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Seven

Friday went quickly. Class lists were given out and we moved to the classrooms where we would be working after Chuseok. Kyonga was to be in Marilyn’s class and Sun-Hi was with Amos. I enjoyed getting to know the group I would be teaching. They were a friendly lot who were looking forward to the class and were prepared to work hard.

Marilyn came looking for me at morning tea time.

‘You won’t be joining us at Friday’s’ tonight I heard,’ she said.

‘Did Kyonga tell you?’

She nodded.

‘She told me this morning … something about meeting a girl who works in a factory where Sunny, her trainee, worked.’

I let Marilyn in on what we were doing and asked her if she would be coming to my place as usual on Saturday. She suggested that we meet later in the day and have some dinner in the city before going back to Myong-Ai’s.

‘I’m going house hunting in the afternoon. One of the teachers at my school offered to help me with that. He said I need to get my principal to write a letter to the Minister for Education recommending that I have a place of my own. If I have already found somewhere it will make the process quicker. He will help me draft a letter, too. The principal will take forever to get around to doing it otherwise, it seems.’

Kyonga drove straight from the institute to the office where Angela was working. Angela was expecting us, but we would go in together to invite her and the other office girl, Yuri, to join us for dinner, as if it was on the spur of the moment.

‘Won’t it seem odd if I come too?’ I said, feeling a bit awkward about it.

‘No. I’ve never been there before either,’ said Kyonga, ‘And we won’t stay long. It will seem natural that we were passing through and Sunny wanted to see her old friends.’

She went on to tell me that she was hoping to get the others involved with helping the factory workers. Angela’s former work-mates had already helped her and it would be good to foster that connection at that main branch of the company.

Sun-Hi introduced Kyonga and I to Angela. She was alone in the office, setting up folders, and told us that Sam was working at the other branch today, supervising the unloading of trucks. Yuri was in the manager’s office. Angela hugged Sunny and looked happy to meet us.

We didn’t want to interrupt their work for too long so Kyonga and I left Sunny to talk to her friends for a bit longer while we waited in the car. When Sunny re-joined us she said that both Yuri and Angela would be coming with us to the hotel for dinner.

‘There is a new manager now,’ Sunny said. ‘Yuri is busy reorganising his office with him. She came out to say hello but she couldn’t spend much time with me. This new manager, Mr Liu, is not as friendly as Mr Jiang was. I don’t think they like him much.’

When Angela joined us with Yuri, we headed for a hotel in the city. Yuri’s boyfriend, Ha-Neul, would meet us at the hotel for a drink but he had arranged to take Yuri to a relative’s place for dinner. They could only stay for a little while.

We found a corner to sit and have some drinks while we waited for Ha-Neul. Sunny was keen to catch up with Yuri and, while they were talking, Kyonga and I got to know Angela. She was pretty and looked younger than her twenty-three years. The recently formed scar on her face was noticeable and, like Kyonga, I worried that there must have been something bad happen to her, but she didn’t seem to want to talk about it. Kyonga noticed her embarrassment and changed the subject to the situation of her friends in the other branch.

Angela had not yet found out that Carmen, one of the friends she had met on the plane, had had an accident. She had caught her hand in machinery and lost a thumb and most of her index finger. Yuri hadn’t talked to Angela about it but she told Sunny what had happened while Angela talked with me and Kyonga. Their voices had become raised. Our conversation was interrupted.

‘You knew about this and you didn’t say anything.’ Sunny’s voice silenced everyone in the dining room. ‘Did you tell Angela … No! It didn’t matter … did it!’

Angela demanded to be told what this was about. ‘I thought things were going well for all of them. I never would have thought that something so horrible had happened,’ she said in shock.

Kyonga tried to calm her down.

‘Sunny knows how concerned you are about your friends, Angela, so she asked me to go with you to see if we can do anything.’

Yuri was very quiet. Kyonga asked her if she would be willing to help. She pointed out how terrible the conditions were for these workers but when she was asked what she thought she told them she didn’t want to be involved.

‘I know their lives are harder than ours, but it’s what they have chosen. It’s even harder in their own countries and they are glad of the chance to work here. We have studied hard to qualify for better jobs and careers. We can’t be responsible for everyone else.’ She looked as if she might cry. No one knew how to respond.

‘Besides, Linda was very kind to the Filipina who hurt her hand, even though they lost a lot of work time because she had been careless.’

Angela turned white. ‘You knew, all this time, but you didn’t even tell me,’ she said, trembling with rage.

Just then Ha-Neul approached the table. Sensing the tense situation, he introduced himself politely but he didn’t smile. Looking intently at Yuri he said, ‘We have to go.’

The other three sat, very subdued. ‘You understand I really want to help, don’t you?’ Kyonga looked directly at Angela, who nodded.

‘It’s disappointing that Yuri won’t help us,’ said Kyonga, ‘but it’s understandable. She doesn’t want trouble at work and she hasn’t seen how bad things can be for these women. I hope she might change her mind – I hope her boyfriend does too. We need more men to help the male migrant workers. There are so many of them as well.’

‘Sam?’ murmured Sunny.

‘Sam Choi works with us in the office,’ explained Angela. ‘He has already helped me once to contact my friends. He would have come tonight but he has to work.’

‘Let’s just take things one step at a time,’ said Kyonga. ‘We have to make plans for Sunday. The three of us could go separately to the gate and collect some of your friends, Angela, and we can all take a bus to my parents’ home. They can have a meal there and talk freely about how we can help.’

Angela smiled. It was such a relief for her to have somebody helping.

‘I’ll come for you both in the car. Each of you can collect just a couple of the women at a time so we don’t attract attention. I’ll leave the car parked near the factory and we’ll take buses to my parents’ house and talk about how we can help,’ said Kyonga.

‘Is all this pretence necessary? I thought we would just go to the gate and wait for all of them,’ Angela said.

I tended to agree with her but Kyonga said, ‘Just bear with me. We want to avoid trouble. If groups of workers are seen to be meeting in an organised way, especially with outsiders, they invite suspicion and could be refused permission to leave. There are still laws in force since the war. The ten o’clock curfew is one. Factory owners are also wary of unauthorised gatherings, although that is not often enforced these days.’

We left after a light meal. Kyonga took me home first since I lived so close to the city. I wondered if there was anything I should do to help.

‘Wait until after Chuseok; there’s not much any of us can do until then apart from finding out what needs to be done. But if you want to join us after that I really would appreciate it,’ Kyonga said as she let me out at my apartment gate.