I remembered how I was addicted to TV watching before Internet became a thing. Of course my parents forbid me from watching, and they made sure I couldn’t cheat. Yet I still had my ways.
My parents usually got home from work around 5:30PM. I remembered running home right after the last class ending bell sounded (around 4:30PM). And I had about 1 hour to watch some TV and “clean up” evidence. So we know TV of that time would heat up after being on for like an hour, and I would usually have wet towels covering the back while watching. That helped it cool so that my dad could not tell if I watched TV when he touched the back of the television. However it didn’t always go smoothly. I remembered once he came home early. When I heard the familiar motorcycle engine sound and realized he was home, it was too late. I could only stay calm and pretend to be absorbed in my homework. He touched the TV, and I was so scared and nervous, but he didn’t really say anything. At that time, I thought he could not tell. Lucky me. Now I’m recalling it I think he just let me get away with it.
In order to avoid my parents’ tracking, I would go to my grandma’s to watch TV sometimes. There was also this time I skipped one class and went to my grandma’s. Nobody was at grandma’s home that day. Somehow I knew a secret way to get into the house from the back door. After some time, my aunt came home. She thought the house was broke in, because she heard someone upstairs crying. I was me watching a Korean drama and crying because the episode was so sad. When she came up and saw me wiping my crying face with the tissue, she could not help laughing so much.
It was some really good time.
Bridging cultural differences 