孫の一歳の誕生日。一目刺しリュックで頼もしく一生餅を。

In my childhood, a “gender (as a social role)” often confused me. I understood Sashiko as the woman’s work (especially in the past). I was a first born son – who was “supposed” to succeed the “ family business” in Japanese normal. Naturally, I hated Sashiko as a child. Yet,…