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What's the advantage of living in a big city like Osaka? Well, a couple of things occurr to my mind. You can lead a cultural and pleasant life, for instance, you can go to museums, kabuki theathers and USJ Universal Studios. Besides there are nice and genteel coffee shops, discos and karaoke bars where you can enjoy chatting, singing  with your friends. I'm of the opinion that this entertaining atomophere in Osaka attracts many people from small towns. On the contrary there are of course disadvantages living in a big city. We're vulnerable to sresses in workplace and obnoxious noises caused by the congested traffic. Imagine during the rush-hour at Osaka station. People are packed into the train like sardines. That's inhuman. I'm afraid that would bring about damaged health, such as hypertention, tinnitus and  heart attack. I prefer to live in the village Minoo, because Minoo offfers not only the funny-looking character, Yuzuru-kun, but also awesome waterfalls,

Good morning, everyone. Today I'd like to talk about my memory about my father. When I was a pupil at Seikei Elementary School, I used to see lots of foreign thick books on my father's bookshelf in his study. I was wondering why he took interestes in those books. Over the years I went up to Seikei High School. My father retired from Tokyo University and was in charge of the Literature Faculty of Seikei University. I could have gone up to the Economic Faculty of Seikei University with only a school report. But I overheard my father's subject i.e., "Philosphy and Ethics" was a must for every student. My mother threatened me that my father was supposed to be hard especially on his son. So I decided to prepare for the entrance examination of other universities. I studied hard and stayed up late at night. I usually took some rest at 11:00 o'clock. I turned on the radio for a change. Then I heard a German lesson on NHK radio station. Eventually I listened to th

Good morning, everyone. Today I'd like to talk about a seminar on a volunteer at the City Hall. It was held at the end of Janauary on the fourth floor of a volunteerig department of the building. It began at 10:00 in the morning and ended at 3:00 in the afternoon. They want  to recruit caregivers who are willing to help disabled, or rather handy-capped elderly people. The volunteering service includes household help, for instance, cooking, washing and cleaning up the room and so on. Caregivers also watch people who suffer from demnetia by talking with them. I applied to the caregiver's job, because I have nothing to do on the second week and the fourth week of every month. I want to contribute something to the society. In the seminar the lecturers gave pointers how we deal with the diseased elderly people at home. The most mind-boggling experience was that I simulated a ninety-year-old man. I wore goggles. I had a bad eyesight. I carried sandbags around my arms and leg

Good morning, everyone. Today I'd like to talk about my best friend, Nobuo. He's from Marugame-shi, Shikoku. I got to know him when I was a freshman at a university. We joined the same book club and read a book entitled, "Japanese Octopus Culture" written by Masao Maruyama. I thought it was a non-political group, because we used to play Mahjong after the meeting. It was a lot of fun. But my father was against the idea of reading the book. He feared that I would get involved with the political student movement eventually. However it was nice of Nobuo to invite me to his house on summer vacation. I visited his house. His father, a high schoold director, was unfortunately not home. But his mother greeted me graciously. It was a typical large Japanese wooden house with a bamboo mat and believe it or not with a "Goemon Bath". I was scary to take the bath, because I had to lower down a floating round wooden lid to the bottom and sit on it quietly without touchin