Hi, everyone!
I just came back from a baseball game at the Nagoya Dome, the Tigers vs. the Dragons.
My husband and I are enthusiastic fan of the Tigers and we have been there two times.
Today's game was a seesaw game and very exciting!
Since my kids were in the summer vacation, we could enjoy the game to the end.
The audience at the game were shouting, clapping, and stamping noisily all the time.
We also shouted "Go, go, Tigers!" and it was a good way to relieve our stress.
The result of the game was our victory, of course.
While I was writing this comment, the date changed.
It is difficult for me to write a substantial sentence.
I have to improve my English more and more...
So, good night and see you tomorrow.
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Dear Cherry,
Hi. I think you are doing good jobs. I appreciate your efforts.
The way you're writing is idealistic, because our objective here is to become good communicators.
Everything we see in daily life is substantial. The victory of Tigers is important for you, right?
We are surrounded by important things.
Family, food, travel, work, friends and more.
By the way, you watched an away game. Were there many Tigers fan?
Hi! Dear Friends.
The rainy season has passed, hasn’t it? We have had clean blue sky and crisp morning.
Cherry, please enjoy a summer vacation with your lively kids. I now know those days were very precious sharing times for mother and kids. I recall the good old days with my daughters during summer vacations.
Well, I take a sour drink every night. To tell the truth, Sour taste is not my favorite. But my daughter is a kind of health maniac. She believes vinegar is necessary for healthy body. She pickles some fruits, grape fruits, plums, blueberries etc., in vinegar. The colors are very nice. Every night all families are forced to have the fantastic colored special drink she blended. I go with her advice. Now, the position of mother and a daughter changed. I wonder now if she is my mother?
Hi, everyone???
How are you? Is everybody all right?
It is Wednesday today. Just this morning I have moved into my daughter’s place in Maroubra, which is closer to Sydney International Airport, from Randwick Lodge. Now I am able to get as much internet connection as possible. I will be here until the day I leave Sydney on September 12th.
Early this morning Mrs. and Mr. Kondo flew back to Japan. Yesterday I came here to have a farewell party for them. I got here late in the afternoon, and found my daughter and her mother-in-law laughing and talking, and so I joined them.
I actually wanted to check my emails and read Cherry’s Blog, but I just thought it might be impolite and could be rude to sit at my PC, being simply silent in the lounge where they were chatting in such a friendly way. (I’m socially regimented, aren’t I?)
Mrs. Kondo is a nice and quite person, but probably because it was the last night on their trip she was rather talkative, and we discussed Princess Masako and her husband for an hour or so.
We came to the conclusion that she should divorce her husband and start her own career and he should marry another woman who was raised within Japan from early childhood in a traditional way.
She shouldn’t be so intelligent, “career-minded”, or meticulous as the present princess (she absolutely shouldn’t be as “intellectually assertive” as Masako), but more “open-minded and friendly” at least on the surface, and, consequently almost all the Japanese nation would be satisfied and give special favor to her open-handedly.
Again, Mr. Kondo drank more than half a bottle of whisky at dinner and got intoxicated and started to talk utterly nonsensical things.
Anyway, we had a red-heated discussion about masked palm civets (hakubishin) living in Roppongi, Tokyo, and I went back to my lodge by taxi in the early morning. (Mr. Kondo repeatedly said that he would leave his heart in Sydney (kokoro-nokori), since he could not see his first grandchild although he greatly expected so.)
My daughter’ baby was due on Sunday, 22nd, but there was no sign of labor, and thus I spent Sunday and Monday very quietly, working out on my textbook at the lodge as well as thinking how you all were doing your presentations at the Aichi Seminar.
This week is her 41st week in pregnancy, which means that the baby is now overdue, and thus three of us went to the Royal Hospital for Women, where she was booked to give birth, to have a special medical check. The doctor said if the baby did not come out by next Wednesday she would have an induction treatment, by hearing of which I was terrified, since I watched a documentary about a baby who was defectively delivered after induction.
However, I suppressed my thought and feeling about it, since I did not want to give my daughter any extra worry.
Upon returning from the hospital, at last I read Cherry’s Blog, new emails to me, and NWSG’s notice board. It took a long time to reach this moment, and it was so GOOD to read your messages.
I am extremely happy to hear that everybody gave such a splendid presentation and that Jonathan and Bev sensei came all the way to listen to you at the venue.
I really appreciate their kind support and powerful encouragement. Of course I am grateful to you all, from the bottom of my heart, for your earnest and serious involvement in this presentation project.
It is hard to make a public speech, but it is worth doing it not only for improving your English skills but also for broadening and assuring your knowledge.
I sincerely believe that it is unexceptionably beneficial for all the Japanese housewives to study more and have this type of presentation.
The next stage for you is to transform your paper to your essay. It’s not easy, I know.
You have to establish a new circuit for your essay writing in your brains, which is contributional to the total development of your brains. Keep yourself young and flexible in your brains and keep making efforts.
Only your efforts reward you and make you really happy!!! Nothing else…
You are not Princess Masako. Be happy and work hard for your own goal.
I walked along the Maroubra beach this afternoon with my daughter and her husband after we had coffee and cake (I had a huge piece of tiramisu with almond chunks sprinkled on it, although I was on a diet. I felt so guilty after eating it.) at an Italian café in Randwick, looking at people fishing, surfing, jogging and walking their dogs leisurely.
I have hardly thought this way, but I virtually conceived that Australia was a wonderful country.
I hope you are happy and enjoying your summer holiday. Good night, my dear friends.
Hi, everyone.
Perhaps, every mother knows her child's challenge is harder than her own challenge and she wants to replace the position with her child in spite that she knows it is impossible. Mother has learned patiece since she gave birth to a baby.
Cherry, where did you watch the baseball game, Tigers cheering seats or Dragons seats?
Today, I missed Die Hard 4. Time table is changed.
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