Today was my last day at one of my elementary school... Kazuto's school!
I had lunch in one fourth grade class, and sat at Kazuto's table.
He had something to say about everything during lunchtime.
After lunch, the kids presented the ''farewell present'' - which is a big poster with all their cute little messages and creative drawings of themselves and 豆豆「マメマメ」先生。
The most colorful one came from Kazuto:
The other ones look like this [with just as much creativity but with less facial proportions]:
Kids' drawings are the best!
Later, while we were chatting, when they realized that I have an actual home in Canada, too, they asked me to tell them my home address.
''Write it on the board!!''
I thought that the entire address in English would be way too long and difficult for my 4th graders, still struggling with their alphabets, but I still gave it a try.
And they REALLY gave it a try. Most of them spelt everything right! (though some of them gave up halfway and pleaded me to finish copying for them. ''You write faster!!'' they whined. I couldn't find a better reason why I shouldn't do them this favor.)
Then, out of nowhere Kazuto suddenly popped up beside me (he's so small and it's super convenient for him to scare people like that) and tugged at my hand.
''Hey, write your phone number up there, too.''
''Really? You're going to call me?''
As chatty as he was during lunchtime, he just stared at me on the spot as if doing so I'll just cave in and do what he commands.
And I did.
Then, I got pulled away by other students to help them with copying down my address that ''just has too many words, and why are addresses in Canada so complicated?'' (This is about when Kazuto tiptoed away, disappearing behind his giant classmates.)
When I turned back, he was writing something on his desk. At the same time, he kept turning back to the blackboard.
I stretched my neck to take a closer look...
''6...0...4... 4...3...4......''
He was copying down my phone number.
This is Kazuto:
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