SaTang and I were on the bike today and we stopped at a new field the city was making along the river. A large group of women were weeding the field (why buy chemicals when there’s an army of old women to do it?) and the field was nice and green.  I had the SaTang’s ball and we only threw it a couple of times when a little girl wanted to come play. This happens alot here. SaTang has gotten really adjusted to the little ones and is very gentle. I couldn’t resist snapping a few shots of this little munchkin.

She smiled at her mom first. Then she looked over and realized that I was a foreigner (or at least she realized I didn’t look like most other people) No smile.

SaTang is very gentle with the small ones. The girl threw it a couple of times and then just decided to give it to the dog, who gently took it from her.

The old women (azummas in Korean) are busy weeding the field of all but real grass. It’s a new field they just installed after adding a new bike track along the river. It’s a favorite biking spot for us. SaTang usually barks at the azumma’s hats and covered faces and they usually get a kick out of it.

Meanwhile, an army – seriously – dozens of azummas – are weeding the field as we play.

Why is it that America can’t do this and instead hire illegal aliens from Mexico?