"When I was a Boy in Japan", by Sakae Shioya, is available freely at Gutenberg.org. This is the third Japanese book I've read in a very short period of time. There are neither Wikipedia articles about Sakae Shioya nor the novella-length autobiography.
It is a charming series of stories about a fairly well off middle class boy growing up perhaps at around the beginning of the 20th century.
My favorite part is actually the romantic finish. I am someone who generally labors through the romantic interludes that sometimes, in my opinion, detracts from the stories. But in this case, I really loved it. After some time being separated from his adopted cousin, they had fallen in love before love involved lust: a kind of purer stage perhaps. In any case, after a long time apart, he takes her to see a lovely view.
Shioya writes,
"Why, Fujiama!" she exclaimed. "Oh, how lovely! Could you see that every day from here?"I am a romantic in some ways. But too often the romance I find in books is tedious. But I found it to be that poetic romance that I have always had a fondness for.
"Not in rainy weather... But she wanted to see you today, as everybody else did, and waited there from morning."
I enjoyed this fluffy piece.
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