One of my goals for this trip was to meet North Korean teens, so on my third day, I asked my guides if I could visit a school in Pyongyang. It was not “on my agenda,” I was told, so the guides had to seek approval from the Foreign Ministry and other governmental entities.
We got permission to visit Kang Ban Sok High School, a showcase school in the capital with about 300 students. Emblazoned on the top of the building’s exterior were the words “Let us learn for Korea!” Over the entryway was a sign that read, “Let us become true sons and daughters of the respected General Kim Jong Un.”
The school had a strict dress code, and the girls had identical haircuts: chin-length straight hair with bangs. All students wore red pins with portraits of North Korean leaders on them.
Classes ended at 3 p.m., at which point students broke into small foreign-language clubs, such as Chinese, English, and Russian. I joined the English-speaking students. When we entered, they immediately took their places at the desks without any prompts. I was surprised by the similarities to my own classmates: They chatted amongst themselves, wandered around the classroom, and laughed. But they were quieter than the students I was used to, and I wondered how much quieter life in a repressive police state like North Korea would make them as they got older.