Friday, June 03, 2005

My grandfather's life

It was until I had been in Tokyo for long time that I knew my grandfather started to play the guitar and water painted.

No sooner did I met him than he gave me a painting and played the guitar for me.

A year after practicing , he performed to play the guitar in the concert and he displayed his painting in the exhibition.

It was a month after knowing it that I felt regret that I couldn’t go there.

I met him. A short time afterward , I apologized to him.

Not until a few minutes after my explaining did he tell me about the concert and the exhibition.

I had already been happy for a few minutes when I finally listened to his story.

Masako

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