Olive was another of my English students in Daejeon, South Korea. She brought me to a Northern Temple to meet with a special monk she knew. It was an interesting meeting. He spoke lots about the universe, the one Korean word I recognized. All else was lost in translation, but it was a happy meeting! The temple made an impact on me because it was in a military zone and the whole time we could hear the infantry exercises, human voices exerting themselves, rounds being fired and here the temple bell ringing in the wind. In the first picture you can see some soldiers collecting water and the little baby monk watching them. I learned that monks often adopt young children. These are the baby Buddha’s in my pictures.