I worked late today. This morning, I went to AEON as usual. There, I started reading two articles/texts for The English Studying Club in this town. One is a part of Roald Dahl's "Matilda" and the other is an article from an English newspaper about Biden's retirement from the ongoing election (yes, it is old). With a dictionary, I read them as carefully as I can.
Reading those texts... My mind has broadened from these. I remember when I was a college student, who hadn't studied English seriously because of my laziness. As I have written in these articles, when I was such a young guy I had a dream to become a translator (oh, what a shame). However, I hadn't studied English well at that period. All I had been interested in was just how I could endure this terrible life until death. From now/here, I can see that in that era I must have had a good environment to study English well. However, I was too selfish to open my eyes to the outer world.
After graduating, and spending my 20s and 30s drinking a lot... since 40, I have started learning English again. Now, as you can see, there are so many friends around me, who are diligent English learners who have great purposes/ambitions in their lives. Maybe, from the connection with them, I certainly started feeling that I could also dream of my beautiful future. For me, it is to work as a translator or an interpreter, or someone else who can work as a bridge that connects the world and this town.
Once... When I was very, very ambitious, I even dreamed of becoming an ultimately brilliant "charisma" who could even rule this world. Especially, I adored becoming like Haruki Murakami (even though he is a "charisma" of mine who has always influenced my way of thinking). It shows that I was too young to understand Haruki's true messages straightly without any jealousy. Now, although I can't say I can overcome such childish jealousy, I might be able to admit that I could have grown up a little bit. That's life.
