よーんなーあっちみそーりよーたい、ふぅ？

when I was boy

lots of B52 flew over my village

almost everyday

all of them was heading to the Vietnam

to kill people

one day

I was working with mom in the sugarcane field

then B52 came

and

my mom threw the irara at the B52

without any word


I realized my moms scar

Vietnam food、

oisii-ne-?

harubo san - it is very coincident to know that.
i went in an air ticket place, a very small place.

there were three young people working. two
of them are still students who would graduate
3 year school in july. i enjoyed chatting with
them while processing.
two things are
staying deep in my mind. one is that they are
learning tourism and one big concerning for
them is some people try to overcharge the
tourists.

and the second thing was the
answer to my question. i asked "do you, the
people have hatred at americans?"
the yougman said "no."

i have wanted to ask the question since i
heard one american, who traveled vietnam
said "people of vietnam like americans."

i have wondered if it was true, or the guy
made a story.

i also still remember my mom shed tears
when she visited me in the u.s. 2001.

she reminded of the days during world war 2.

mr. okuhira - i had french style sandwich this morning. it
was good.

i want to try pho, famous vietnamese noodle
in vietnam. i am a noodle lover.

i kept strong at the temptation of tiger beer
in malaysia. i am here by myself, so i won't
drink alcohol. hopefully.