Which song makes you so emotional that you started to cry or just feel like you ve been hypnotized

I don't want to miss a thing -Aerosmith

One of the few memories I have of the only grandparent I ever had the chance to meet, my maternal grandmother, was of her singing this song to my little brother as an infant. She was a cold, terse woman, much like my own mother, but thirty years later my heart would be broken to discover the reasons why they were both that way. Arirang is sometimes a song of despair, sometimes a song of consolation, a song of unification and even a song of joy. It's sung all over the peninsula and within every diaspora of Koreans that's had to make a new home for themselves in Russia, Japan, China, parts of South America, Hawaii and even the mainland of the United States. It's one of my few connections to the land my parents come from, along with the suffering my grandparents and their ancestors endured as a people long considered the dog race of east Asia. We are more resilient than any of us or the rest of the world gives us credit for...

rayray3189 wrote: This song really hits me in the feels..

Yes, this is the kind of song that goes past the mind, and reaches the spirit.
I love this song and this is one of the best versions.
Thanks for sharing!

Steve JS wrote:

One of the few memories I have of the only grandparent I ever had the chance to meet, my maternal grandmother, was of her singing this song to my little brother as an infant. She was a cold, terse woman, much like my own mother, but thirty years later my heart would be broken to discover the reasons why they were both that way. Arirang is sometimes a song of despair, sometimes a song of consolation, a song of unification and even a song of joy. It's sung all over the peninsula and within every diaspora of Koreans that's had to make a new home for themselves in Russia, Japan, China, parts of South America, Hawaii and even the mainland of the United States. It's one of my few connections to the land my parents come from, along with the suffering my grandparents and their ancestors endured as a people long considered the dog race of east Asia. We are more resilient than any of us or the rest of the world gives us credit for...

That is beautiful. Thank you for sharing your story. I’m sorry for the suffering your family has endured.
I’m not sure why some people would consider you that- but know that you all have great value and worth.

Joylynn wrote:

Steve JS wrote:

One of the few memories I have of the only grandparent I ever had the chance to meet, my maternal grandmother, was of her singing this song to my little brother as an infant. She was a cold, terse woman, much like my own mother, but thirty years later my heart would be broken to discover the reasons why they were both that way. Arirang is sometimes a song of despair, sometimes a song of consolation, a song of unification and even a song of joy. It's sung all over the peninsula and within every diaspora of Koreans that's had to make a new home for themselves in Russia, Japan, China, parts of South America, Hawaii and even the mainland of the United States. It's one of my few connections to the land my parents come from, along with the suffering my grandparents and their ancestors endured as a people long considered the dog race of east Asia. We are more resilient than any of us or the rest of the world gives us credit for...

That is beautiful. Thank you for sharing your story. I’m sorry for the suffering your family has endured.
I’m not sure why some people would consider you that- but know that you all have great value and worth.

Being taught by another ethnicity of people that you are worthless usually means that these people now teach their own kids that they're worthless. As the saying goes, "hurt people hurt people". That's what my parents brought over w them and taught us as children. I realize now that I'm recovering from these things that we are an especially resilient people. I want my brothers and sisters to understand that too

Thank you for your empathy, means a lot to me.

Steve JS wrote:

Joylynn wrote:

Steve JS wrote:

One of the few memories I have of the only grandparent I ever had the chance to meet, my maternal grandmother, was of her singing this song to my little brother as an infant. She was a cold, terse woman, much like my own mother, but thirty years later my heart would be broken to discover the reasons why they were both that way. Arirang is sometimes a song of despair, sometimes a song of consolation, a song of unification and even a song of joy. It's sung all over the peninsula and within every diaspora of Koreans that's had to make a new home for themselves in Russia, Japan, China, parts of South America, Hawaii and even the mainland of the United States. It's one of my few connections to the land my parents come from, along with the suffering my grandparents and their ancestors endured as a people long considered the dog race of east Asia. We are more resilient than any of us or the rest of the world gives us credit for...

That is beautiful. Thank you for sharing your story. I’m sorry for the suffering your family has endured.
I’m not sure why some people would consider you that- but know that you all have great value and worth.

Being taught by another ethnicity of people that you are worthless usually means that these people now teach their own kids that they're worthless. As the saying goes, "hurt people hurt people". That's what my parents brought over w them and taught us as children. I realize now that I'm recovering from these things that we are an especially resilient people. I want my brothers and sisters to understand that too

Thank you for your empathy, means a lot to me.

Yes- you are SO correct!!! Hurt people do hurt others. It has taken many years for me to truly understand that, but has helped me understand and have compassion towards my parents and many others that have caused abuse or trauma in my life.
The Korean people are beautiful, intelligent, talented, warm and big-hearted. I greatly admire and respect them.
Whoever could not see or appreciate your value, were not worthy to know you.
The beautiful thing though, the darker the night that someone must walk through, the brighter their light shines for others to see.

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