Since last September, I have written only three English diaries. It doesn't mean there isn't anything to write about. On October 28, I held a Halloween party and went out trick-or-treating with my students. It was a rainy day, but everyone enjoyed it. The most pleasant memory I have of that night was a two-year-old girl enjoying running with an umbrella to keep up with other children, who were elementary students. Her mother and I were worried that she might fall down and get wet. The little girl managed everything smoothly. She didn't give us any anxiety at all. After trick-or-treating, most children wanted towels to dry themselves. I also needed to dry my feet, which were dripping wet, but the girl didn't get wet at all. That was funny and reminded me of when my children were very young about seventeen years ago. Since then, I always look back to that time, I am filled with nostalgic sweetness. I have been doing my best but I was not a good mother. I still don't know how to bring up my children. I hope I can be a wonderful grandmother in the future.