On a warm day, a few buds opened their petals, but as soon as a north wind blew again, they closed their petals tightly. they seemed to make a hasty judgment. Both flowers and I have been waiting for spring.
Stimulated by the student, I have cleaned the house and displayed the dolls for Girls' Festival. This pot-pourri is made of heath and salt with a friendly flavor of vanilla mixed with orange. Hopefully it will go with both spring & this festival. My husband, however, eats smoked salmon fighting with our cat, whose smell fills the living room. I have to exchange the air through the open window. Cold!
On a holiday when I was lazy without making-up or cleaning , I had a sudden visitor, who used to be one of my students. I was upset, but he made me happy by means of saying that studying English with me helped him promote his course and that he wanted to say "thank you" before he moved to Tokyo. What a wonderful boy!!! Where there is a will, there is a way. Believe yourself and good luck.
One of the students came to my final lesson with a pot of cyclamen. which has a faint but gracious scent. She was very quiet when we first met, but now she insists that life is important whether it is an animal's life or a human life. She is going to major in a nurse course. The young usually surprise us with an unexpected great growth. I am very happy to have spent years with my students. Good Luck.
This is the final lesson for the students who are going to college in April. So I used orange aroma in order to encourage them and roman camomile to soften the pain of parting. They have taken my lessons for 5 years. I asked them." What do you think of my lessons?" They answerd " we learned a lot." un, good answer. " for example?" "About aroma" That's couldn't be better! hahaha. Good luck in your life, dear students.