Today is September
20, 2011. It was a big rain in Nagoya city because of the effect of a storm in
the southern part of Japan. I went to school as normal around 10 am. Before I
decided to go to my school, I felt unsecured and did not want to school at all;
finally, I decided to go. On the way, I held my umbrella on one hand and the
other hand held my bicycle wheel. When my bicycle went down ward from a small
peak of a hill, there was an old person riding his bicycle opposite to my way.
I had to be a bit away from him so that the bicycle would not hit; however,
after he passed me a bit, my bicycle fell into a hole that make me fall into
the ground. Luckily I jumped from it and just my bicycle fell down. I was so
happy that my personal computer was not broken.

The rain still
came and I was so wet when I went to my school. Arriving school, I thought that
everything was ok for me, but there was a problem of the distilled water
machine. Huge water dropped out of the machine and all students had to clean an
experiment place. The machine was broken and I could not make my experiment.

Waiting until
over 5 pm, I left from my school to join in the farewell and birthday party of
my friends. They went back to Cambodia after their graduation. On the way I
went to the place for party, my bicycle was unexpectedly hit with the sewage
cover making me fall into the ground. It was of looking to my other friends who
were walking to the party too. I got wounded on my fingers but the wound was
just slight.

It rained for
nearly whole day; my friends asked me about my mother why I did not bring her
to join in the farewell party. They urged me again and again; then I decided to
go back home and bring my mother. Near to my house, there was a small signal;
it was blue, so it was prioritized for me to cross. Unexpectedly, a car came
and hit me on the middle of road. I thought I would definitely die. My back and
hip were hit, and it pushed me to hit my bicycle more. I fell down and sat like
a silly person on the road. My soul left from my body; a minute later, I heard
a slight sound near my ears and asked me whether I was ok. Then I sat more
minutes and said that that’s ok. It was just a wound on my right knee and my
left hand. The driver accused me many times of her unawareness. She gave me her
phone number to contact if my problems got worse. However, I mailed her that I
was well and pleased not worry so much about my problems.

Then I arrived
home and brought my mother to join in the farewell. She was cooking when I
arrived; then she stopped cooking and went together to the party place. I did
not tell my problem of car-hit to my mother and lied that my bicycle fell down
in order not to get worried. While we were walking, my mother wondered whether
she closed the gas or not when she stopped cooking. So I had to run back home
to clearly investigate my gas.

Enjoying the
farewell party was so happy; all friends ate, drank, and danced together. When
my mother and I left the party, it was nearly 9:30 pm. We arrived home but my
mother was aware of forgetting her small scarf in the party place. She bought
it in Tokyo as a souvenir.

Everything today
was so worst to me; I hope everyone will not tell my problems to my mother
because she is old and I just want her smile without any worry. I know you may
read what I wrote of this day. I wish also tomorrow’s better!