The Japanese don't speak highly of family members, and I seem to have started to do that too...but today...would you humor me and listen? My son Keima. He bicycles to his workplace on the other side of the river, often comes home late--after dark. I posted a picture of my toddler grandson viewing fireworks a few weeks ago, but it seemed only fair to show Keima too, because...
Then he surprised all of us by discussing it with his teacher and not going on with studies or even opting for a high-paying job; but by being employed at a place nearby. The salary would be lower but dependable, and school advisors had told him his family situation desperately needed this right now. So, since his high school graduation in 2014, Keima has been helping pay our monthly living out of his monthly paycheck for a lackluster but steady work.
(To those of you who are concerned--yes, he also puts aside a little for his future family too.)
His sister went on to university and got employment at a government post (hokenshi); it would be normal to use expressions like "accomplishment" or "achievement" here. She'd probably be more like the bursting flares up in the sky he'd gaze at from obscurity.
