Finding My Hat — John Son

"It's the first thing I remember -- two years old, huffing along on short, stubby legs, trying to keep up with Uhmmah's heels clicking against the pavement... A gust of wind sweeping down the street left us shivering into our scarves, dust and grit needling our eyes. Suddenly my head felt lighter, and I blinked up to see my hat rising above us...."

Being different isn't easy. Especially for Jin-Han Park. He has no memories of Korea, but he's growing up with parents who cook kimchee for dinner, read Korean newspapers, and don't always understand the ways of young American boys. But somewhere between kimchee and corn dogs, Jin-Han will make a place for himself....