free

Let it go, let it go

I am one with the wind and sky

Let it go, let it go

You'll never see me cry

Here I stand

And here I stay

Let the storm rage on

My power flurries through the air into the ground

My soul is spiraling in frozen fractals all around

And one thought crystalizes like an icy blast

I'm never going back,

The past is in the past

Let it go, let it go

When I'll rise like the break of dawn

Let it go, let it go

That perfect girl is gone

Here I stand

in the light of day

Let the storm rage on,

The cold never bothered me anyway

When have I felt like this before?

That familiar feeling.

I felt free from the things that suppressed me.

A magical moment in everyday life.

Thanks to it, the ordinary road felt extraordinary.

What a strange day.

It is the day of the most important final exam,

but I'm feeling different than usual. Relaxed.

Cold concrete walls,

the usual scenery.

But it still feels odd

because I keep thinking that I have forgotten something.

Please put everything away.

Start passing it to the back.

- Write an article interviewing yourself after achieving your dream in 10 years. (30 pts) -

You guys have worked hard for this semester.

Today, you will write an essay based on your knowledge.

I don't want you to study like a robot and to just get a job.

I've seen so many 4.5 perfect GPA.

It breaks my heart to wonder what kind of things students had to sacrifice in order to earn these scores.

'That made things really blue.'

'Today is our last art class.'

'I'd prefer you being smart yet glowing with dreams.'

'This is your last homework.'

'Figure out what a glowing person looks like.'

- Final art class - - Light -

See you!

When I was little, I had a lot of dolls at my house.

Out of those, the pink rabbit was my favorite.

I felt as if the pink rabbit was really alive.

So, whenever I came home home from school

I gave the pink rabbit a hug before I started unpacking my school bag.

I believed that just like the fairy tales that my mom used to read to me

my dolls would come to life while I was asleep.

Whenever one of my dolls would become ripped, I would take it to my mom saying that my doll was sick.

My mom would then look at me lovingly and remind me to take good care of my doll friends.

It's been twenty years and although I do not remember everything about day

I still hate the color red.

In the remaining fragments of memory

the sky was unusually bright

and the shadow on our house's door was unusually dark.

As soon as I walked in, I saw that my house was covered in red seizure stickers

and I could instinctively tell that these red papers were bad.

Sharp noises.

The agitated conversation between my parents behind the closed door

and the wave of red that engulfed the house

remained a trauma.

Soon after, I erased the image of Santa Claus

and the living rabbit doll from my mind.

Our family moved to a small one-room house

and before we moved, we had to throw a lot of things away.

Naturally, the first things to be disposed of were the useless items

and my mom threw away my stuffed animals before anything else.

Looking back, it was a logical thing for my mom to do

But to the young me, it came as a shock.

My mom had taught me about fantasies by reading fairy tales to me.

Yet, when hit by reality, the first thing that my mom threw away were those very fantasies.

I realized then

that when people are in trouble they will let go of the intangible things,

such as feelings and dreams

before letting go of the tangible.

My childhood that had been filled with innocence and the

dreams that I had so confidently written down soon became a part of my forgotten memories.

I am now a high school student facing college admissions.

The only place in which I can

Escape from the constant pressure and evaluations is art class.

But today is the last day of art class.

Because the school decided that art was irrelevant in terms of college prep.

Will there be anything left if I continue to work towards 'success'?

Hello class.

Hello

Can I have your attention please?

Are you guys all tired from studying?

Yes.

As you guys already know, today is the last day of art class.

I'm really proud of all of you for how smart you have become.

But my hope is that all of my students would not only be smart

but also be students radiating of dreams and passion.

It saddens me to see students losing their light

overwhelmed from the pressure to be 'properly educated'.

Light

This is your final assignment for this class.

I want you guys to find a moment in your lives in which you shone the most brightly

and find the true meaning of a 'brightly shining person'.

The due date is…

Before graduation!

Come on guys. You guys know that since today is the last day, I won't have time to check the homework.

This assignment won't be graded.

This assignment won't be graded.

But keep in mind that those who find the answer to this assignment

will have their eyes opened to a different world.

Whether you actually complete the homework is up to you, but I highly recommend doing it.

Wow. Look at this reaction. Is this all you guys have learned in high school, how to improve your teacher's mood?

Good luck in college everyone! Class is dismissed.

- Final art class - - Light -

Even now, that speech sends shivers down my spine.

I instinctively felt that I would be able to discover something amazing

and I became determined to complete the assignment.

When in life did I shine the most brightly?

The day after my mom threw all of my dolls away

I searched around the town for my doll

but I was only able to find the pink rabbit.

By the time I went back home, the sky had exploded with color with the setting of the sun.

When my mom saw me walking home, crying and dragging the pink rabbit behind me

her facial expression was the saddest that I had ever seen.

Once I saw the pink rabbit seated in the small house

I sensed something different.

This pink rabbit was now nothing but a burden in our house.

It was no longer a friend, but a bunch of cotton produced from a factory.

And it was therefore an easily disposable item.

If the pink rabbit really had been alive

I knew that my mom would not have sacrificed it first.

When I went back to my room to search for the time in which I shone the most brightly

I discovered my old friend

torn apart just like my childhood scars.

I then became certain

The way in which I perceived the doll

a time of both innocence and pain

the familiar old scent of the doll

a time in which I believed in the fantasies and found happiness in the small moments of life

That was when I had shined the brightest.

I had completed the first part of my assignment but I still needed to finish the other half.

I then began making frequent trips to the art room, searching for the true meaning of a brightly shining person.

Since there were no more art classes

I had the room all to myself and I began to make it my own.

Whenever I became frustrated, I would go to the room and think about the answer to the second assignment

During those times, I felt free.

Time passed and the day of the final college examination arrived.

I had spent my days with no particular goal in mind and I felt depressed about my future.

Once again, I visited the art room,

still searching for the definition of a brightly shining person.

Look at the moon

Isn't it majestic?

This is my secret room

My only place of refuge

A time for myself

There is so much they ask from me

School is always the biggest priority

I got a higher grade on my test!

But

I want a life for me

The special doll that I met

In the fairy tales from my childhood

You loved me unconditionally

A time when you and I

Spent time together

Without any worries

Was I shining then?

What does it mean to be a brightly shining person?

If I find the meaning, will a different life appear before me?

I'm going to find it

I will find it

Regardless of how long it takes

I'm going to find the answer

I've lived a life set by the standards of others

But I will now start discovering myself

Not what others want

but what I choose

The thing that I truly want

I want

to be a brightly shining person

Even when the college examination ended,

I still did not know the answer to the assignment.

I will be back with the answer.

The memory I have forgotten for many years,

The last problem I could not solve, all came back to me.

Remember, the center of the world is you.

My hope is, instead of doing what everyone else is doing,

you will find the dream that you truly want.

Hope you are a person with the best life rather than the best GPA.

And now, good luck on your exam.

The blank canvas that could not be filled

Teacher, I came to this good university as you said,

But what was I doing all this time?

If I had understood the meaning behind “going to a college does not mean everything”.

If had realized what the “brightly shining person” truly meant.

Would I be living a different life?

I'm not too late, am I?

You haven't changed.

A time when I shone the most brightly

In a life in which nothing seemed to work out

It took a long time

But I have found the answer

And now everything is clear

Why did I not know this before?

A time in which I shine brightly

And at last, I see the light

A heart with pure faith

Such a heart