I visited a couple primary schools on Uku island, an small island off Kyushu with a population of 3200.
In the school play ground, I found a very familiar platform.
Used to be that when there was a school gathering, usually in the morning, the headmaster would stand on the platform, and deliver a list of "dos and don'ts" to the pupils.
Other teachers and sometimes pupils would stand on the platform. When I occasionally stood on the platform, to make announcements as a representative of the pupil's body or to receive an award from the headmaster, I became very nervous. My legs would literally tremble.
Such a bittersweet nostalgia surges within one's bosom as one looks at such a object of sentimental values. The headmaster's platform.
All because a child has a magical power of imagination.
The headmaster's platform