The Diary

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“I wanted to leave a message on the wall by the altar, tacked alongside all the other hopeful requests so that even if I never returned to Tarumi, something of me would remain (209).”

Autumn, Monday 10th

Dear diary,

As the end of my stay in Tarumi grows closer, “…I was overcome by a feeling of nostalgia… (185).” I have begun to reflect on the changes I went through in my stay in Tarumi. It was as if I had been given new eyes and well…a complete new thought process. However I believe that Tarumi is just a place, a village by the beach, which has no power to enlighten. I believe people have the power to change and enlighten someone. For me, I believe it was Matsu that cut away the shells of a pampered boy and with care, helped me emerge from my shell, older and with a better understanding of the complexity of life, something which I was unable to do, due to my immaturity. I have decided that the remaining paper in this journal will be devoted to Matsu and my reflection as to what he did to bring about the transformation in me. I must leave now; the lamp is dimming, as the last few dregs of kerosene begin to disappear.

Autumn, Wednesday 12th

Dear Diary,

I know I have devoted the last few pages to Matsu, I feel the need to take some of my personal woes off my chest. Keiko has just told me that we can’t be friends anymore because her brother died in the war. “I wondered how many Chinese he had killed before his own death (188).” I have begun to feel despair and the weather seems to reflect my mood, remaining gray and with the occasional rain. Matsu can see the trouble between Keiko and me, yet does not badger me for information. Though I have devoted the last few pages to Matsu I have begun to think of the effects of the ...

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...ill see you for one final yet curtailed entry due to the space remaining.

Autumn, Wednesday 16th

Dear Diary,

I am about to leave Tarumi. My heart feels heavy. I don’t want to leave the place that taught me to grow up and gain a grain of wisdom. I know now Matsu helped by feeding me independence and providing me with an environment to observe the beauty and sadness of life. Like nutrients for a plant, I took these in and I grew. I now know why I left a message on the wall of the shrine. I wished to leave a tribute to the place where I grew up.

Tarumi

Calm, Reflection

Transforming, Breaking, Strengthening

Sadness, Anger, Beauty, Regrets

Tarumi

The Samurai used to engage in poetry as an artform. I write this poem to remind me of Tarumi and Matsu, the strongest samurai I have met in my life, helping me steer through the storm and in to the sun light.

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