[Speech] talk #2

The Best Day of My Life

　Even though I've been lived for half of my whole life, I believe the best day of my life is December 7, 1994. On that day, I had my first baby. I was 29 years old.
　It was really beautiful winter day, so the sky was blue and high. I'd been in a hospital since the day before giving birth. I took for 23 hours to give birth, and I put up with pangs of childbirth for 23 hours. During the birth, I thought I would die.
　After the suffering, My daughter came out. She who was born 14 days earlier than the term was as small as a cat. Usually people say newborn baby's face alike a monkey though, my daughter's was different. Her crying face was very cute and beautiful.
　I named her, Mayu. Her name's Chinese characters have a meaning, "Dancing Snow Flakes." I think the name match with her.
　By the way, I have marvelous experience about her. It happened one day when I was pregnant my second baby, and Mayu was 2 years old. When Mayu and I'd taken a nap, she suddenly held her knees with her arms, and started to roll around on our bed. I asked her, "What are you doing?" She said, "I was doing like this in mammy's tummy." I was so surprised, because I'd never told her anything about prenatal. "How was inside of mammy's tummy? Was it dark?" I asked and she said, "It wasn't dark. Little bit bright and very warm. I was swimming. I could hear mammy's voice. Mammy would sing. I wanted to see mammy soon, then I came out."
　Now she's 8. After tomorrow is her 9th birthday. Of course, she's already forgotten about prenatal.