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There is a seven story building in Tokyo where everything is 100 yen.  It has everything from decorative fans to snacks.  Because we were on a tight schedule, we only had half an hour to shop.  I managed to go through all seven floors in 28 minutes.

百円ショップ

東京に、すべての物を１００円で売っている７階建てのビルがあります。 飾り用の扇子からスナックまで何でも揃っています。私達は過密スケジュールでしたので、買い物時間が３０分しかありませんでした。私は２８分で、何 とか７階全部を見て回ることができました。

とうきょう ストーリー（ひゃく えん ショップ）

　とうきょう に、すべて の もの を、１００ えん でうって いる ７かい だて の ビル が あります� Continue reading →

ピクチャーブライドという映画をご存じですか。ハワイの日系男性が、日本へ見合い写真を送りました。彼の送った写真は、彼が２０代の時のものでした。その写真を見て、日本の女性は、結婚することを決めました。そして、ハワイに来て、初めて、その人が４０才の男性だと知りました。しかし、結局、二人は愛し合うようになったというお話です。

　日本の女性は、ハワイにどうして来たかったのでしょう？　わかりません。又、あの当時、日本の生活は厳しかったのでしょうか。疑問が残ります。

ピクチャーブライドというえいが

　ピクチャー ブライド という えいが を ごぞんじ ですか。ハワイ の にっけい だんせい が にほん へ みあい しゃしん を おくりました。かれ が おくった しゃしん  は、かれ が ２０ だい  の とき の もの でした。その しゃしん を みて、にほん の じょせいは、けっこんする こと を きめました。そして、ハワイ に き て、はじめて その ひと が ４０ さい の だんせい だと しりました。しかし、けっきょく、ふたり は あいしあう ように なった という おはなし です。 Continue reading →

  I seem to be a magnet for pain. 

I’ve been hit in the head with a baseball, football, basketball, tennis ball, volleyball, tetherball, dodgeball, softball, and other assorted plastic and rubber balls.  I’ve been hit in the back of the head with an aluminum bat. 

When I was four, I was in a car accident and flew into the dashboard of our car. Amazingly, I only needed a band-aid on my forehead.  Around that same time, I fell backwards off the arm of a couch, and hit my head on the corner of a table.  Needed stitches for that one.  I fell while getting into a truck and hit my head on the curb of the sidewalk. 

I was in another car accident when I was fifteen, and got whiplash.  I hyperextended my shoulders in wrestling.  I was also picked up and dropped on my head in wrestling.  And finally, I tore the anterior cruciary ligament (ACL) in both my knees.  Needed surgery for both knees. But at least I’ve never broken a bone. Continue reading →

I’m an American ronin, the third generation  born away from Japan.  I never though that I would have the opportunity to visit Japan, but recently I　returned.  I say return because a piece of you is always there even if you’ve never been there. One day, walking through Japan, we went down a side street.  Suddenly a shrine appeared.  Not so sudden as to frighten, but gentle like seeing a flower blossom unexpectedly.  It seemed to open up from nowhere.  Here, in the middle of the city, it appeared. Something of the old that wasn’t consumed by the new things around it.

未知のわが家

　私は、アメリカ人浪人（さむらい）、日本から遠く離れて生を受けた日系３世です。 Continue reading →

The thing that I remember most of living in Los Angeles, is the orange haze.  Like the fires of hell, Los Angeles was bathed in orange.  During the late afternoon, the sunlight filtered through the smog.  And a filthy orange tinge would infect the buildings, sidewalks, and the sky.  It still sours my memory.

カリフォルニアの夢

　ロサンゼルス生活で、一番、思い出に残っていることは、オレンジ色のもやです。まるで地獄の火のようにロサンゼルスの町はオレンジ色を浴びていました。夕方になると、スモッグで濾過（ろか）され、よごれたオレンジ色に染められた太陽の光は、ビルや歩道、そして、空を汚染しました。それはまだ不快な思い出として残っています。 Continue reading →

I was hanging out with my friends one night down the street from one of their houses. It was totally quiet. All we could hear was a dog nearby that always barked at us, but he was chained up. On this night, it was pitch black. We could hear the dog barking again. We decided to walk back to my friends house, when we heard a chain rattling.

The chain was rattling really close to us. The dog had somehow broken his chain and was following us. We decided to run back to the house. The chain rattled louder and faster. The dog was chasing us. So we ran faster and the rattling became louder. We got tired from the running and slowed down.
Eventually we stopped and tried to listen for the dog. It was so dark we couldn’t see down the road or see each other. We didn’t hear the chain anymore so we decided the dog had run away. When we started walking again, though, the chain started rattling again. We were scared. Somehow, this dog was playing with our minds. It stopped when we stopped and ran when we ran. We were just about to run off again when one of our friends said for us to stop. We asked why we should stop. There was a crazy dog chasing us. He said to stop, that there was no dog chasing us. He realized he had a chain attached to his wallet to keep him from losing it. Continue reading →

When I was seven, I had a bicycle with training wheels. Training wheels are small tires attached by metal bars to the sides of your rear bicycle tire so you don’t tip over. I asked my father to remove them as the other kids bikes didn’t have them. He said no.

 So everyday after school, I would ride my bike in sharp right circles to bend the training wheel. Everyday I would ride in circles until I fell down and cut my knee on the ground. Eventually the training wheel was so damaged that it snapped off. I also had holes on the right knee of all my pants, which my mom sewed a patch on.

When I had done this, I asked my father if he would take the other training wheel off.He said no again. So everyday after school, I would ride my bike in sharp left circles until I finally broke the other training wheel off. In the end, there were two sharp metal pieces sticking out the sides of my rear tire where my training wheels used to be and all my pants had patches on both knees.

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私の日本語の旅

２００３年４月１日　　　今日から日本語学習を始めました。

週２回　各１時間半
 

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