Mother’s room transforms into many stages.
Make up box lid‘s open and  turns into mirror.
Her dressing room.
Deep red lacquer folding table
opens on the middle
here is our dinning room.
Tea tray, tea pot ‘n tea cups are out for friends
Her salon is open.
Spread a green army blanket for brushwork
Now her study room.
Sliding doors are gone.
A banquet room for parties.
Sewing machine is out
Her evening workshop.
Her beautiful artwork,
i-boo-ja-ri displayed.
Our cozy bedroom.
All these her performing props are
neatly organized in the attic closet
The best place for our hide ‘n seek .
Too much watermelon
wakes my baby sister up
Yo-gahng  saves her from
the scary ghosts outside.