My daughter says interesting things.
"When I go out, I always look for people who resemble someone I know on the street. Like people from school or teachers. And I walk around thinking, 'This person really looks like XX-chan from XX class.' I see them quite often."
"Wow, that's interesting!"
"Yeah, but I've never seen anyone who looks like me."
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My daughter is interested in various things every day. Sometimes she gets distracted and forgets things. She gets carried away with friends and forgets her meeting place with Momma, and gets scolded.
I think various adventures are starting within you.
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I believe politicians are the least trustworthy. That's why I strive to be able to do everything myself. I'm going to write about a time when I might have become interested in politics.
--- It seems the government is targeting the younger generation. Do they want to squeeze more taxes out of them, use them as soldiers in case of emergency, or have them take care of the elderly? Is the right to vote just a bonus? That's what I think. This is because when I lived in the US, I saw a young soldier on TV (in Iraq) say, 'In our country, we're prohibited from drinking alcohol and smoking until we're 18, but we're told to kill people.' The pressure of contradiction, the earnest voice of youth.
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My morning routine is growing...
1) Toilet cleaning
2) Cold shower
3) Listening to birdsong
I wonder why. It has become a daily routine.
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My best friend died in Japan a while ago.
I lived my life with the program, 'You are a low-quality product. Therefore, at least devote yourself to others and your family.' (I had no choice in this program). One of the reasons for challenging myself overseas and as an artist was a 'trump card' recovery strategy. At the time, the boat my family and relatives were on was sinking economically and relationally. Even scooping water out of the boat couldn't stop the sinking. So, I came up with this 'trump card' strategy as a last resort to do something for my family.
As I get involved with student sports and interact with university students, job hunting is a major milestone in their lives. Some people even ask me for advice, are they okay? lol
Their job hunting process is tough, filling out various application forms, summarizing their motivations, and getting them proofread. There are even interview tips on YouTube, and apparently some people refer to those.
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Repairing is fun. More accurately, being able to fix things is fun.
"Good experiences" in my life so far
I think I was mistaken.
It is just a series of working hard with no results to show for it. Even if I ponder whether there is something wrong with how I'm trying hard, there is no correct answer. Anyway, it's about taking on challenges... Ever since I jumped into a completely unknown world, I've truly been plunging my hand into the dark, feeling around hoping there is some "good thing or opportunity" there. Living every day with such feelings and actions, honestly, I think I've been doing this for years, clinging to the nameless, heartfelt wish and prayer that "today of all days, please let it be a good day."
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I suppose I'm the type of person who enjoys pretty much everything and works hard at various things.
When I was little, I used to be in the Boy Scouts, and I think I enjoyed various aspects of that as well.
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Seriously, I worked hard, I did my best! So there was a time when I wanted to believe, 'What I do and think has value.'
(Just writing this makes me feel tired...)
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I once asked in Italy, "Why do Italians tell you to eat a lot?"
Why did I ask? The reason is, seriously, no matter whose house I went to, whether it was relatives or friends, everyone would say "Mangia mangia (Eat, eat)".
I remember. I remember myself.
Not understanding the language, the surroundings becoming a swirling vortex of scenery. With no escape, I faced the unknown that was about to begin.
A school in a foreign land. I remember the feeling of sitting in a classroom with no idea what was going on.
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