When I was a child, I lived in Chiba. In recent years, there isn’t much greenery, but we would play in the mud every day and come home in the evening. At that time, my mother wasn’t very strict. I would always tag along with my older brother and go out and play. During summer vacation, we had fun going into the irrigation channels clogged with sludge and digging holes and pulling out crayfish. Those were the best times. I did this until I was nine years old and in the third grade.