I think I've caught a cold. I seem to have a temperature. But I feel OK and I have a good appetite. However, I'm not confident about my health. I need a new thermometer because I broke the one we had. I want to check my heath in numbers. I'll ask Dad.

Aya often gets sick. She's the child who costs more than a double what her brothers and sisters cost. She promises that when she becomes an adult and is fit, she'll help you, Dad and Mom, to lead a comfortable life, She'll be good to you because of all that she owes you both.

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I've been thinking about lots of things while lying down, like what the teacher told us during social studies class: "Being bullied can be a good experience because it makes you stronger" and "If a junior high school student studies really hard, they'll get better results."

It's not too late to start now. I'll try and do my best ..
At the same time, my bad physical condition is worrying me.

"Don't cry, you crybaby! When you think things are hard, that's the time you are maturing as a person. If you get over the darkness, a wonderful new day will come. The bright morning will be filled with light and the birds will be singing. There will be white roses with a lovely fragrance.."

Where on earth can happiness be found? And what is happiness, anyway?
"Aya, are you happy now?"
"No way! I'm in the midst of a bottomless sadness, I'm in pain - mentally and physically.."
In fact, I'm just one step away from going insane!
Because, in a way, my condition now is like the proverbial crow that was cawing till a moment a go but is now laughing.