Chuseok or Korean Thanksgiving, as many foreigners have come to call it, celebrates nature's bounty. More importantly it¡¯s a cultural event that has a deep-rooted vested interest in the preservation of family values and traditional convictions; if you will filial piety (¡°hyodo¡±) of ancestral rites. After all, where would we be without our parents, grandparents and great grandparents?
Although South Korea is modernizing extremely fast, it still holds on to many traditional values and the old way of life. The country has easily maintained its culture through language, and holidays like Chuseok. Yet, in an ever changing world, I find myself questioning whether or not most Koreans still value or truly understand the underlying beauty of this magnificent event.
This past Chuseok we saw the exodus of millions to their hometowns and the traffic that ensued, the women having to undertake full responsibility for cooking and cleaning (although, I¡¯m happy to say that some of my male students and their fathers pitched in and helped) and the outlandish over-priced gift sets (don¡¯t get me started about that) and having to outdo each other every year; it¡¯s not about these anxieties nor the materialistic expression of thanks. It¡¯s about the LOVE, the CARE and GRATITUDE one has for their families past and present. Is it not enough to look into a parent, grandparent, or great grandparent¡¯s eyes and caress their heart with your thankful eyes, smiles and affections?
May be it¡¯s the ever increasing stress we feel from our daily lives, in modern times, that has created this angst for many Koreans when Chuseok arrives. So I wonder, is it Chuseok Holiday Syndrome or Chuseok ¡®Hyojae¡¯; a cause for CELEBRATION? I hope for future generations it¡¯s the latter.