People pt. 2: ladies

In Korea, older women are referred to as Ajumas. I'm not sure whether there is a specific age when one goes from being an ordinary, middle aged woman, to being an Ajuma. Perhaps it coincides with the birth of a grandchild, or with the retirement of her husband. Once an Ajuma, a woman assumes not only a certain social position, but a particular style of dress. Because of this, Ajumas all look remarkably similar to one another. Visors and perms seem to be hallmark features of the "Ajuma look", but short pantlegs and hiking boots are also common.

I remember when I first arrived, going for a walk and coming across an older lady, smiling politely at her...and receiving an icy stare in return. Since then I've been shoved and pushed and glared at numerous times, by these mysterious and aloof characters. I still don't quite understand the intention, or how such a transformation in personality can happen with age, and on such a large scale. Apparently though, there are exceptions to the rule.



She's not your average Ajuma. I see her often in my neighbourhood, and she always gives me the biggest smile. For the past few weeks I've been saying hello when I see her, and a few days ago I asked if I could take her picture. She is always working when I see her, but seems so happy.
Some of the older people make extra money by picking up cardboard and tin to be recycled. The position is not a coveted one. They are often seen carrying massive loads behind them, on bicycles or carts. I asked my friend Min if there was a title given to these people, and she said they are called gomulsang, but that this term is somewhat disrespectful.





The foreign teachers here have all helped me so much, and are so much fun to be around. Thanks guys.



They hang from a lamp at the YMCA where I take language lessons.

Happy Mother's Day :)