"Goodbye chickens! Don't worry, I will be back soon."
the 2-year-old spoke slowly and clearly before closing the window and climbing back into the room..
somebody drew this on my kapibara stationary.
"Are you getting fresh with me
subtle gradations mixing into each other....
A new purikura for my students.
Kids watching Caleb try to win a wii at the movie store.
Celebrating Matt's birthday in Matsuyama. Everyone is so damn beautiful! I like these people very much..gonna miss them dearly, for sure.
Then yesterday I got to help my friends fix up their new old house. Kanta, their 2-year-old son, played dangerously around the unfinished house while we worked stuccoing the walls with "keisoudo," a kind of Japanese diatomite. I was amazed that this little kid could play with knives-he helped slice us all bread for lunch!-drills, hammers, climb around old rusty furniture, and play with chickens all barefoot, with his parents completely ok with it. He'd knock stuff over, spill things, put holes in paper walls--he spent a lot of time pressing the empty electronic drill into the steel kitchen sink, making beautiful music..The parents (who are pure light) just laughed and laughed. Their genius kid didn't hurt himself once, or cry..and I saw him step on some pretty sharp stuff.
Afterwards I went to see the band Aun play at Niihama's livehouse. That is the lead singer Katsu on the right. I've known Katsu for over four years now. Miss him already.