Tanka

I suddenly remembered.

My fifth-grade field trip to Kamakura.

"Let's write a tanka poem."

That was the assignment, and this is the verse I desperately squeezed out while clutching my head in frustration 🤣

Looking at the Great Buddha's
forehead, I see a mole
Just one bean
I'm so hungry
My stomach is growling

— By me, at age 10

……It seems that back then, even when looking at the Great Buddha, I was more interested in food than history 😂

Even after more than 35 years, for some reason, I can't forget this poem lol