This Is Not about Opening Ceremony

I did not show up to work dressed in a nice black skirt and sweater and blazer to watch a morning ceremony celebrating the beginning of a new school year, which looked very much like the graduation ceremony just a few weeks ago. If I had I would have had to stay for the afternoon ceremony that was just for the first year students where speeches were given by various people and students sounding pretty much the same in efforts to inculcate the idea that the students needed to take school seriously and get down on their hands and needs and show profuse gratitude for what their parents have done to get them there--not that I would know since it was all in Japanese, and besides, I wasn't there. I also would not have seen one speech giver get up and give a speech with music playing sounding very much like a soap opera. I did not find out that she is very precise and likes the people and things around her to be precise in placement and arrangement. I would not have seen her home with the dustless frilly china on display behind the white settee with the beautiful white Persian cat with sparkling eyes perched on the sofa never to move again since it had been stuffed and put to rest on display in the perfect front room.