
Readers’Corner: A Bus Stop Friend
“I have a bus stop friend,” my Canadian friend said. I asked her what she meant, and she replied that she met the same woman in her seventies at a bus stop every morning when she went to work. First, the woman started by greeting my friend with “Good morning” in Japanese. After that, they had a conversation about the weather. They talked about how the area used to be and about the elderly lady’s childhood memories. It was all in Japanese. I’m sure this is a good opportunity for my friend to learn natural Japanese. The woman even gave her hand-knitted gloves last winter. I wish I had a subway friend or supermarket friend like the bus stop friend. It would be nice starting the day with a friendly chat. (131 words) You can send me a comment or your own story at jaremaga@gmail.com




