On the 100th anniversary of Soseki'ds death

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I always called him "Sensei." I shall therefore refer to him simply as "Sensei," and not by his real name. It is not because I consider it discreet, but it is because I find it natural that I do so. Whenever the memory of him comes back to me now, I find that I think of him as "Sensei" still And, with pen in hand, I cannot bring myself to write of him in any other way.
It was Kamakura, during the summer holidays, that I first met Sensei. I was then a very young student. I went there at the insistence of a friend of mine, who had gone to Kamakura to swim, We were not together for long. It had taken me a few days to get together enough money to cover the necessary expense, and it was only three days after my arrival that my friend received a telegram from home demanding his return. His mother, the telegram explained, was ill. My friend,however, did not believe this.

(NATSUME Soseki "Kokoro" translated by Edwin McClellan, CHARLES E.TUTTLE COMPANY,1969 p.1)
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