In 1998, I was a student in San Francisco.
I assumed if I studied English in the USA, I
could enjoy happy days that involve watching American comedy and dramas. I
assumed everything could have a happy ending like major Hollywood movies.
Actually there were normal people’s lives. It was simply reality.
One day, I encountered some trouble. I was
depressed. I was homesick. I wondered about going to Japan Town, eating Japanese
food and encouraging myself. But I thought it would make me look like a sissy.
I just walked around.
I passed by a homeless person. He turned
around to me and said in a very strong voice:
“It’s OK! It’s OK!
It’s nothing!”
He encouraged me because I was almost crying.
I assumed homeless people did not
have jobs. But their job could be finding depressed people and encouraging
them.
Picture by Bado
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