maiko-san

In 1955 I entered a private elementary school in Kichijo-ji. My sister was a student at Seikei High School. My father was a lectuer at Seikei University. According to my father, the whole school is like a pradise, because once you' are in  an elemenary school you coud go up automatically to univerity without going through the examination hell. The former burnt-out Prime Minister Abe graduated from this Seikei Paradise. It took about 30 minutes from my house to school. On the first day my sister took me to the portal of school. She said, "Sadaji, behave yourself. Be nice to your friends" I nodded. Then she concluded, "I'll be picking you up at 12:00 by the main gate and take you back home. Good boy." I nodded again. In the classroom I made friends with Kazuo. His father was a porno writer. The book is entitled "Fucking Good!" We practiced Sumo before the statuette of Iwasaki Koyata, the founder of school and at the same time the guru of Mitsubish

Last Sunday I went to German Cultural Center. What a shame! Our respectable German classrooms are now inside French Academy Center, as the number of  participants learning German is on the decline. In the beginning our German teacher said to participants, "Let's go drinking after the lesson!" Four out of eight participants answered right on the spot, "Why not?" I was one of them. I knew that my wife and  my daughter were out for dinner. The first part of the lesson ended.  Then we took a break. I smoked a cigarette outside the restaurant on the first floor watching a young, big and voluptious French waitress waiting on customers. When she bended over to serve a coffee, I could see her cleaveage. "Merci. Une belle femme!"  A couple had entered the classroom. A man spoke good German. But somethng is different. He seemed to be an Arabian when I looked at him closely. His wife is definately a Japanese, because she spoke good Kyoto dilalects. To my sur