I hate ragweed. It is the bane of my life. I have a runny nose, itchy eyes, sore throat. I manifest all the yucky symptoms of a cold but without a fever. Ugh.
So in bungo today, we were learning the interrogative/emphatic particle や (ya) and I used a famous poem as an example. I set up the poem explaining how Narihira was hooking up with the princess Takaiko who was already promised to the emperor. Of course, when the powers that be found out--her brothers--they secreted her away where he could no longer meet her. A year later he goes back to the place they used to hook up and recited a poem expressing his loneliness:
Is the moon not there?
Is the spring not the spring of old?
My self alone being the same self...
So as I recite this poem, I sniffle a bit and suddenly feel a tear streaming down my cheeks.
Juliana: Sensei! Are you crying?!?
MarieClaire: It's the pol...
Juliana: "The poem?" she blurts out before MC could complete the sentence. "Are you so moved?!?"
The class--MarieClaire, Xavier, Monica, Irene, Mark, Phoebe, Pim, Yuta, Chloe, et al--exploded into laughter, as I try to explain my issues with hay fever.
Did I mention?: i HATE RAGWEED!!!
1 year ago