OCT/1996/Page-A

My niece, a junior high school student, came my home.

how many pens she has! how many colors!

lovely stationeries lead me to an unknown land. ....what kind of land?

next day, I bought new-one like of them.

The playground of elementary school, on Sunday.

on my foot, it takes only one-minute to come here from my home.

but every morning, my daughter takes about 20-minutes.

on ground, I was looking at the classroom of her and her running.

The man working on japanese typical greengrocery,

always speak so loud.

tonight, I shouted with most loudly voice too.

"pumpkin, egg-plant and shimeji, please"

I guess my wife loves pumpkin more than me.

so what?

shimeji is mine.

.....have you ever eaten "shimeji"?