This photo really should have been posted with the photos I took of Leif in the hideout or "fort" he and a friend made out of the branches of a tree that had been trimmed or cut down. I put them on the blog some time ago. Leif was pulling on a handle he and his friend had attached to a rope, but why I no longer remember. He has a backpack on. I don't think this was his school backpack, but rather one with "supplies" and toys for play.
Our three years in Japan were a marvelous time for stretching the imagination and the mind. There was so much to absorb, learn, understand. The Japanese toys were fascinating. The travel was amazing. The language was mysterious. The Japanese children's television shows were compelling. Every day, it seemed, brought something new. There was little that was routine. Even school brought cultural treats. Thus it was a rich and enriching time for all of us, changed our thinking, changed our lives.
Leif arrived in Japan at the age of five-and-a-half and left when he was eight-and-a-half. That is a time of great change in a child, and much of what he experienced there remained important to him the rest of his life.
We were fortunate to be there at that time. It was good for us as a family as well.
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