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A poem from a student in my English Literature class at Nara Womens University. Kazuko is auditing. She is in her sixties, and has been studying English on her own. She asks me to correct her English, and I tell her what she could do, but I like her poems and stories as they are. Gift It happened in April. On a beautiful evening, waiting in a line at a bus stop, I listened to a chatter of old ladies complaining delayed arrival of their expected. Suddenly a swift wind passed by, and stirred up a dust. That made me close my eyes, and the world turned into darkness. Next moment I, still blinking, saw a man approaching straight toward me. He was a pale young man, asked me in a muffled voice. “Are you happy?” Wondering at his words, I tilted my head. He stretched out his hand and said. “Take this, please.” Looking into his eyes, being captured with his serene atmosphere, I received something like a booklet, without seeing it. . It felt smooth touch. But one doubt arose in my mind: He might be a devoted follower of a new cult, also intend to recruit me to joint its meeting. This idea made me recover consciousness. Then, I steel myself against him unconsciously. What a shame, he seemed to notice my suspicion, Dear, the poor boy said nothing and walked away. I watched after him. Evening mist was drifting from somewhere and filled all around. He became out of sight in a crowed street. I suddenly felt guilty and terribly sorry for him. For the first time, I looked at what he had handed me. It was a small sealed envelope written as “seeds of sunflower”. Returning home, I opened it and found ten seeds inside. I planted the seeds in my garden next to nervous yellow roses, Only one sprout came up and grew quickly and healthily day by day, In July, it reached up to three meters tall. The golden flower was in full bloom, looking down upon every corner of my garden. As if the king of the beasts standing on the hill, glared the glittering sun, letting his mane blow in the hot breeze. Oh, that was a midsummer miracle.

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