I was shocked when my grandpa was dead.
He looked so bad, and every time I thought about him, I had pain on my heart
because he looked so painful...
Yesterday, I went to his funeral.
What I thought mainly was two thing:
First, live for a day as best I can. Secondly, be kind to people, especially family.
Thanks for reminding me of them, my grandpa.
Today, I had a graduation ceremony and speech on behalf of about 1,000 students.
I could get confidence because I could read it in a big voice and with my feeling as a practice.
At the same time, I could get my weak point; two things.
First, my style. I walk, read whatever, bending my back.
Second, trembling fingers and foot.
I don't have to be afraid of making mistakes.
And what's more important is to control my feeling and voice.
I have a big voice, but I don't have power and courtesy.
I am a woman, so they're both important.
This is the next aim for me.