Mag-log inTHE SAKURA BETWEEN USCHAPTER 36: THE WINTER THE CLOTH SHOE DID NOT BECOME A TREE AND SHIZI LEARNED THAT SOME HOUSES WAIT LONGERThe cloth shoe did not become a tree.Shizi waited.She had planted it on October 10, with her third lost tooth inside, on the western side of the persimmon tree.The geta tree stood to the east.The persimmon tree stood between them.A triangle.Ms. Liu had taught her that triangles were strong shapes. Mountains were triangles. Roofs were triangles. Even the little mountain-shaped rice cakes at Kyoto school had three sides.Therefore, Shizi believed the forest triangle would be strong.Every morning at five, she watered the cloth shoe.Sometimes with tea.Sometimes with water.Always with a greeting.“HOUSE! WAKE!”“GETA TREE, WAKE!”“CLOTH SHOE TREE, WAKE!”“YEHYEH, WAKE!”Sometimes she included the empty chair.“EMPTY CHAIR, WAKE!”The chair never answered.The cloth shoe did not answer either.October passed.The cloth shoe remained wet and muddy, with o
THE SAKURA BETWEEN USCHAPTER 35: THE AUTUMN SHIZI BECAME SIX AND THE GETA TREE BORE A FRUIT THAT WAS NOT A PERSIMMONShizi turned six when both trees were awake.Not just the persimmon tree.That tree had been awake for 106 years. It had seen 96 teeth come and go into its hollow. It had watched Grandpa sit beneath it for eighty years before his chair became empty. This year, it had produced forty persimmons.More than last year’s thirty.Fewer than the year before’s fifty.Nobody complained.A 106-year-old tree did not owe anyone a particular number of fruits. It gave what it could.And this year, the forty persimmons were small, orange, and unusually sweet.But there was another tree now.The geta tree.It was seven months and seven days old on October 10. It had been planted on March 3, growing from the earth where the hundred-year-old geta had finally returned. The old shoes had produced forty-two mushrooms before becoming earth. One of Shizi’s teeth had been placed there, and Gra
THE SAKURA BETWEEN USCHAPTER 34: THE SPRING GRANDPA WENT TO THE GETA TREE AND SHIZI LEARNED HOW TO KEEP A HOUSE WHEN ONE ROOM IS EMPTYGrandpa went in March.Not winter.Spring.March 3, when the persimmon tree had begun to wake and the first green buds appeared along its branches.The tree was now 105 years and five months old. Its buds were small, green, and tightly folded, like baby fists waiting to open.At its base, the mushroom geta had grown forty-two mushrooms.Some were white. Some were brown. A few had grown so large that the old wooden shoes beneath them were almost impossible to recognize. The geta was no longer entirely wood. It was slowly becoming earth.Tanaka kept a record.“February 10: thirty-five mushrooms.”“February 20: thirty-eight.”“March 1: forty-one.”“March 3: forty-two.”He wrote each number carefully, as if recording the progress of something that mattered to the whole country.Shizi was five years and eleven months old.She still slept in the wall-less h
THE SAKURA BETWEEN USCHAPTER 33: THE WINTER SHIZI’S MUSHROOM GETA GREW INTO A TREE AND GRANDPA SAID IT’S TIMEThe mushroom geta had three mushrooms in November.By December, it had seven.Then eleven.Then eighteen.By December 15, Tanaka had counted twenty-two.The geta rested on the roof of the wall-less house beneath the persimmon tree. It was an old wooden sandal, lacquered and decorated with a cloth thong. It had belonged to Keiko’s mother, who had given it to Shizi when she was one year old.The original plan had been to bury it.Let it rest.Let it become part of the earth.But the geta had other plans.It grew mushrooms.Chengdu’s winter was different from Kyoto’s. The snow was wet and heavy. It fell, covered the courtyard, and disappeared before anyone could finish taking photographs.The mushrooms, however, remained.Tanaka had added a new section to his population pillar.MUSHROOM RECORDDecember 1: 7 mushrooms.December 5: 11 mushrooms.December 10: 18 mushrooms.December
THE SAKURA BETWEEN USCHAPTER 32: THE YEAR SHIZI LEARNED THAT MIDDLE CAN BE LONELY AND BUILT A BRIDGE THAT IS NOT A BRIDGEShizi was five years and three months old when she discovered loneliness.It was a strange discovery because she was never supposed to be alone.The population of Zhong House was now counted weekly by Tanaka, who had officially become the population officer of the middle country.His pillar in Gion had numbers carved into it.Week 1 of Year Five: 84 people.Week 2: 89 people.Week 5: 112 people, because Ms. Liu had brought forty parents from Red Star Kindergarten after they heard about circle teaching.Week 9: 156 people, because Mrs. Yamamoto’s yochien parents had travelled to Chengdu to see the wall-less house.All of them had removed their shoes.Some had even brought their own cushions.Tanaka had started carrying a second notebook because the first one was no longer enough.One hundred and fifty-six people.Living inside a five-year-old girl.How could a five
THE SAKURA BETWEEN USCHAPTER 31: SHIZI TURNS FIVE AND DECIDES WHERE THE HOUSE ISShizi turned five on March 15.Five years old.Five years of barefoot arguments, mountain bentos, bilingual misunderstandings, peanut counting, crooked paintings, and one small girl who had somehow convinced two countries that the world was better when nobody insisted on choosing just one side.The persimmon tree was beginning to prepare for another season. Its branches were not yet heavy with fruit, but the family had already started discussing what the next harvest would look like.Grandpa was eighty now.His walking stick had five little carvings on it, one for each year of Shizi’s life.Keiko was seventy-two.Ren had filled three notebooks.Xiuying had painted one hundred and twelve paintings with her family.And Shizi?Shizi had a decision to make.For five years, both families had argued about where her birthday belonged.Chengdu said the courtyard.The tree was there. Grandpa was there. The mahjon







