William Chen. September 2012

Music Box
There is a music box sitting in my bookshelf for more than 10 years.

It was a gift.
At age of seventeen, I went to Hokkaido with my family.
We were brave, because we don’t speak Japanese except me. I should say pronounce Japanese, sorry.

Otaru, that’s where I meet this Music Box.
HSNU, is where I meet her.

She is one year elder than me, long hair, attending English Conversation Club.
I didn’t learn English from her.
It was a weird time in my life, in this country, and the result is to make me a almost weird person.

But she is different, unlike most other girls who doesn’t talk to boys while scream for Backstreet boys, she does talk to boys, including me.
We played bridge few times, I tried to find chances to talk to her… And she is always friendly.

At Otaru, I thought about her, so I bought the music box, brought it back to Taiwan, to her classroom, to her classmates to deliver it to her, as a birthday gift.

Three days later, a boy showed up outside of my classroom, with the music box.

“I believe you know what this means”

Yes, a souvenir for myself, for the first time giving a gift to a girl.
About himself, William writes:
“I was born and grew up in a simple neighborhood in Taipei City. I have faced the change in Taiwan, and seen a broader world. I’m trying to get a life and express more to others.“
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