’I like very much soldier.
When I grew up …’.
When Militarism about coming up
I wore Haori Hakama at young age
(formal Japanese traditional jacket and pants)
Taken by mother I stood at front of the gate of school.
From today I became elementary school first grade student.
In front of me, huge building of the school
Was leaning on me.
Oh so scary! shivering.
At that time it was not abuse.
Slap was daily thing.
‘If you are not
I tell to the teacher.’
That right, the teacher
was most scary person
as common sense.
Recalling my mother,
beautiful and wise.
I was fist son of nine brothers and sisters.
She was especially strict to me.
Poorly-made son.
Mother with strong will.
Even that
‘Mother!’, I dropped tears….
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