Hero Story
My hero is my mother.
When I first heard the word "hero", I tried to find someone great like
a master of art, for example, Pablo Piccaso because I liked
his art. But when I asked myself "Do I really know him?" I had realized
that the only person who I did know and who I wanted to be like was my
own mother.
When I was a child I did
not know how great my mother was. As a matter of fact, I did not want to
be like her. My mother was a housewife who had been raising three kids.
She was always at home for us and did not work outside. Some people say
that I was lucky because my mother did not work outside so I didn't have
to carry a house key with me. I think I was lucky too. But I was
always wondering if I wanted to be like her. It seemed to be boring.
My mother was from a wealthy
family so she had a lot of opportunity to learn different things like flower
arrangement, Koto instrument and tea ceremony. She also went to dress making
school in Tokyo. It was very rare for woman of her generation to go to
higher education after high school.
She had lot of interests.
Even after she had children she was studying at home. But she did not go
to work outside. Therefore, I thought she gave up a lot of things just
because she was a woman in Japan. It was womenšs job to keep house and
take care of kids. And it was menšs responsibility to earn money for their
family. Ofcourse it is changing now. But for my mother, it was very
common. So I was asking myself "Can I do the same for my child?"
After I had a child, things
looked different from before. I realized that it was not that easy to continue
working on the same schedule as before. It is not only because of the system.
It is from myself. There was a contradiction. I want to work but I want
to be with my son at the same time. I was confused. So I have started
talking to my mother more. Then I found out how my mother did both well.
I t was something I didnšt
even know. While she was raising kids, she had continued taking a lesson
every week and studied hard to get a license for teaching tea ceremony.
After that, she opened a class at home.
I think what she did is
very wise. Sometimes being flexible is not that easy. But she always knew
how to enjoy her life and judge what was most important for her at the
time as well.
I think she is a very
determined person who is not afraid of stopping for a while and waiting
for the best timing to restart. What I learned most from her is no matter
how long it takes or how old I am, I should not give up something I really
like.
Now my mother is 60 years
old. She is more active than ever.
She says tea ceremony is her life work and
there is no retirement for teaching tea ceremony. I think I t is
one of the ideal ways of being mother and woman. I hope to get older like
her.