What’s this!?
My dad has come back
with a large box.
He explained to my mum
that he got it from Café Yamamoto as they got a new one for their shop in
Tateishi.
“Ho, ho, ho! But we
have no record,” she said.
“I’ve got,” he replied
with a bitter smile.
He wanted to play
‘Louis Armstrong’ which he brought back the other day and put under the desk in
his office without telling her.
He opens the lid, and
carefully puts the record on it.
I’ve never seen such a
large record and a machine in my life. I know CDs and CD players. I guess you
call it ‘a record player’.
It must be very loud
for me, surely!
I go upstairs and
pretend to be listening to it there.
( ♪coming from downstairs, in his husky voice)
…….. That’s for me …
…♪