One of my favorite things to do in Brazil is to eat. Brazil's food is so rich in any type of foods. I think is because Brazil is a big place with lots of food products and production. Not like Hawaii where almost everything is shipped from somewhere else filled with pesticides and chemicals for preservation. There, almost everything was fresh. One of my ultimate favorite food in Brazil is called "feijoada". Its soup-like filled with every kind of pork meat embedded in black beans. Its a complete meal with Brazilian rice, veggies, wheat grain "farofa", lomi lomi salad, and a hint of tabasco. The history of how 'feijoada' came about was way back during the slavery times. The scraps of meat the slaves used to get from their owners were preserved with salt to keep them from getting spoiled faster. It wasn't just scraps, but the weird parts were saved. The pig's ears, the nostrils, pig feet, stomach, tail, etc… When the slaves would eat their scraps of meat, they would add black beans and make it into soup to make the meal filling and heavy. And so "feijoada" came about. Today, the original feijoada has changed, but its still one of my favorites.

Well… this is my first blog.. don't really know how to work this. On top of that… I don't think I understood the assignment very well.. but.. here it goes

My name is Bruna Joo, Im full Korean born in South America, Brazil. I am fluent in Portuguese and understand Spanish a lot because of the similarities between Portuguese and Spanish; Im fluent in Korean, English and now learning Japanese. I've been in this Island for about 10 years now and the funny thing is that I still have a hard time with English. Im pretty sure if anyone finish reading my first blog, the person will probably find an error or more.
Anyways, now let me tell you why we moved here. My parents were very rich in Brazil. They gave me everything in their powers to get the best education and protection from the unfortunates that lived there. But that wasn't enough in my mother's eyes. She wanted me to have a good career, a normal life, and live in peace without worrying about my surroundings if maybe one day I get shot in the streets or get kidnapped or killed. Being a rich kid, isn't very fun in Brazil. Always hiding and studying, can't go out to have fun without supervision, no sleeping over at friends house, limited time to do things, and so on. I wasn't a happy kid when I was a child, but people on the outside didn't know anything and always told me I was lucky. Was I really lucky? Should I have compared myself with other unfortunate ones? Did I not appreciate my childhood life?