This is something that happened Jan. 23 here in my home in Saitama. I completely forgot about, since it happened that one night, and the events of the following weeks in Okinawa totally rubbed it out of my memory.
When my sister came from the U.S., she bought him a bagful of sweets. Her boys had played basketball with Keima when they met one summer...he was a 5th grader then, and they'd become the best of friends. How do children do it? Her kids didn't speak Japanese, and mine didn't know English, yet they were inseparable in a few weeks! When she left for Japan this time, they'd asked her to get a picture of Keima for them. "Just one? Please?" she asked him.
Keima had just been saying thank you to Janice for the sweets she gave him. When she mentioned her sons, how could he refuse? So...while she saw he slightly cocked his head like, "I guess it wouldn't kill me..." she tugged at his arm and smiled, signaling for me to snap the shot.
This is the sketch taken from that photograph.
Thank God for sisters, cousins, cameras, colored pencils, sweets, blogs!
"Be not high-minded, nor trust in uncertain riches, but in the living God, who giveth us richly all things to enjoy." (I Timothy 6:17)
