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My dream

   I have three dreams. 

   My first dream already came true. About 10 years ago, after the great East Japanese earthquake, I wrote on my facebook page. It was that time I decided to become a writer. I made a lot of Japanese readers since then and fortunately some of them became books. And some of them have been published on websites. I’m not famous, but I became a writer. The other day I was asked for my signature on one of my books for the first time! I may become famous soon, so I have to practice signing.

     The second dream is small. I have a blog for my works. There are some novels that I wrote in Japanese. I want to put English introductions in them on my own, and distribute them by SNS. But my English is still a little poor, so I have to practice my writing too.

     Finally, the third dream is a big one. I want to live in a foreign country, and teach Japanese, and write novels in English without translation. At that time, my son might be a high school student or university student. His dream is to study abroad. If he lives in the same country, we will meet and eat somewhere. This dream is amazing. However, it has a deadline, because he grows up very fast. It may not be possible, but I’m going forward. I read an English picture book every day and write this blog now.

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  1. AnonymousApril 10, 2023 at 5:51 AM

    You are gradually going towards to fulfill your dream. Please don't stop. Keep fighting for your dream.

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  2. SamsanjoyApril 22, 2024 at 3:54 AM

    Wow! Great to know your dreams. I am sure you are gonna achieve them all soon. Also eagerly looking forward to your new collections for 2024 in Tongari books.

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