"I Want to Be a Testimony of Hope" 23rd Anniversary Special Edition
A book that is like an alter ego of Dr. Seo Jin-gyu, who has planted seeds of hope for countless people!

To those who are desperate and lost
Again, a sign of hope.

The author's preface added after 23 years!
Towards the young spirit that wants to challenge its own walls
Again, the coordinates are given.

This book is a documentary of dreams and challenges, and an autobiographical story.
Seo Jin-gyu broke through the walls blocking him until the 'light of hope' that had been burning at the lowest point of his life finally became 'evidence of hope.'
For him, the wall was a door leading to his dream, a challenge rather than an obstacle on the way to his dream.
His achievements may not have been that great, but his life was full of challenges as he did not settle for the given reality and challenged himself to achieve his dreams.
As a soldier, a scholar, and a mother, she was a living testimony to hope, and this inspiring life will serve as a wonderful model for all who consider the future.
It will also be a book that provides guidance to young minds who want to challenge their own walls.

After the publication of 『I Want to Become Evidence of Hope』, author Seo Jin-gyu added a preface to the 23rd anniversary special edition of 『I Want to Become Evidence of Hope Again』, which includes his thoughts on publishing the special edition and a message of hope from the author.
After publishing his book, Seo Jin-gyu worked as a motivational speaker, spreading messages of hope to many people through broadcasts and lectures.
Since then, she has published 『Living as a Dreaming Mother』, 『Hope Class』, and 『Seo Jin-gyu's Hope』, spreading courage and hope to many people.
What is the 'message of hope' that Seo Jin-gyu 'again' delivers to those who are going through an uncertain and dark turbulent time?
Just reading the author's preface alone will tell us why we should listen to Seo Jin-gyu's message 'again.'

The journey of this book was beauty itself.
As I wrote in the epilogue, this book was not born by accident.
He went around on my behalf, sowing seeds of hope and leaving behind evidence of hope.
--- p.8

I still feel so sorry and sad for that poor child, the one who used to do laundry by the stream.
Even now, whenever I'm having a hard time, I think of that child.
That poor child, the child I was trying to save at all costs, if I fell now, I would be abandoning that child, so I had no choice but to get back up.
I hope you don't abandon the child within you.
If you're from a dirt spoon like me (I'm not dirt, I'm a spoon from the mud floor), you're pitiful, you're so pitiful.
You should be able to afford to buy and eat beef comfortably in your life.
--- p.10

Life is like that too.
Depending on how you view the given reality, each person's life will change significantly.
Those who see life as a happy thing become happy.
But those who see life as unhappy are destined to become unhappy.
How we view life and what kind of life we ​​choose to lead are largely up to the individual.
--- p.34

But then I realized.
My life is not yet complete, but I know that it can be a 'proof of possibility', no, a 'proof of hope', to those younger than me, to those who are living more difficult lives than me.
That's right.
That's what I've been dreaming of.
That's what I wanted to achieve.
I wanted to be a beacon of hope to those who, like me before, were in despair, to those who were about to give up hope, to those who lived without hope.
--- p.38~39

Both palmistry and prenatal dreams are probably superstitions that cannot be scientifically proven.
However, for growing children, palmistry and dreams have an incredible power that no science can stop.
I once heard this story from a scholar.
The idea was to deliberately create good dreams and tell them to the children.
"You have such good prenatal dreams, so you will definitely grow up to be a great person." These words give children the strength to believe in themselves.
The power to believe in yourself is the greatest energy that guides life.
It becomes the basis for not abandoning oneself even in moments of despair and frustration.
--- p.
59

'How can you sit like this?
What the hell am I supposed to look like?
Although I was poor, I was class president and an honor student in high school.
I had hope… … Is this the end of my fate?'
--- p.74

Tuition was a significant burden, but I wanted to live with hope, even if it meant not having to buy clothes and eating a little less.
I was willing to make that kind of investment to rekindle my light of hope.
Oh my goodness, what can compare to the despair of living without hope?
--- p.85

As I continued to have conversations with myself, I rediscovered the power of courage and hope.
I learned how to convince myself.
Self-rationalization in a good sense, not a bad one.
That's when I realized.
The hardest thing to convince in the world is yourself, but once you come to an agreement with yourself, you become the most powerful force.
When I tell people to believe in themselves and follow themselves, I mean the self that has been agreed upon through conversation.
--- p.98

My English skills were such that it took me six hours to read one chapter of a textbook.
People said that even if you come across unfamiliar words, you will be able to understand the context as you read, but that only applies to people with a certain level of English proficiency.
For me, who didn't know more than two-thirds of the words, it was impossible to understand the context.
--- p.122

My husband's violence instantly tore away the veil of love that had been covering my eyes.
Everything was clearly visible.
My reality was absurd.
I could clearly see the miserable state of my dreams and hopes, abandoned by my blind self and withering away in a corner.
--- p.141

My grandmother was also a beauty that everyone admired.
I couldn't be more envious of the sight of a couple leaving the house in suits to attend a party.
Was it a premonition?
My gaze of admiration and longing was directed not at my aunt, but at my uncle.
The idea of ​​a wife sharing in her husband's achievements seemed to me to have little appeal or value.
I wanted to challenge my dream with my own strength.
--- p.148~149

People who think that what they do is just for survival will never achieve great things.
Work should have greater meaning.
Even if it is not for the world or humanity, we need to have an attitude of working for society and our neighbors.
Then your attitude towards work will change.
The moment you feel like you're working for a greater purpose, work becomes fun and exciting.
I become more focused on my work.
Anything you put your mind to has a very high chance of success.
This is when a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction in work arises.
--- p.172

At that moment, I realized something new.
Don't be discouraged if you fail at one thing.
That failure may be a detour to greater success.
Look high and far.' In the fall of 1980, I left for Fort Benning, Georgia, where Officer Candidate School was located.
Seong-ah, who was four years old, and Seong-wook, who was two years old, were left in the care of their mother-in-law.
--- p.182

When many Korean military commanders praised me and said that I was incomparably superior to other Korean women, I began to wonder if the deep-rooted male superiority and female inferiority among Korean men might only apply to Korean women.
Of course, I am a Korean woman, but my status as a US military officer may have had the effect of obscuring that.
When I was a wig factory worker, how would they have treated me if they had met me? How many women in this land are withering in frustration and sighs, deprived of opportunities?
--- p.219

My father ended his life as a wanderer in the arms of his beloved granddaughter, who had always been sad and affectionate.
“……Like a wandering star that wanders to bloom a single cloud flower, like the star in my heart, I will become a star in the sky and shine forever.” I was my father’s cloud flower.
--- p.259

Dreams, until they come true, treat the dreamer harshly.
To dream is to be prepared to die.
From the church spires on Harvard's campus, bells ring like heavenly blessings.
Anyone, even just one person.
I want to be a beacon of hope.

--- p.339