GOING TO SCHOOL
One morning Taro and Take heard their Father and Mother talking
together. They thought the Twins were asleep, but they weren't.
The Mother said, "Honored Husband, don't you think it is
Taro and Take went to school?"
"Yes, indeed," the Father said; "they have many
things to learn,
and they should begin at once. Have you spoken to the teacher
"I saw him yesterday," the Mother answered. "He
said they might
enter to-day. I have everything ready."
Taro and Take looked at each other.
"Do you suppose we shall like it?" Take whispered.
"I don't know," Taro whispered back. "I've liked
far, and I think going to school must be some fun, too. But of
course, if I don't like it, I shall not say a word. A son of the
Samurai should never complain, no matter how hard his lot."
"No, of course not," Take answered.
Before they were dressed, the Mother came into their room. "The
bath-tub is ready, Taro," she said. "Hop in and get
early to-day, for you and Take are to begin school."
The Twins had a hot bath every day, but they usually took it
before going to bed. The bath-tub was in a little room by itself.
It was shaped a little like a barrel, and it had a stove set
right in the side of it to heat the water. Taro went to the
bathroom and climbed over the edge of the tub. It was hard to
up because the tub was high. He dropped into the water with a
great splash. Take and her Mother heard the splash.
Then they heard something else. They heard screams! "Ow-ow-ow!"
shrieked Taro. "Take me out! take me out! I'm boiled!"
The Mother and Take ran as fast as they could to the tub. Taro's
head just showed over the edge. His mouth was open, the tears
were streaming down his cheeks, and the air was full of "ows."
His Mother reached her arm down into the water.
"It isn't so very hot, Taro," she said; "I can
bear my hand in
"Ow--ow!" said Taro. He didn't even say, "Ow!
Mother!" as one might have thought such a very polite boy
And he tried to get both feet off the bottom of the tub at the
The Mother put some cold water into the tub. Taro stopped
"Oh, Taro," Take called to him, "you aren't really
boiled, are you?"
"Almost," sniffed Taro; " I'm as red as a red
dragon. I think my
skin will come off."
"I know you are dreadfully hurt, poor Taro," Take said,
a son of the Samurai never complains, no matter how hard his
The water was cooler now. Taro's head disappeared below the edge
of the tub. He splashed a minute, then he said:--
"I guess a real truly Samurai would scream a little if he
boiled." His words made a big round sound coming out of the
Pretty soon it was Take's turn. She climbed into the tub. She
splashed, too, but she didn't scream. Then she stuck her head
over the edge of the tub.
"I'm boiled, too," she called to Taro, "but I'm
not going to
"Then the water isn't hot," was all Taro said.
When they had finished their baths, they were dressed in clean
kimonos. Then they had their breakfast and at seven o'clock they
were all ready for school.
Their Mother gave them each a paper umbrella in case of rain.
hung a little brocaded bag, with a jar of rice inside it, on the
left arm of each Twin. This was for their luncheon. Then she gave
them each a brand- new copy-book and a brand-new soroban. A
soroban is a counting-machine.
It is a frame with wires stretched across it and beads hung on
the wires. The Twins felt very proud to have sorobans and copy-
"Now trot along," the Mother said.
The Twins knew the way. They marched down the street, feeling
more grown up than they ever had felt in all their lives. Their
Mother watched them from the garden-gate.
When they turned the corner and were out of sight, she went back
into the house. She picked up Bot'Chan and hugged him. "Don't
grow up yet, dear Sir Baby Boy," she said.
Taro and Take met other little boys and girls, all going to
school, too. They all had umbrellas and copy-books and sorobans.
The children got to the school-house before the teacher.
They waited until they heard the clumpty-clump of his wooden
clogs. Then all the children stood together in a row. Taro and
Take were at the end. The moment the teacher came in, the
children bowed very low.
"Ohayo," they called. "Please make your honorable
drew in their breath with a hissing sound. In Japan this is a
polite thing to do. The teacher bowed to the children. Then each
child ran to his little cushion on the floor and sat down on it.
Taro and Take did not know where to go, because they had not been
to school before.
The teacher gave them each a cushion. Then he placed beside each
of them a cunning little set of drawers, like a doll's bureau.
the little bureau were India ink and brushes. The teacher sat
down on his cushion before the school.
He told the children where to open their books. Taro and Take
couldn't even find the place, but O Kiku San, who sat next, found
it for them.
The teacher gave Taro and Take each a little stick. "Now
tell you the names of these letters," he said, "and
when I call
the name of each one, you can point to it with the little stick.
That will help you to remember it."
He began to read. Taro and Take punched each letter as he called
it. They tried so hard to remember that they punched a hole right
through the paper! But you might have punched something, too,
you had thousands of letters to learn! That's what Taro and Take
have to do, while you have only twenty-six letters. They were
glad when the teacher said, "Now we will learn how to count."
Taro and Take took out their new sorobans. The teacher showed
them how to count the beads. They thought it as much fun as a
Then they tried to make some letters in their copy-books with
brush. That's the way they write in Japan.
Taro's and Take's letters were very big and queer-looking, and
the paper got so wet that the teacher said, "Children, you
all carry your copy-books outdoors and hang them up to dry, and
you may eat your rice out of doors."
The children took their copy-books and their bags of rice and
out. The Twins found a nice shady place to eat their luncheon.
O Kiku San ate her rice with Taro and Take. They had a real
At half-past three all their lessons were finished, and the Twins
ran home. Their Mother was waiting for them on the porch, with
Bot'Chan in her arms.
"See what we made for you!" the Twins cried. They gave
letters they had made that morning.
"You have made them beautifully, for the first time,"
She put the blistered papers with the staggery letters away in
the cupboard to keep. "I will show them to Father when he
home," she said.