A young Korean girl overcomes her initial resistance to a long-standing birthday custom.
An unnamed child sits at the table, clearly disappointed by her mother’s offering of miyeok-guk, or seaweed soup. It’s “not the strawberry cake, not the chocolate cupcakes I want,” she pouts. But Mom explains that eating miyeok-guk is a tradition that goes back generations. “I had it every day for a month after you were born,” Mom notes. Grandmother prepared it for her as she recovered from childbirth—as did her mother, and the child’s great-great-grandma, who was a haenyeo, or freediver. Yum deftly sheds light on the legacy of freediving; women often brought their daughters along on dives and even dove while pregnant. A haenyeo who observed a whale eating seaweed after giving birth inspired the tradition of the soup. Now fully appreciating its significance, the girl savors her soup, much to the delight of her mother. Her bowl transforms into a seascape filled with women divers as she observes, “My birthday soup is miyeok-guk. It smells like grandma’s town. It tastes like my birthday.” Visible pencil marks and soft splashes of color give Yum’s illustrations a tender intimacy and a coziness befitting her gently told tribute to the ties that bind. An author’s note offers more information on the women who have dived for octopuses, seaweed, shellfish, and more for hundreds of years near Korea’s Jeju Island.
A tale of familial warmth and strength, steeped in generations of tradition.
(Picture book. 5-8)