The forecast thunder showers came late in the morning. I had to suspend my transportation of the corn stalks today. There is still a trike load of stems left at school for me to carry back. Yesterday I had covered the heap of the bundles with a piece of plastic.
Our principal takes the drunkard Mr B and me good for nothing. He made Mr W ask us if we’d like to leave our posts with our salaries cut ¥1,500 a month each. B first agreed then disagreed. If mother were to be confined to bed, I would take the step.