The holiday week called Golden Week will soon be upon us in Japan. Many Japanese people probably don't understand the true meaning of "Golden".
This year's Golden Week is from April 27th to May 6th. Some people can take this period of rest in a row, while others cannot. It varies by company.
In my case, I have to work during this period, so I can't take days off. (In other words, it's not "Golden" to me)
I have been working for 38 years since I was 22 years old. During this time, there were only two occasions when I took more than 10 days off. The first time was when I got married and went on my honeymoon, and the second time was when I went mountain climbing in Borneo. Other than that, I never took long holidays. I think I did a good job, despite my efforts.
That's why I always worked during Golden Week. For me, this period has never been “Golden'' in the past 38 years. I can not believe that.
During Golden Week, many people travel or return home, so trains and roads across Japan become congested. It is almost the same as Chinese New Year. This kind of problem could be solved if each company or school had different holidays, but for some reason Japanese people don't think about that. That's why many people who took vacation during Golden Week feel exhausted after the holiday is over. They don't feel refreshed at all and return to work or school looking exhausted.
By the way, the name "Golden Week" seems to have been invented by a Japanese movie company a long time ago as an advertising slogan.
I will soon reach retirement age. Once that day comes, it will be Golden Week until the day I die.
I went home with tears they firmly wiped my cheeks
I came home with a long face they rained down smiles
I came home with mud as big as my body their love became a spring of water
I came home with an explosion of disappointment they poured an ocean of hope
I slammed the door loudly as I left full of anger
I crossed the white walls they had because of my mischief
I ruined the living room
I throw pillows and bolsters in the bedroom
My home remains a home
The door stays wide open no matter how hard I slam it.
The walls are always clean no matter how many times I scribble on them.
The living room is always tidy no matter how often I ravage it
My room is always tidy whenever I come back
I always thought my house was a miracle
I thought my house was sophisticated with the help of technology
I thought my house was a stupid building that couldn't fight back
I thought my house was just a place to go home after I partied with the outside world
I was wrong, I fell into error
My house is just a house, really a pile of bricks and cement
The real home is the life inside
Father and mother turned out to be the real home in the house I thought
Dad is a strong pillar that supports my good and bad behavior.
Mom is the pottery that embraces me in the cold of the night.
The love of my father and mother turned out to be a roof that kept me from the heat and rain.
The spring that radiates is in fact the sweat of my mother and father.
A home is just a home without a father and mother, a father and mother is a home
Father and mother are heaven that God dropped on earth.
Father and mother are the home we return to no matter what we experience.
Father and mother are the true home we return to.
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This is a poetry which my friend made, and he lives in Indonesia. Poetry ties between hearts of people living in different countries. Yes, "house" doesn't mean just a building. Even if you are living in a big city or a tiny village, you can understand what this poet means. I can say that "house" means namely a family. Or I may be able to say that "house" means "wife," " husband," "siblings," "parent," or "lover." Maybe, you may say that house means homeland. Anyway, house means something that this young poet wrote here. For everone.
This is a list of kanji taught to first graders in Japanese elementary schools. It’s said that they should memorize all of this list. How many do you know?
