On-chang, a taiwanese graduate student,
left our house since she could get a dormitory.
She spent one year as a part of our family.
My eight-year-old daughter told me how she missed On-chang
when I came back home from work.
"Mom, my room is so empty now.
On-chang is gone and her stuff is gone, too.
I miss her so much."
"I cried for a while."
On-chang used to use Bee's bed room.
Bee used to say it was better that On-chang stayed in her room
instead of her because she loved On-chang so much.
"Mom, while I was crying, Pon was playing a game on her PSP,"
Bee continued and explained how she was thoughtful.
It was funny.
My original Japanese entry.