{"product_id":"153221","title":"A Humanist's June 25th ","description":"\u003ccenter\u003e\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center\"\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/tmgdisk01.cafe24.com\/images\/vs\/4172\/sv\/WQt5mXQ7sx9OSnoj4HTw2F.png?v=1764958300\" style=\"max-width:100%;max-height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\u003ccenter\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"width:95%\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:center;font-size:30px;font-weight:bolder;line-height:1.6em\"\u003e A Humanist's June 25th \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"border-bottom:1px;border-bottom-style:dotted;border-color:;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable align=\"center\" width=\"100%\"\u003e\u003ctbody style=\"border:0px\"\u003e\n\n\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd align=\"center\" style=\"line-height:1.2em;text-align:center;font-size:18px;color:black;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:20px;\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\n\n\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"text-align:center\"\u003e\u003cimg src=\"https:\/\/image.yes24.com\/goods\/42699148\/XL\" style=\"max-width:100%;height:auto\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\n\n\n\u003c\/tbody\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003ccenter\u003e\u003ctable\u003e\u003ctr\u003e\u003ctd style=\"height:10px\"\u003e\u003c\/td\u003e\u003c\/tr\u003e\u003c\/table\u003e\u003c\/center\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"width:95%;{split_style6}padding-top:20px;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:left;font-size:16px;font-weight:bold;padding-bottom:20px\"\u003e Description \u003c\/div\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv style=\"text-align:left;word-break:break-all;font-size:14px;line-height:1.6em;\"\u003e\n\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eBook Introduction\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e \u003cb\u003eNo one's life is special in the face of history.\u003cbr\u003e Everyone's life is connected to history through 'his own specialness'.\u003cbr\u003e\u003c\/b\u003e\u003cbr\u003e This book, which begins on June 25, 1950, when the war broke out, and covers the period before and after the armistice, is a 'chronicle of the 1950s' that records the whirlwind of time, from the refugee journey across the Han River on foot, to school life in a tent school, and college days that started in Busan and moved to Dongsoong-dong. It is also a long and arduous, but beautiful and warm experiential historical record of the 6.25 Korean War, in which a child who lived through the chaotic 'emergency period' of the Republic of Korea, when fire rained down from the sky, grew into an adult over the course of 20 years.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e 'I crawled across the Hantangang Bridge when I was thirteen.' \u003cbr\u003eThe 1950s, a time of transition from girlhood to womanhood, delicately restores the tragicomedy of the Korean War, a period we often overlook.\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e A vivid recollection of the Dongsoong-dong College of Liberal Arts and Sciences at Seoul National University, a time of ruin in the 1950s, when the teachers who laid the foundation for Korean intellectual history and the vitality of scholarship were burgeoning.\u003cbr\u003e 3.\u003cbr\u003e A personal chronicle of the Korean War and youth in the 1950s, containing the personal confessions of Kang In-sook, a literary critic and director of the Youngin Literature Museum, who lived her entire life in the shadow of Lee Eo-ryeong, the classmate and lover of Lee Eo-ryeong, the \"intellectual of the times.\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eindex\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e Prologue: A Chronicle of the 1950s - From the Korean War to the Armistice\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ⅰ 6.25 Story\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e We moved that day\u003cbr\u003e * On the way to the riverside… June 25, 1950\u003cbr\u003e * Air combat\u003cbr\u003e * Modern countries\u003cbr\u003e * A guest who came at night\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e The Bundang-ri in my head is... June 28th - early July\u003cbr\u003e * Unidentified explosion sound\u003cbr\u003e * News of UN forces' participation in the war\u003cbr\u003e * Han River crossing acrobatics\u003cbr\u003e * Watermelon from someone else's field\u003cbr\u003e * Battle of Jeongjari \u003cbr\u003e* Enemy using the same language\u003cbr\u003e * The Bundang-ri I saw at that time\u003cbr\u003e * The plane trees on Wonhyo-ro that day\u003cbr\u003e 3.\u003cbr\u003e Blackout season… June 25th – September 28th\u003cbr\u003e * That summer's heat\u003cbr\u003e * Burning City\u003cbr\u003e 4.\u003cbr\u003e The national anthem changed every three months\u003cbr\u003e * Nationality changes in three days\u003cbr\u003e * Hide people\u003cbr\u003e * Shadow of the translator\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ⅱ 1.4 Retreat … … January 3-22, 1951 Seoul–Gunsan\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e Evacuation route\u003cbr\u003e * Crossing the Han River on foot… January 3, 1951\u003cbr\u003e * Diaspora … … January 4, 1951\u003cbr\u003e * The suffering of those who have gone before\u003cbr\u003e * Sohan Day… January 5, 1951\u003cbr\u003e * Oga's Night\u003cbr\u003e * A cart full of blood\u003cbr\u003e * Hongseong 3rd Dynasty\u003cbr\u003e - The meaning of order\u003cbr\u003e - A reunion of separated families\u003cbr\u003e - Handcart\u003cbr\u003e * Inhaejeontak Sanjo\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ⅲ. The special features of Busan, the temporary capital\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e Busan pointillism\u003cbr\u003e * Skirt with rain\u003cbr\u003e * Seo Min-ho incident… May 1952\u003cbr\u003e * Marian Anderson … … Summer 1952\u003cbr\u003e * Moonlit night in Silla… … Chuseok, 1952\u003cbr\u003e * Currency reform… February 1953\u003cbr\u003e * Priority of evacuation packages\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e \"Hyangsu-dong\" (novel)\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ⅳ My Freshman Years… …1952\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1. \u003cbr\u003eGudeoksan Campus\u003cbr\u003e * Long, long vacation\u003cbr\u003e * Tent classroom at the foot of the mountain\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e Coeducational - Parallel Pooley\u003cbr\u003e 3.\u003cbr\u003e ocean\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e V My Dongsoong-dong Days… October 1953 – March 1956\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e June 25th at the boarding house\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e Dongsoong-dong Campus\u003cbr\u003e * The relaxed atmosphere of the campus\u003cbr\u003e * Monsieur and Mademoiselle\u003cbr\u003e * part time job\u003cbr\u003e 3.\u003cbr\u003e Campus Couple\u003cbr\u003e * The meaning of a long vacation\u003cbr\u003e * Toy play\u003cbr\u003e * 50s style love\u003cbr\u003e * Accompanying the writer\u003cbr\u003e * Oh! Season, Castle!\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Ⅵ The College of Liberal Arts during the Dongsoong-dong era\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e Department of Korean Literature\u003cbr\u003e * Our Private Library - Professor Jeong Byeong-uk\u003cbr\u003e * A gentleman with a Western appearance - Mr. Jeon Gwang-yong\u003cbr\u003e * Passionate Mountaineer - Mr. Lee Seung-nyeong\u003cbr\u003e * Dusi Eonhae and Yangju-dong teacher\u003cbr\u003e * A sumptuous meal at the home of Mr. Ilseok\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e French literature department\u003cbr\u003e 3.\u003cbr\u003e English Department\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Epilogue: Building a House with Earth\u003cbr\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003eInto the book\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e The most mysterious of these was what happened on the Han River Bridge in the distance.\u003cbr\u003e Many cars were moving south. \u003cbr\u003eHowever, when you reach a certain point in the middle of the bridge, the headlights turn off as if by appointment.\u003cbr\u003e The lights went out cleanly, like a film cut, and then went out again, and then went out again······.\u003cbr\u003e To the south there was only darkness.\u003cbr\u003e If you divide the bridge in half, on the right side, cars with their headlights on are constantly approaching, while on the left side, where the lights go out, is shrouded in pitch-black darkness.\u003cbr\u003e I couldn't guess what was going on.\u003cbr\u003e Vehicles continued to pour in as the government withdrew.\u003cbr\u003e So the headlights, when they reached the stop line, would go off and on all night long. \u003cbr\u003e(······) The explosion I heard last night was the sound of a railway bridge being blown up, and the headlights going off and on repeatedly meant that cars that were speeding by, unaware that the bridge had been blown up, were crashing into the Han River one by one.\u003cbr\u003e How many living beings must have drowned if this happened all night long?\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"Unidentified Explosion\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e They were speaking in the Hamgyong dialect.\u003cbr\u003e It's the first time I've heard the dialect of Sunjong's hometown in five years.\u003cbr\u003e The moment I was about to strike up a conversation with them, I realized they were the People's Army soldiers who had just been fighting and killing our troops.\u003cbr\u003e So they are the enemy.\u003cbr\u003e A chill ran down my spine and I felt like my breath was taken away.\u003cbr\u003e It wasn't because the people in front of me were threatening or scary.\u003cbr\u003e They weren't scared at all.\u003cbr\u003e Because most of them were child soldiers. \u003cbr\u003eBoys my age were washing their faces and splashing each other with their shirts off, looking as immature as high school students who had come to play in the water.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"Enemies Who Speak the Same Language\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e In that disaster-stricken village where even the willow trees planted on the new road were burning and leaking pus, there was a part that miraculously remained unburned.\u003cbr\u003e It was a kimchi storage jar.\u003cbr\u003e (······)\u003cbr\u003e What was bubbling in the poison was not sadness, but anger.\u003cbr\u003e It seemed as if the jars in every house were seething with anger and protesting.\u003cbr\u003e It seemed as if the jars were hurling curses at the sky.\u003cbr\u003e It was a scene where even the god of the earth was angry and bursting into rage.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"The Bundang-ri I saw at that time\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e My nationality changed in three days.\u003cbr\u003e The citizens of the Republic of Korea have become citizens of the People's Republic. \u003cbr\u003eBefore people could even comprehend what was happening, they were faced with a war that fell like a bolt from the blue.\u003cbr\u003e (······)\u003cbr\u003e Yet, daily life has definitely changed.\u003cbr\u003e The Occupied Territory Manual came into existence on its own.\u003cbr\u003e People start wearing shabby clothes without anyone telling them to.\u003cbr\u003e I hide the lipstick I put on my lips and am careful not to let the smell of delicious food get to my lips.\u003cbr\u003e Remove books with right-wing views from the bookshelves.\u003cbr\u003e Also, delete any photos of your son or husband in official or military uniform.\u003cbr\u003e After throwing away everything they once cherished, people feel depressed, as if everything that made life enjoyable has been reduced to the category of sin.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"Changing Nationality in Three Days\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e War made people shameless in that way. \u003cbr\u003eThose who survived in the shadow of the collaborator betrayed the person who helped them because they were only concerned about their own survival.\u003cbr\u003e With the regime changing again, how many times must similar incidents have occurred on the other side? With four changes of ruler every three months, intertwined in such a strange way, and going through hell together, everyone's hands became dirty.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"The Shadow of the Collaborator\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Because only the classroom floor was leveled, there were places where a slope was right in front of you when you opened the door and went out.\u003cbr\u003e Because there was no money, the entire school site could not be leveled, so the classrooms were built by tamping down only the areas where the buildings would be built, and they were barely attached to the hillside, and the direction of the classrooms varied depending on the terrain.\u003cbr\u003e The slope outside the classroom was covered with mud the thickness of rice cakes.\u003cbr\u003e After it rained, it stuck to the bottom of my shoes every time I walked. \u003cbr\u003eI had to shake my legs every time I moved to shake off the mud from my shoes before I could walk.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e (······) The mud floor, which stuck to the ground every time you moved even after shaking it off, was the karma of the refugee school that had been hastily built on the steep mountainside.\u003cbr\u003e “Damn it! I really like it when money clings to me like this!”\u003cbr\u003e When a hungry-looking male student lamented like that, the female students, who had mud soles on their shoes and were an inch taller, held their waists and laughed despite the situation.\u003cbr\u003e The country reduced the number of students in exchange for giving male students special military service privileges, so there were more female students that year.\u003cbr\u003e There were six female students in the Korean Literature Department alone.\u003cbr\u003e So, on the slopes of Gudeoksan Mountain covered with mud, the laughter of girls could often be heard.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"The Tent Classroom at the Foot of the Mountain\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Our college life, which began in 1952, began in chaos. \u003cbr\u003eThe temporary school building built at the foot of Gudeoksan Mountain was a tent building that had to suspend classes when the strong winds and rain from the port blew.\u003cbr\u003e Family life in the shantytown, which had no running water or toilets, was also a mess.\u003cbr\u003e The city was not functioning properly because shacks were lined up on both sides of the street.\u003cbr\u003e The war broke out just two years after the government was established, so both politics and the economy were in disarray.\u003cbr\u003e The chaotic world was covered in khaki.\u003cbr\u003e ---From \"June 25th at the Boarding House\"\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The fun of being a college freshman is being able to witness the growth and development of your classmates from up close.\u003cbr\u003e Watching others shed their high school image and transition into college students helps me refine my own image.\u003cbr\u003e Having lived through only emergencies, our generation never had the opportunity to develop an eye for what suits them until they were twenty. \u003cbr\u003eThe Japanese colonial period was a time of emergency, and after liberation, we went through a long period of school uniforms, so it was only after entering university that I had to try to find a style that suited me.\u003cbr\u003e\n\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e ---From \"The Meaning of a Long Vacation\"\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cbr\u003e\u003cdiv\u003e\u003ch5\u003e \u003cb\u003ePublisher's Review\u003c\/b\u003e\n\u003c\/h5\u003e\u003c\/div\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e\n\u003cdiv\u003e No one's life is special in the face of history.\u003cbr\u003e Everyone's life is connected to history through 'his own specialness'.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e There is an average in the lives of ordinary people.\u003cbr\u003e Because there is an order that supports universal life.\u003cbr\u003e In an emergency, there is no such thing.\u003cbr\u003e Society is fragmented, order is collapsing, and tomorrow's survival is threatened.\u003cbr\u003e In such times, humans are largely left standing alone.\u003cbr\u003e So each person has their own experience.\u003cbr\u003e I crawled across the Hantangang Bridge when I was thirteen.\u003cbr\u003e (···) I could not forget my own emergency experience during that period. \u003cbr\u003eIt wasn't something that was catastrophically tragic, but it wasn't something that everyone experienced either.\u003cbr\u003e However, that doesn't mean I was the only one who suffered this disaster.\u003cbr\u003e My experience was connected to a group of people who had chosen to abandon everything and come south, to middle school students who had never learned Korean history because they had no textbooks, and to sickly and sensitive girls going through puberty during wartime.\u003cbr\u003e The most personal stories were intertwined with the stories of many other people.\u003cbr\u003e (From the prologue, 'Chronicle of the 1950s')\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 1.\u003cbr\u003e 'I crawled across the Hantangang Bridge when I was thirteen.'\u003cbr\u003e Living from a girl to a woman in the 1950s,\u003cbr\u003e A delicate restoration of another tragicomedy of the Korean War, which we have overlooked.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “We were like those flower trees on the battlefield.\u003cbr\u003e I became mature too early,  \u003cbr\u003eChildren who have become mentally deformed because they cannot properly grow up to be adults.\u003cbr\u003e “We graduated from puberty early and the aftereffects still remain with us.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e This book is a record of the author's delicate and sensitive portrayal of the human-filled world of life amidst the chaos of the 1950s, breaking away from the rigid historical and social flow of previous memoirs of the Korean War.\u003cbr\u003e The first thing that comes to mind when we think of the Korean War is the acrid sound of shells filling the battlefield and the bloody battle between the South Korean and North Korean soldiers with guns, but in the end, this was also a time when people lived.\u003cbr\u003e The author tells the story of the Korean War, a story that only a woman who lived through the 1950s can tell, a story we have never heard before.\u003cbr\u003e The dialects, recipes, clothing, and house structures that he experienced while fleeing throughout Jeolla and Gyeongsang provinces are the stories of people's lives in and outside of his hometown. \u003cbr\u003eIt contains not only the way of life, but also the priorities of various lives seen as refugee bundles, the hearts of women read from the hems of their skirts, and the first experience of co-ed school life at the foot of Gudeoksan Mountain in Busan.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 2.\u003cbr\u003e The teachers of the era that laid the foundation for Korean intellectual history in the ruins of the 1950s\u003cbr\u003e A vivid recollection of the Dongsoong-dong College of Liberal Arts and Sciences at Seoul National University, where the vitality for academics was burgeoning.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “A generation that welcomed its youth on a pile of rubble in ruins······.\u003cbr\u003e (···)\u003cbr\u003e Poems that sing of the moon and the wind, poems that sing of the state of a fairy living leisurely in the embrace of nature\u003cbr\u003e It was so far from our reality.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e We were the inhabitants of Pompeii, with fire pouring down from the sky and nowhere to run or even a cave to hide in.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e So, I couldn't empathize with the poem unless it was a scream that was spit out like blood in despair.”\u003cbr\u003e \u003cbr\u003eThe generation that 'stole books' from empty houses they stopped by on their way to refuge, reading whatever they could find, and reading in the dark to avoid blackouts until they lost their eyesight - they are the students of the 1950s.\u003cbr\u003e Even in these tense times, when people were desperately trying to save their lives, students thirsty for knowledge took notes by hand, creating textbooks, and waited patiently for their turn to borrow books.\u003cbr\u003e For students embarking on an intellectual journey on dry soil, the teachers on campus were like a spring of water.\u003cbr\u003e The episodes from Dongsung-dong, which allow us to feel the deep affection, exchanges, and human aspects shared between students by the great scholars who left their mark on Korean intellectual history, evoke the image of the foundation of our scholarship being laid amidst the ruins. \u003cbr\u003eFrom Professor Jeong Byeong-uk, who became a private library for students wandering around looking for something to study, to Professor Lee Seung-nyeong, a pioneer of modern Korean language studies, Professor Yang Ju-dong, a free-spirited genius, Professor Jeon Gwang-yong, who wrote 『Kkeoppi-tan Lee』, Professor Son Woo-seong and Kim Boong-gu of the French Literature Department, and Professors Ko Seok-gu and Lee Yang-ha of the English Literature Department······.\u003cbr\u003e The latter part of the book vividly brings to life the teachers depicted in black-and-white photographs, who were the foundation and starting point of Korean intellectual development over the past 60 years.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e 3.\u003cbr\u003e As the classmate, lover, and spouse of Lee Eo-ryeong, the 'intellectual of the times'\u003cbr\u003e Kang In-sook, a literary critic and director of the Youngin Literature Museum who lived in his shadow all her life\u003cbr\u003e A Chronicle of the Korean War and Youth in the 1950s, Filled with Personal Confessions\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e “He wrote me his first letter that day.\u003cbr\u003e The letter began with, “I am writing this while drunk at 30 degrees.”\u003cbr\u003e At the end, 'I will give you the work. \u003cbr\u003eEven though it ends with a polite and businesslike tone, saying, 'Please see it soon and return it to me,'\u003cbr\u003e For some reason, something urgent and urgent was conveyed.\u003cbr\u003e I think it was something like loneliness.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e That loneliness brought him closer to me.\u003cbr\u003e (···)\u003cbr\u003e I remember writing in my diary three days later, “I still feel drunk from the two glasses of alcohol he drank.”\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e The name Kang In-sook has been largely obscured for some time.\u003cbr\u003e Although she herself is a prolific essayist and literary critic, and is the director of the Yeong-in Literature Museum, Korea's leading literary museum, she has spent most of her life behind the shining sun of her husband, Lee Eo-ryeong, the \"intellectual of the times.\" \u003cbr\u003eThis book is the essence of the 'Kang In-sook Essay', which contains the most honest personal confessions among the books published so far by the author, who was a classmate of Lee Eo-ryeong in the Korean Literature Department at Seoul National University, then a lover, and then a lifelong companion, hidden behind her husband for over 60 years, and is an experiential historical record of the Korean War.\u003cbr\u003e\u003cbr\u003e Beginning on June 25, 1950, when the war broke out, and covering the period before and after the armistice, this book is a chronicle of the 1950s, moving through the whirlwind of time from the refugee journey across the Han River on foot, to school life in a tent school, and college days that began in Busan and moved to Dongsoong-dong. 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