A good smile
In Japan it’s in the middle of season for taking entrance exams. After so many hardships and struggles, each one’s spring begins in April.
I remember how much and how long I was depressed after I entered my university. Probably anyone could have found it to see my face when I trudged up the way to the campus.
Although I know it’s so rude especially to my schoolmates and others at the university I graduated from, I write the following honestly. Inside, I always muttered “I didn’t have to study so much or make such an elaborate plan just to enter this university.” However I confess another thing here too. I always pretended not to notice my deepest wish.
I often saw students on campus laugh so cheerfully and from the bottom of their hearts. That made me depressed every time. Those days I was doubtful whether I could smile a good smile again someday. 15 years has passed since my graduation.
As long as you keep your wish to smile a good smile, you don’t forget to smile a good smile.
Now that’s my core philosophy and I would like to stay tenacious in holding it.