Mom: Guess what? I'm in a play for Easter.
Me: Again? Are you dancing and falling on the ground this year?
Mom: What? No, not that. I'm playing an angel. You believe that?
Me: So you're playing against type?
Mom: What is that supposed to mean?
Me: Never mind. What's the play about?
Mom: Well, there's these two groups, and people have to
decide. You go with one group, and you go to Jesus. You go with the
other group, you go to the Devil. One group drinks and does drugs and
has a good old time, and the other group, you know, does nice things.
Me: Which one are you again?
Mom: The angels. I just stand around on the side in a white outfit with a thing on my head.
Me: Like a halo?
Mom: There you go, a halo.
Me: Are you playing harps or singing?
Mom: We sing a little, but no harps. Why we need harps?
Me: Angels play harps.
Mom: Not the Korean ones. Anyway, we were supposed to be
rehearsaling today, but I put my foot down. I say, 'How we gonna
rehearsal if we have to make chap chae?' So, I spent three hours cutting up the vegetables for the chap chae. You may not know this, but in Korean Church, the dinner is very, very big deal.
Me: Oh, so that's why you go?
Mom: No need to go sarcastic on my religion, krajee girl.
Me: Sorry.
Mom: Anyway, they are going to film the play and broadcast it on the satellite to KBS-JS. That's the Korean religious station.
Me: JS--is that for 'Jesus'?
Mom: Hell if I know.
Me: So, you're going to be on TV on Easter Sunday. That's exciting!
Mom: Yes, but you have to have the satellite to watch it. We have the satellite now. I can watch KBS TV all the time.
Me: That's nice. You seem to like this church, what with all the food and fame and everything.
Mom: It's not that. When you get old, you think about what happens
after you die. You know, if there is heaven, you want to get in there,
and not that other place.
Me: If there is a heaven, Ma, I'm sure you'll get in.
Mom: Aw, that's nice of you to say.
Me: I mean, who else would make the chap chae?
Mom: Damn straight!
Happy Easter!
