In the Park

This morning I went to a park nearby. It took about 30 minutes from my house on foot.
It was the one which had been newly constructed within the suburb on the hill.

When I entered, there were few people in the park. The leaves were changing their colors.
Entrance of the Satoyama Park, Chigasaki, in Autumn

I walked along the long road through the field.
The road through the park

Then there were children, all in the uniform for gymnastics, came running from over their, one after another. It was obvious, they were on the training under the teacher’s instruction.

The children in the first group were much cheerful. They ran laughing and greeted me loudly “Good Morning!”, which pleased me very much. I returned my Greet as loudly as they did.

The ones in the second group were less cheerful, namely , more exhausted. but they greeted me between their hard aspiration. I said to them “Good run!”

The ones in the third group seemed to have no more energy to greet me. They only looked at me. I just smiled at them.

And then the rest of children came, each was alone, with a long interval. They were not running, just walking with the air of disappointment. They didn’t even look at me, keeping their eyes down.

It seemed they were running along a hard course with many ups and downs.
The ascending in the park

It was a beautiful park, but for some of the children it must have been a hard training course, and, especially for ones who gave up running, a boring, painfully long way to walk.

I could understand them, because I myself was very bad at running, when I was a child. After I had grown up I became to enjoy walking and running. It’s hard to be a child in anyone’s life!
But in the future, they could recall this park to their memory with nostalgia. So keep on running, my children.



Sakura- cherry blossoms are especially loved in Japan. Every year, in spring, it is almost a national interest, when and where the blossoms bloom.

Sakura trees are also attract us in autumn, with the red leaves.
Where there is a series of blooming cherry trees along the street in the spring time, there is a series of red-leaves tree in autumn.

There is a cherry tree in my neighborhood. Recently the leaves are turning red and they come falling on the street. I like this deep red color very much.

A read leaf fallen from a cherry tree


It was Monday, I had lectures in the university.
It was about 3PM when I came to the platform, on which I would take the train to home.
Recently it has become quite colder. “Colder” means, in my town, “colder than Summer”. Snow, ice, frost – they are scarcely seen here in Chigasaki.

However, it was so cold a day, that I wore a jacket to stay outside.
In that atmosphere, I found in the showcase of vender machine the Ito-en product “Dai-nagon Shiruko.”

Dai-nagon Shiruko can in the showcase

It is sold only in winter, and it’s my favorite item.

Shiruko, we say rather oshiruko, is a boiled bean paste, which itself tastes sweet, with sugar.
The same kind of sweet bean paste with less water ingredient is called anko.

It’s the favorite item not only of mine. This canned oshiruko is often sold out especially in a cold evening.

Today it was the first time of this season that I found it being sold.
First I balked at it. Because sweet food would make me gain my weight. It’s a natural law.
Then I thought….

No one can tell I could take this, at the next time I came here. It might be sold out.
Suppose if I were some other day cold, tired, hungry and longed for this oshiruko and I could not get it …
Imagine soon there might be a big earthquake again, or you might be hit by car, or attacked by a street murderer. Why don’t I take the first contact with it, while I could?

I did.

Oshiruko can in my hand at last

The can was well warmed, not too hot. I had it. It tasted like heaven. I wondered if there were more tasty material would exist in the world.

And in next week I would not have it. I shall not fall in a habit to take sweet foods.

Red Stocking

It is indeed on his/her disposal, what kind of clothes he/she would wear. However, it interests me quite well, for the clothes must explain the heart and mind of the individual who wears them.

Red is the color which still seems to require some decision to ware in Japan.
Once it was said, the former minister, who was a middle aged woman, came in a red suit to the congress when she were going to announce a decisive issue and that red suits of her was called “the duel suit.”
Recently young people are walking on the street with much decisive appearance. They might dye the hairs in gold, paint around the eyes black, wear as tiny clothes as swimsuits or boots with thick outsoles. But I see very few people dressed all in red.

Today I was walking on the street in my small town. Then a young woman passed by. She wore a gray suit, her hair was black and modestly short. Her face seemed not be applied with much cosmetics.

But she wore a bright red stocking.

She looked taller as a japanese woman and her legs were long and beautiful. So the red stocking was very impressive. What state of feeling encouraged her to wear it? I really felt like to know, but how could I ask her that?


These days I was a little bit busy.
No, I don’t like the word “busy.” I’d rather say, I had been under pressure. I was forced to do several tasks, as a writer, simultaneously. That was for me one of the most difficult things. I am completely serial-tasking person. That is why I am often said by my husband that I am yet a semi-pro.

Meanwhile, I found it today, that I am poor at pronouncing l and n with a clear distinction.
My L seems to sound rather like N.

After released by the pressure, I found a Google’s voice search app for BlackBerry interesting.
I thought it might be useful for lessons in speaking foreign languages.

The best way to learn speech is talking with someone, of course. But in Japan there are unfortunately difficult to find such an opportunity. Much less, I tend to stay at home alone.
So I let the voice search to judge my pronunciation.

That trial revealed me the problem of my L and N. I said “look” and the keyword “noop” was displayed. “Long” and “Love” was taken as “no good” and “nerve,” respectively.

But it L and N might not be the problem of only me. As the voice search so liked to judge my L to be N, I wondered how the correct sound of L would be. I had an iPod, in which a dictionary software was installed, with some voice samples. I made the voice search on BB to hear iPod’s voice.
The voice search gave similar judges, also to the voice samples, for a few words. It was surprising that the sample “look after” provoked the keyword “f**ck off to.” But they were better than I, often hitting upon the right words beginning with L.

I made up mind to correct my pronunciation. But, wait, I said to myself. Can I indeed my mother language such clearly?
Then I tested my talk in Japanese. It didn’t any software. Listening to my voice by myself, a little more carefully than usual, my year detected some ambiguous sounds as Japanese, too.

In this way, I have started at first, to correct my Japanese, through reading sentences loud, for example.

Matrix multiplication

For the dimension of 3 or more, multiplication process of matrices become complex. Think about multiplying two 3-by-3 matrices.
Multiplication of two 3-by3 matrice

People often say, it is convenient to divide the left Matrix in rows and the right in columns, to think of the procedure.
Left Matrix with rows, right with columns

This seemed to me difficult. Possibly I have a strong favor of seeing things from left to right.
People say up to down, I see always left to right

Then I had designed up my own way. I will divide both Matrices in each rows.
Thinking about only rows in both matrices

Denote each element of resulting Matrix as cij, i and j varying from 1 to 3.
Thinking about only rows in both matrices

For all cij, write out a calculation sheet with blanks to fill with aij or
bij at corresponding i and j.
Calculation sheet for all elements
In the sheet, there are two types of blanks: located at the right and the left to a “dot”, which is operator of multiplication.

Elements of the left Matrix, aij

Elements of the row aij are arranged in the right blanks to be summed up to c11.
Blanks at the right to dot

For all c1j the same arrangement of a11 to a13

All for c11 to c13 , elements a1j are used.

Then all c2j with a21 to a23, c3j with a31 to a33

All blanks right to dots

By these task, the rest blanks look like group of columns, don’t they? Now for me it’s much easier to arrange elements vertically.

Elements of the right Matrix, bij

Each b1j in the row is then written in a vertical arrangement of the first column-like blanks.
Since the rest blanks look like colums, it's easy to arrange the elements.

Then Each b2j in the second column. b3j to the third.
b2j to the second column, b3j to the third

Eventually, the calculated sheet is complete.
The calculation sheet complete

By this method now I scarcely make a mistake in calculation.
When I did this task, indeed, in the class, the professor looked at it and said “Good! Your work is so cautious!”

Photos through the rain

Yesterday it rained very hard.
I went shopping to the grocery store before noon, through the rain.
I took jacket, trousers and boots, all in rubber, and wore gloves.
It was not because I was afraid of being wet (and get in contact with something in the water). I just didn’t like being touched by wet clothes.
Perfectly protected, I went out, with a compact digital camera in my hand.

I like to take pictures, while I am walking on the street. It might be the same place of every day, but the color of the sky, clouds, birds on the transmission lines, blooming and dying flowers, fallen leaves…even pebbles on the ground are different.

Especially in a rainy day, all things show different appearances. They are seen through the rain curtain.

A persimmon tree behind the rain curtain

In such a dark gray world, bright colors look more brightly. Leaves are washed and look refreshed.
Ordinary plant with white flowers, washed and beautiful