Memorycemetery

When I was a kid, around 10 years old, I had quite a few notebooks of diaries. Some of them were shared with my friends. We used to write on one notebook passing one after the other during a class at school.  At that time, I remember that I had a lots of questions in my head as a kid. Everything on the earth was mysteries.So naturallly I kept attacking my father with those questions.”why is that?” ….why why why? He used to answer,”Write them down on a notebook, and you will be able to answer yourself when you are older.” I guess now that  he was a little bit fed with my chain of questions.But at that time, I thought its wonderful, since I was still naive to believe that being adult means you understand everything perfect!  I believed that everything has a sense. Clear!I believed all superhero, Superman, Ultraman, etcetc, right is right, wrong is wrong.and being excited about, one day when I am gonna be a grown up, and understand the whole explanations. So I had some notebooks, which contains those my early questions.  One day I came up an idea that I am gonna make a time capsule, and buried them to the earth in our garden, keeping there till Im old enough.After that, I forgot about them for a short time.  At the spring of the following year, our family were about to move to another city.Then, suddenly I remembered that I should dig up those diaries. So with the condition of melting snow and muddy earth ( the town was sort of famous for the harsh snowy winter.), I had to dig up the earth with much effort. And the signs I made for the time capsule was useless since it was end of winter, all grass plants and flowers are deep under the snow, nothing to use as a sign.I dig and dig everywhere until my mother made a hysteric voice for me.Next day I tried again. The following day I tried.Mystery!!!…..They disappeared!….Even now I still dont understand why i couldnt find them any more. Now I dont remember any longer those questions that kept bothering in my head as a kid. I wonder how many questions I can answer now. Next generation comes now. My three years old son is attacking me with his “why”everyday. Then I thought, this time I ve better keep them till he can answer himself.Im curious how he gonna react with his own question in his future.So Here it is!…This is a great tool “Time Capsule”. and this Virtual space I wont lose them, right? its eternal!  Mayuko       

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