I am five in this memory, heading back home from my grandmother’s house. On the way back home, we take a local train to the Oyama station where we catch the bullet train back to Sendai. Normally, we wait on the platform, but today, our train is delayed. My mother takes us to the waiting […]
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In this memory, I am five years old. In the winter, my mother, brother, and I visit my grandmother’s house again. One day, while my brother and I are sunbathing and playing on the couch in the corridor facing the south windows of the house, my grandmother appears with a beautiful red kimono in her
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It is where you belong nowhereTravelling at the speed of light Possibility splits open in your face Old beliefs you’ve held onto tight That have kept you caged for so long Are now falling apart fast You are flying through the sky So, now what? What are you going to do? Answer me, please Before
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This is a memory from the time when I was five. When I am at kindergarten, my mother and brother enjoy their snack time just by themselves. In late morning, they sit at the tiny kitchen table and help themselves to two pieces of chocolate biscuits and a cup of milk tea. My mother is
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In this memory, I am four years old. March comes, and the annual YAMAHA music showcase takes place in a concert hall outside the city centre. It has been a year since our group class started. This is an occasion for us to perform in front of our family members and show them how much
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