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students to volunteer at a medical facility near the North Korean-Chinese border,” Marc says. “If our school could provide a similar program on this southern border, think how great it would look on our college transcripts. And it’d be great media coverage for the school.”
“Or bad media coverage”—Mrs. Freeman frowns—“if my students don’t return.”
I kick Marc under the table. “Don’t mention media ,” I say under my breath.
“North Korea is currently in need of TB medicine,” Marc says hurriedly. “All we need to do is raise the money and send a small group to deliver it.”
“Plan on me not being in that small delivery group,” Yuuki says.
“Hear, hear,” Myung-Hee says, laughing, along with a couple of others.
“Well, we’ll add this to our list of ideas,” Mrs. Freeman says, and then clears her throat. “Any other proposals?”
“Jae’s idea sounds fabulous.” Michelle taps her manicured nails on the table. Crap. She’s got that look in her eyes. I can already see the schemes churning through her head. “What if we use Lily’s idea of doing a Dano mask party to raise money for this? We could combine both of your ideas.”
“I’m game for anything,” I say. To be honest, I don’t care how we raise the money. If it means we’re going to bring medicine to TB patients in North Korea while searching for the orb, it’s a complete win in my book.
“Students, we should focus our efforts on real, tangible projects,” Mrs. Freeman says, checking her watch. “We don’t even know if the North Korean authorities have opened the border. Didn’t they close it a few years back?”
“Actually, the entry point from Goseong has been open for six months,” Marc says.
“Just realize that before any decisions are finalized,” Mrs. Freeman says, “we must get approval from Dr. Baker and the school board.” She picks up her notebook and flips the page. “Lily, do you wish to share your ideas on the Dano Festival?”
Lily stands and her long blond hair flutters in the breeze. She shoves her hands behind her back and then clasps them in front of her before clearing her throat a couple of times. “For those of you who don’t know what the Dano Festival is, it’s a traditional Korean holiday that falls in the fifth month after Lunar New Year. Some people call it the festival of love.” Lily blushes at this, glancing over at Kumar, who is all smiles.
“Anyway,” she continues, “I thought we could decorate the cafeteria with paper cherry blossoms and lanterns. Everyone would come wearing a mask, and we’d serve rice cakes and cherry punch.”
“That sounds fun and expensive,” Yuuki says. “How will this raise money?”
“We could charge a cover fee,” Kumar suggests.
“What if we have everyone make a wishing lantern?” Lily says. “I could check out their prices over at the Namdaemun Market. People could buy the lanterns from us, write their wishes on them, and we could release them to the sky.”
“That sounds great.” I give Lily a high five.
“Love it.” Michelle types furiously. “I say we vote, and I vote yes.”
She raises her hand, daring anyone in the group to say no to her. The truth is, she runs the show. I lean back in my chair after Mrs. Freeman approves Lily’s fund-raiser.
“So what are we going to use this money for?” I say.
“For your TB medicine drive,” Michelle says. Mrs. Freeman raises her eyebrows. “After it’s approved, of course. Jae and I can work on the proposal for the school board together. How many college applicants to Harvard organize relief aid to North Korea? Zilch. If you ask me, it’s a one-way ticket to Ivy League heaven.”
“Or a one-way ticket to the morgue,” Yuuki says, shrugging.
“And who wants to risk it to deliver the supplies?” Kumar asks.
I glance over at Marc. He crosses his arms and looks away. I know he’s not happy about me going to investigate this orb, but the Council is right. I
“Or bad media coverage”—Mrs. Freeman frowns—“if my students don’t return.”
I kick Marc under the table. “Don’t mention media ,” I say under my breath.
“North Korea is currently in need of TB medicine,” Marc says hurriedly. “All we need to do is raise the money and send a small group to deliver it.”
“Plan on me not being in that small delivery group,” Yuuki says.
“Hear, hear,” Myung-Hee says, laughing, along with a couple of others.
“Well, we’ll add this to our list of ideas,” Mrs. Freeman says, and then clears her throat. “Any other proposals?”
“Jae’s idea sounds fabulous.” Michelle taps her manicured nails on the table. Crap. She’s got that look in her eyes. I can already see the schemes churning through her head. “What if we use Lily’s idea of doing a Dano mask party to raise money for this? We could combine both of your ideas.”
“I’m game for anything,” I say. To be honest, I don’t care how we raise the money. If it means we’re going to bring medicine to TB patients in North Korea while searching for the orb, it’s a complete win in my book.
“Students, we should focus our efforts on real, tangible projects,” Mrs. Freeman says, checking her watch. “We don’t even know if the North Korean authorities have opened the border. Didn’t they close it a few years back?”
“Actually, the entry point from Goseong has been open for six months,” Marc says.
“Just realize that before any decisions are finalized,” Mrs. Freeman says, “we must get approval from Dr. Baker and the school board.” She picks up her notebook and flips the page. “Lily, do you wish to share your ideas on the Dano Festival?”
Lily stands and her long blond hair flutters in the breeze. She shoves her hands behind her back and then clasps them in front of her before clearing her throat a couple of times. “For those of you who don’t know what the Dano Festival is, it’s a traditional Korean holiday that falls in the fifth month after Lunar New Year. Some people call it the festival of love.” Lily blushes at this, glancing over at Kumar, who is all smiles.
“Anyway,” she continues, “I thought we could decorate the cafeteria with paper cherry blossoms and lanterns. Everyone would come wearing a mask, and we’d serve rice cakes and cherry punch.”
“That sounds fun and expensive,” Yuuki says. “How will this raise money?”
“We could charge a cover fee,” Kumar suggests.
“What if we have everyone make a wishing lantern?” Lily says. “I could check out their prices over at the Namdaemun Market. People could buy the lanterns from us, write their wishes on them, and we could release them to the sky.”
“That sounds great.” I give Lily a high five.
“Love it.” Michelle types furiously. “I say we vote, and I vote yes.”
She raises her hand, daring anyone in the group to say no to her. The truth is, she runs the show. I lean back in my chair after Mrs. Freeman approves Lily’s fund-raiser.
“So what are we going to use this money for?” I say.
“For your TB medicine drive,” Michelle says. Mrs. Freeman raises her eyebrows. “After it’s approved, of course. Jae and I can work on the proposal for the school board together. How many college applicants to Harvard organize relief aid to North Korea? Zilch. If you ask me, it’s a one-way ticket to Ivy League heaven.”
“Or a one-way ticket to the morgue,” Yuuki says, shrugging.
“And who wants to risk it to deliver the supplies?” Kumar asks.
I glance over at Marc. He crosses his arms and looks away. I know he’s not happy about me going to investigate this orb, but the Council is right. I
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