A Fall Scarecrow Reminds Us of the True Spirit of Chuseok

I want to forget about worry, agony and complicated matters, and just look at the clear sky for a moment. I wish that men and women, young and old, from South and North, would think about others looking at ears of rice which are getting ripe in front of a scarecrow under autumn sunshine. I have a dream in which we all become one with the fullness of Chuseok.

Byoung-Ki Kang arche@donga.com