At the Bus Stop: Thanking a Teacher for Caring for Sujeong

Oh, dear. Come on, come on, come on, come on. Come on.

Oh, my back nearly gave out. Goodness. Ow, goodness. Oh, oh. Are you okay?

Huh? I'm okay. I'm okay. Oh, my back. When did you get so heavy?

Teacher Eunbu, When we get on the bus, I'll carry you up later. Huh?

Oh, dear, I knitted so much at the hospital earlier, I mean…

I feel like my eyes are going to pop out.

Goodness, my back feels like it's about to snap, this thing.

No, I'll carry you. Oh, no. No. Don't. You probably haven't slept at all for days.

Planning the surgery and worrying about it. Hm?

I'm always grateful. For taking such good care of our Sujeong.

Oh, no. I should be thanking you. Oh, good. Huh?

Teacher, your bus is coming before ours.

I'll wait until I see you off. Oh, no. There are four of us, and you're alone.

It doesn't feel right leaving you here alone.

Just imagine waiting alone at the bus stop. It's so lonely.

Oh, damn it.