Grass
1 panel fills the page.
(A man in the foreground, his back turned, looks at a one-story house in the background. The house has a thatched roof and a stone wall surrounding it.)
[Narration: One day a stranger came to our house.]
5 panels organized into 2 panels in the top row, 2 panels in the middle row, and 1 panel in the bottom row.
Panel 1
(Five shoes—three smaller slippers and a pair of larger, dark shoes—are set beside a wooden wall.)
[Narration: He looked like he was in his mid-forties.]
Panel 2
(A stone wall runs along the bottom of the frame. On the side of the wall closer to the viewer, Mom walks behind the stranger, her head bowed, as he glances back at her. Dad stands on the other side of the wall, his back turned.)
[Narration: My dad didn't seem too happy.]
Mom: Goodbye then.
Stranger: Alrighty, I’ll be in touch.
Panel 3
(Close-up of Dad’s face, cutting off one eye and his mouth, in the bottom left corner. Mom stands behind him in the background, shadows on her face.)
[Narration: My mom was walking on eggshells.]
Mom: Isn’t it a good thing she won’t starve?
Panel 4
(Ok-sun, her long hair in a braid, smiles at her younger sister, Okja, in the foreground. Mom stands a few steps from Dad in the background, their backs turned.)
[Narration: I had no idea what they were talking about . . . ]
Okja: Sis, can you make a nose for the snowman?
Ok-sun: Sure.
Panel 5
(On the left side of the panel, Ok-sun, Okja, and Okhui smile at each other while making the snowman. On the right side of the panel, Mom reaches an arm out to Dad, their backs turned.)
[Narration: Since I was busy looking after my sisters.]
Ok-sun: First you make the eyes. Then the nose. And then the arms.
Ohui: Gee, there’s nothing you can’t do!
Mom (to Dad): It’ll be better for her.
6 panels organized into 3 panels in the top row, 2 panels in the middle row, and 1 panel in the bottom row.
Panel 1
(Mom, viewed from the chest up, wearing a hanbok, speaks with snow swirling around her.)
Mom: Ok-sun.
Panel 2
(Ok-sun looks over her shoulder, snow swirling around her as well.)
Mom (out of frame): Come in here for a minute.
Panel 3
(View of Ok-sun walking, her back turned, as snow falls.)
Panel 4
(Exterior of the house, showing wooden walls and the thatched roof. A speech bubble extends from the house.)
Mom (from inside the house): How’d you like to be adopted?
Panel 5
(Ok-sun and Mom sit on the floor across from each other, Ok-sun looking up at Mom in profile and Mom facing the viewer. The walls of the house, and Dad, with his back toward Ok-sun and Mom, are visible in the background.)
Ok-sun: Adopted?
Mom: There’s an udon shop in Busan.
Panel 6
(Ok-sun and Mom sit on the floor across from each other, Ok-sun now facing the viewer and Mom in profile. They are drawn in outline, with no shading in their clothes or hair. Dad sits facing away, in shadow, and the background of the house has faded to shadows.)
Mom: The owners don’t have any children, and they’d like to adopt you. What do you think?
5 panels, organized into 2 panels in the top row, 2 panels in the middle row, and 1 panel in the bottom row.
Panel 1
(Flashback to playing outside: Ok-sun and Okja outside in the snow, both watching in distress as the head falls off their snowman.)
Mom (out of frame): They’ll even send you to school.
{THUD}
Ok-sun: Oh no!
Panel 2
(Ok-sun glares, hands on her hips, while Okja wipes at her nose. The snowman has collapsed in front of them, and snow continues to fall.)
Mom (out of frame): They have plenty of food, so you can eat every day.
Ok-sun: Okja! Because of you, we gotta do the face again!
Okja: I was trying to make another arm!
Panel 3
(Back in the house: The back of Mom’s head is in the foreground. In the background, Ok-sun, facing the viewer, looks up at Mom.)
Ok-sun: They’ll really send me to school? You mean I’ll finally get an education?
Mom: Yup.
Panel 4
(Dad in profile, bent forward, his face obscured by shadows. The background is dark around him.)
Ok-sun (out of frame): Fine, I’ll go.
Panel 5
(Image of tree branches, with a speech bubble among them.)
Ok-sun (out of frame): Wow! I can’t believe I’ll be going to school!
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Panel 1
(Ok-sun’s head and shoulders in the foreground, facing the viewer. Dad’s legs, and the floors and walls of the house, are visible in the background as he pulls the door shut.)
{YANK}
Ok-sun: But can I come home if I want?
Panel 2
(Close-up of Mom’s face, looking concerned. The background is entirely white.)
Mom (out of frame): They have plenty of food, so you can eat every day.
Ok-sun (out of frame): This isn’t goodbye forever, right?
Panel 3
(Dad sits on the floor, facing the viewer, holding a long pipe in his mouth. The door and floorboards are visible in the background.)
Mom (out of frame): You come back any time. But don't waste this opportunity. Try to stick with it. Study hard and listen to your elders.
Panel 4
(Closer view of Dad as he lights his pipe. The background is entirely white.)
Ok-sun (out of frame): Am I dreaming?
Panel 5
(Ok-sun fills the frame, running toward the viewer with arms outstretched to the walls. Mom watches, concerned, in the background.)
Ok-sun: Papa! I'm finally gonna go to school! Okhui, Okja. I'm gonna go to school!
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(View of a road lined by trees, with small houses in the background, as snow falls and forms piles across the landscape.)
[Narration: I never should have said yes.]
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(View of the same snowy landscape, a few steps forward on the road.)
[Narration: I had no idea I wouldn't be coming back. Never in my wildest dreams did I think I'd be saying goodbye forever.]
3 panels organized into 1 panel in the top row, 1 panel in the middle row, and 1 panel in the bottom row.
Panel 1
(Mom and Ok-sun speak to the stranger. A dark sky and tall piles of snow are in the background.)
[Narration: Early in the morning, while everyone was still sleeping . . . ]
Mom: Please look after our Ok-sun.
Stranger: Humph, I told you there’s no need to worry.
Panel 2
(The stranger walks forward in the foreground. In the background, Ok-sun trails behind and looks back at Mom, who stands in front of their house with the stone wall surrounding it. Piles of snow fill the background.)
[Narration: I left home.]
Mom (waving): Take care of yourself.
Panel 3
(Closer view of Mom in profile in the foreground, while Ok-sun and the stranger walk into the snowy background, their backs turned.)
[Narration: If I looked back . . . ]
Mom (waving, leaning toward Ok-sun): Make sure you listen to your elders.
Ok-sun (waving above her head, not looking back): Don't worry about me. I'm your daughter, ain't I? Ma, you just worry about yourself.
6 panels organized into 2 panels in the top row, 2 panels in the middle row, and 2 panels in the bottom row.
Panel 1
(Shadowy sketch of Dad rushing through a doorway in pajamas.]
{CRASH}
[Narration: I was scared I would start crying,]
Panel 2
(Shadowy sketch of Dad standing in the doorway, eyes downcast.)
[Narration: So I didn’t look back.]
Panel 3
(Shadowy sketch of Mom crouching on the ground, looking distressed.)
Mom: Aigo! What mother's heart doesn't break to send her child away?
Panel 4
(Close-up of Mom’s legs, with a speech bubble below them.)
Mom: Ok-sun!
Panel 5
(Close-up of Mom’s legs, running through the snow.)
Panel 6
(View of Mom running, with snow on the ground beneath her and clouds of breath leaving her mouth.)
{HUFF HUFF}
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(Close-up of Mom’s head and shoulders in profile in the foreground, a tear falling down her cheek, with trees and snow filling the background.)
Mom: Ok-sun, my baby girl. At least you won't go hungry now.
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(Wide view of landscape extending from the previous panel, with woods on the right and a snowy hill in the middle of the page. The small figures of Ok-sun and the stranger, their backs turned, are visible on the hill.)