Story Photographs

The Night Routine

When I was about three and my baby brother didn’t yet sit or walk, the evening bath time was a very hectic event for my mother. In our tiny half-dilapidated apartment, as soon as the bathtub was filled with the warm water, my mother would usher us all to the bathroom. She would place my …

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A friend made through an eye contact

Shortly after I entered primary school, there was a meet-and-greet gathering in the school auditorium. There were about 40 children from our class and another 40 from the class next to ours. Except for one friend with whom I went to the same kindergarten, I didn’t know anybody from other classes, so I was excited …

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When I walked up a wrong hill

It was when I was about seven or eight. One fine spring day, my mother and I were visiting my great aunt’s place in Tokyo. Since the weather was so pleasant, we decided to go for a walk in a nearby park. This park was not only well-known in the area but also a place …

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No more surprise invitation, please.

It was when I was five and lived in the community of tiny half-dilapidated apartments. One afternoon, I was walking back home from kindergarten with my friends and their mothers. My mother needed to do some grocery shopping for supper and had asked my friends’ mothers to bring me back home along with their own …

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