The list goes on, and each day I look at my calendar,
glad for these events
and the ones to come,
but as for decorations,
I’ll keep them in boxes this year.
I was late to the party, and by the time I got there, everyone was in various stages of intoxication. I saw that there were some fathers of some of the younger kids there, too. Many of the kids who helped on the show were even younger than the cast, and had to have their parents take them to and from the theatre.
I had only been in one show out there before, and that had been in the winter. I wasn’t prepared for the heat, the air, and the humidity that summer and what that experience would bring.
Alim held out his hand and took the shemai. He tried not to eat it quickly. He tried to savor it and make it last, but it disappeared from the paper almost before he had felt its weight in his hands.
A mountain peak with a weighty past stands on a ridge connecting two beautiful lakes of Japan: Shizugatake. From a distance it appears peaceful like any other green slope in rural Japan. But as you climb, you can feel the lingering silence of a decisive battle that took place here centuries ago.
In June of 1973 after almost a year of studying Spanish, Dad and I had finally realized our dream of traveling to Mexico. After riding most of the day by bus from Tucson to Nogales, Arizona, then from Nogales to Hermosio by train, I was just glad to be here.