Last Sunday, I had a Buddhist memorial service. Memorial service is called "houji" in Japan. This is Buddhism event. My family came my house from so far. My aunt came from Tokyo. I didn't met her for long time, so she couldn't remember me. Buddhist priest came my house and he read "Okyou". After that we went to a restaurant. We had a big lunch. I was stuffed. We talked a lot each other. It was fun. My grand father was always laughing and talking. Sometimes he talked with loud voice. I hate that!
94 words
No comments:
Post a Comment