I was about three years old when I first learned how to use scissors. After trying them on paper, I wanted to cut something else with my scissors. Something like hair so that I could pretend to be a hairdresser. It was before I had any human-shaped dolls, and all I had were stuffed animals. […]
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In this memory, I’m five years old. A few times a year, I wake up to itchy eyes. The itchiness doesn’t go away even after I rub my eyes. Instead, it worsens. “Don’t rub your eyes, Sweetie,” says my mother as she examines my eye balls. “That’s pink eye. I’ll take you to the doctor,
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I was probably around five when I first learned how to fold a crane with origami paper. One day, I had a friend come over at my home, and while playing with origami paper, we decided that we wanted to know how to fold a crane, the most popular shape everybody seemed to make. My
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Father, his friend, me, and my little sister. Time flies, doesn’t it?– Yeah, it doesTen years since we first met– That’s rightFeels like yesterday to me What, Dad?Ten years?That’s more than halfOf my entire lifeFeels like a long time! – Daddy, where was I ten years ago?SilenceYou weren’t yet born, SweetheartSilence– That’s a long, long
I’m five in this memory. It’s autumn. Through the open window of the backroom of our tiny half-dilapidated apartment, the cool morning air sweeps in. I’m running around the room with my little brother when suddenly, I get inspired to go to the next room, which is the tiniest room used for storage. Being afraid
The first autumn I spent in Canada was a little over a decade ago, when I lived in a rural town of Québec as a college exchange student. After a rough month of adjusting to the new life on campus, Canadian Thanksgiving arrived, and just like many other international students, my new dorm friend and
In Japan, there is a stationary item called shitajiki, a hard plastic sheet you place between two sheets of paper in a notebook. It’s a tool designed for young children who use pencils to write in their notebooks so that what they write on one page won’t leave a mark on the next pages. When
Today is the dayI start a new journeyPlunging into the Unknown I’ve waited for this momentFor so longI’m sure I’m prepared The whole summer went byQuicklyBut not without fun I felt aliveAs I swayed in the breezeAbsorbing the sunshine on my skin I didn’t forget to chat with othersWe used to be togetherFrom dawn to
