〔雨ニモマケズ〕 宮沢賢治

- photos by Natalie Lo Lai Lai -

妊娠が分かると良く聞く胎教。妊娠２０週目から、音楽を聞かせたり、お話したり、産まれてくる子に良いと周りから大切だよと勧められる。日本ではモーツアルトなどのクラシックを聞くのがいいってよく耳にするけど、音楽は別としてモーツアルト自身の生き様ってあまり好きじゃないかも。笑)　そんなことを考えていたとき、ふと最近気になっている宮沢賢治の書き残し、「雨ニモマケズ」を思い出した。東日本大震災の後、米首都のワシントン大聖堂で被災者のために祈りを捧げる機会があった際、宮沢賢治の「雨ニモマケズ」のほぼ全文などが読み上げられたとニュースサイトで見た。それをきっかけに宮沢賢治とこの文についていろいろ調べて学んだのだけれど、日本人、人としての心というか口に出して、覚えてみるとなぜだか勇気づけられ、考えさせられ、力を貰い、この妊娠中も何度も散歩道で暇さえあれば口づさんでいた。この書き下ろしの奥の深さを書くと長くなるけれど、仁もお腹の中で何か感じとっていてくれたらいいなと思う。

After around 20 weeks of pregnancy, listening to good music, reading some books, are said to have a good effect on an unborn baby. In Japan, all the classic music especially the compositions by Mozart are highly recommended! ( I am not sure why especially Mozart!? .. haha) Anyways, I do appreciate his music, but not so much fan of his lifestyle. :P I also came across a piece of writing "Amenimo Makezu" by Kenji Miyazawa around the same time. This piece of writing was shared after the special prayers for Tohoku Japan Earthquake and Tsunami victims at the Washington National Cathedral. "Amenimo Makezu" is a famous writing that all Japanese students were taught during their Japanese lessons. However, I remembered a very little about this writing. So I became very curious and researched about the writer and his piece. More I discovered the back stories and the depth of this writing, I was inspired by it a lot. It was a good encounter to re-evaluate my own life value. I recite "Amenimo Makezu" quite a lot when I went for a walk outside. On my way to MTR, down the mountain... Hope my little baby dragon in my tummy found it peaceful as much as I felt during my walk.

雨ニモマケズ　宮沢賢治

雨ニモマケズ

風ニモマケズ

雪ニモ夏の暑さにもマケヌ

丈夫ナカラダヲモチ

欲ハナク

決シテ瞋ラズ

イツモシヅカニワラッテヰル

一日ニ玄米四合ト

味噌ト少シノ野菜ヲタベ

アラユルコトヲ

ジブンヲカンジョウニ入レズニ

ヨクミキキシワカリ

ソシテワスレズ

野原ノ松ノ林ノ蔭ノ

小サナ萱ブキノ小屋ニヰテ

東ニ病気ノコドモアレバ

行ッテ看病シテヤリ

西ニツカレタ母アレバ

行ッテソノ稲ノ束ヲ負ヒ

南ニ死ニサウナ人アレバ

行ッテコハガラナクテモイゝトイヒ

北ニケンクワヤソショウガアレバ

ツマラナイカラヤメロトイヒ

ヒドリノトキハナミダヲナガシ

サムサノナツハオロオロアルキ

ミンナニデクノボートヨバレ

ホメラレモセズ

クニモサレズ

サウイフモノニ

ワタシハナリタイ

Miyazawa Kenji

not losing to the rain

not losing to the wind

not losing to the snow nor to summer's heat

with a strong body

unfettered by desire

never losing temper

cultivating a quiet joy

every day four bowls of brown rice

miso and some vegetables to eat

in everything

count yourself last and put others before you

watching and listening, and understanding

and never forgetting

in the shade of the woods of the pines of the fields

being in a little thatched hut

if there is a sick child to the east

going and nursing over them

if there is a tired mother to the west

going and shouldering her sheaf of rice

if there is someone near death to the south

going and saying there's no need to be afraid

if there is a quarrel or a lawsuit to the north

telling them to leave off with such waste

when there's drought, shedding tears of sympathy

when the summer's cold, wandering upset

called a nobody by everyone

without being praised

without being blamed

such a person

I want to become