My daughter gets Japanese books out of the international section of her school’s library. She reads aloud to me in the evening or in the car. I guess at the meaning, mostly. The latest one is about a girl with a deformed hand. Sachi is also speaking with her mother in both English and Japanese. More or less half and half. It’s an interesting exercise trying to maintain the balance.
At a pub restaurant I’d normally never frequent, I commiserated with a family friend from Limburg. He too doesn’t enjoy crowds. I’ll visit him one day with Suske and Wiske.
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