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Textbooks Then and Now by Marshall Hughes

Time marches on.

When I came to Japan to teach English in public schools more than 30 years ago I was struck by the complete lack of “negative” words in the public school English text books. Everybody was tall, strong, happy and either handsome or beautiful. Those were the words that were taught. Texts rarely included words like sad, unhappy, disappointed or even overweight, much less a word like fat. It was certainly a more pure time, especially in classrooms, and teachers didn’t want students to know such “bad” words. Everybody in the textbooks wore with just-washed clothes, and if the characters were Japanese - and almost all of them were - their hair was either, black, dark black or jet black.

Recently, I saw an advanced edition of the text book that my high school will use starting next year, and it contained many surprises. The new text book includes sentences such as “She is stubborn and talks too much,” “He’s bald,” “He is selfish” and “I hate horror movies.” When I came to Japan those sentences could never have been found in any text book. That last sentence would have read “I don’t like horror movies.” I’m not even sure “horror movies” would have been acceptable. Other sentences I was surprised to see include “My parents are getting divorced,” “I’m depressed” and “I was bullied in high school."

The illustrations in the textbooks have also changed compared to the 1980s, maybe as much as the vocabulary. In this new textbook there are people with tattoos, students sleeping at their
desks in classrooms while others throw paper airplanes and, gasp, interracial marriages.

Another thing that surprised me was the loosening of some grammar rules. When I first came to Japan and lived in rural Tochigi, even teachers whose English was little more than rudimentary knew well, and strictly followed, esoteric English grammar rules. These Grammar Nazis, some might now call them Grammar Democratic Socialists, knew arcane rules of grammar, even if they could not go into a McDonalds in an English-speaking country and be able to come out with a hamburger and fries.

Several times over the years I have asked a teacher, “Have you ever gone to Kyoto?” only to be told that I shouldn’t use that phrase because in Japanese college entrance test English it is incorrect. It should be, “Have you ever visited Kyoto?”

One sentence in this new book reads, “Patrick is more intelligent than me.” When I read this, alarm bells went off in my head. Of course, in everyday English a sentence like this is often used. Old Japanese textbooks would certainly have used “Patrick is more intelligent than I.” I wonder if this is really acceptable in Japanese college entrance tests these days. It certainly wasn’t OK 30 years ago.

Time indeed marches on…and each of us gets to judge whether that is good or bad.









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LIVING NEXT DOOR by Alma R. H. Reyes

What is it like “living together and growing together” in Japan?

First, in renting a place in Tokyo, you are painstakingly subjected to the disturbing real estate and landlord system of paying 2-months “reikin” (gift or key money that doesn’t return to you), 2-months “shikikin” (deposit that supposedly returns to you after the end of the contract), 1-month broker’s fee, and the first month’s rent―a total of six-month’s rent just for the initial payment. In other cities outside Tokyo, the payment values may differ, sometimes depending on the landlord system. In Kyoto, for instance, some real estate agencies charge 3-months reikin and 1-month shikikin, or 4-months shikikin, but zero reikin. Studio apartments may range from ¥70,000 up, while 2-3 bedroom flats can range from ¥100,000-200,000 or more, all depending on the building condition, location, close vicinity to the train station, etc.

Then, there are certain “rituals” foreigners need to practice as well. Ningen kankei (human relation) in Japan is a very intricate learning process, and can cause friction, stress and harsh social pressure if not observed well. For instance, the first thing you need to do when you have moved in to your new abode is to present small gifts to your immediate neighbors, introduce yourself with a bow, and the usual “Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu.”

In some cases, when you go away on a vacation, it is customary to inform your immediate neighbors about your absence, again, with the bow and “Yoroshiku Onegaishimasu.” Then, when you return, it would be better to offer them some “omiyage” gift as a gesture of thanking them for looking after your place. If you hold a party that may make some noise, you would appear polite to ask your neighbors for pardon in advance.

Do you have trees around your home? Watch out that the leaves don’t fall off on the property of your neighbor during a harsh typhoon or windy day! Do you know there is a property line around your home? If you own a bicycle, normally, you are not supposed to station your bicycle beyond your private property line.

When you are having some home repairs done that may involve pounding on the wall, sound of drilling, scaffolding on the exterior, or even the mere smell of paint, you may have to apologize to your neighbor in advance for the “inconvenience.” When the repair is over, you may be expected to again apologize and thank your neighbors for their patience, and offer them small gifts like fruit, soba noodles, or a piece of cake!

There are, indeed, so many rules to adhere to in Japan, and we have to be more sensitive in giving respect to our neighbors who on the other hand, also demand a high level of expectation from you, whether you’re a Japanese or not. Welcome to comfort living in Japan!

Unfinished business


Farewell to a Japan Jazz Icon by David Gregory

The messages from all over Japan read aloud during the service helped us realize how widely Koyama-san touched lives and how many like us were feeling something newly missing from our worlds. But, although wonderful and sometimes saddening us, they did not trigger crying. That happened next.

Those first few notes of the "'Round About Midnight" Miles Davis version, the cut Koyama-san always used to open Jazz Tonight, performed by a live piano and trumpet duo up front near the coffin, did it: Instant recognition, recollections, sighs around the room, eyes closed, arms crossed, heads dropped back or down, and tears, at least for me. How many times had we heard, after Miles breathed his somber opening, Koyama-san's low, raspy voice welcoming us into the studio with, "Minna-san, gokigen ikaga desho-ka everybody, how are you feeling?"?and never thought that someday we would hear him ask about us no more?

Koyama-san's widow, whom, like him, had never known me, stood alone at the coffin head and bowed in silence to everyone in turn after they placed flowers around his body as the duo continued with another slow number, the trumpet sounding so strong and crisp and unusual in a memorial service hall. After we placed our flowers, she responded to my hand on her shoulder, a touch just meant to console her, by immediately turning and reaching for me?a total stranger?burying her head in my chest, and breaking down. She needed that hug that everybody sometimes needs. She let go after her respite when she was ready to face the coffin and everyone else again, and returned to her position. Going to Kashiwa in a snowstorm was worth it just for those few moments when I could do something for her.

So our Kashiwa day was both sad and good. But, why did I even want to go a funeral for a man whom I only knew by voice, and who, although linked to jazz, was not even a musician?

Koyama-san and his Jazz Tonight program I listened to since at least the early 2000s. For more than sixteen years, while my life in Japan has been filled with huge uncertainties, he has been here Saturday nights on the radio, reliable, keeping me connected to the world's music and opening my ears to music from Japan I would not know without him. Listening to him always made me feel good, no matter what had happened in my life during the week or what was coming up in the weeks ahead. Koyama-san and Jazz Tonight were my respite. How well can I replace that comfort?

Koyama-san, thank you for helping this foreigner feel good in Japan. Please rest well in jazz heaven.

NHK Radio, thank you for giving Koyama-san a way to connect with us. Please encourage other DJs to continue doing what he did so well.

To Koyama-san's surviving family members: Please care well for yourselves now, and thank you for supporting and sharing Kiyoshi with us.



The Smallest Box by David Gregory

She came over to my table and asked if I remembered her.
“That’s my boyfriend over there.”
Their table hugged a pillar blocking the sunny Tokyo Bay view enjoyed by the other customers that afternoon in Chiba’s AquaRink ice skating facility café.
“Maybe we will marry next year.”

On my way out, I stopped to congratulate the potential groom to be. What I later heard happened with Hiromi and Hiroshi that night at another place also close to the bay sounded so too good to be true that I visited that place to confirm it really happened. It did.

Hiroshi had reserved for the course menu that night at OCEAN TABLE, next to Chiba Port, on the second floor, where tables sat by the huge windows facing Chiba Port Tower and Tokyo Bay. No view-blocking pillars there. And they had a wait, even with their reservation, because it was Christmas Eve, which in Japan matters much more than the following day; the Eve is the year’s couples’ night out, and single women without dates that night can feel their whole year was wasted.

Hiroshi had changed into a suit after skating, and had urged Hiromi, against her protests about overdressing, into a plaid one-piece, raising expectations. They had never come to a place this nice, one requiring reservations. Saizeriya was more their speed: fast faux-Italian, cheap, and everywhere.
The unexpected wait made Hiroshi antsy. He relaxed and all was perfect after they were seated.

They talked. They ate the Christmas Dinner courses. They ignored the soft Christmas background music. They admired the gleaming, golden Christmas Tree rising from the first-floor buffet area through the open center space across from their table. They could see outside the sparkling flashes and half the tree in Port Tower’s Christmas Illumination, and beyond, the lights from the ships on and facilities around Tokyo Bay, appearing almost twinkling. Perfect—but not for Hiromi.

She went to the toilet. Still he had not asked. The day was done. The reservation system only allowed them two hours there. They had been together all day. He had remembered her birthday-just by coincidence, also that day-with a necklace at AquaRink. Nice, but was that all? He had pestered her since early December about what Christmas present she wanted until she had finally exploded with, “Nothing! Don’t you know I just want a proposal?!” And had added she wanted it to be a surprise. Here he had the perfect chance, and he was wasting it.

She could try enjoying what was left of the evening. Dessert was next. At least here was better than Saizeriya….She was still stuck when she returned to the table, and had no chance to do or say anything, anyway. It was his toilet turn.

Their desserts came. Hiromi sat and waited and pondered the future. Outside, the tower stood alone against the dark sky and Tokyo Bay’s inky darkness.

Their desserts waited. Maybe his tooth was bothering him again. Maybe he was just tolerating it to make the night go well. Maybe for her. Maybe she should go to check on him. Wait-maybe she just heard his voice across the room.

No, only Santa Claus, posing for photographs with diners at the far table. He then started circling the room, giving a small present from his big sack at each table. She could check after he was done.

Hiroshi still had not returned to his seat when Santa reached their table. He handed Hiromi a big, red stocking, by far the room’s largest gift, accompanied by a squeaky, “Atari! You’re a lucky one!” Yeah. She set it aside and Santa moved on. What was he still doing in the toilet?

Santa finished his round, returned to Hiromi, and pointed at her unopened stocking with squeaky, “Un! Un!” grunts. The other diners had opened their presents. She forced a smile and said she was waiting for her boyfriend to return. “Un! Un!”

When Hiromi still resisted, Santa took the stocking in his white-gloved hands and opened it himself. Out first came a big, pink box, heart shaped. He opened that and pulled out another heart-shaped box, and then, from inside that, another heart-shaped box. Another smaller, heart-shaped box followed. He removed from that an even smaller heart-shaped box, and thrust it to Hiromi with one more squeaky, “Un!”

Still gone. Well, he’d miss it. Hiromi obeyed Santa this time and opened it, the smallest box in the room …and her mind and face went blank.

After that frozen moment passed, Hiromi looked at Santa. The second shock hit, and more followed. Santa Claus had ripped off his gloves, furry hat, sunglasses, and huge, flowing beard. He took the box from her?she was still speechless?dropped onto one knee, held the open box out and up to her in both stretching hands, and said in a voice loud enough for everyone in the room to hear, “Hiromi-san, boku-to kekkon shite kudasai! Hiromi, please marry me!”

Outside, to anybody looking, Port Tower’s Christmas Illumination still flashed, and the lights on and around Tokyo Bay still appeared almost twinkling. Inside OCEAN TABLE, on the second floor, everything was happening so fast that Hiromi just did not know which was more difficult to believe: Hiroshi and the ring he first tried slipping onto the finger on her right hand, the one he had taken in his before she held out her left hand, or the following PAN! and PAN! PAN! PAN! PAN! PAN! and PAN! PAN! and PAN! explosions ripping and ribbons shooting around the room as diners at the floor’s other tables popped the party crackers they had found with the notes in their presents from Santa Claus.

Copyright © 2018 David L. Gregory All rights reserved.


I Did It! by David Gregory

She had been here before. But, those were tour-guided or hand-held visits. After living most of her life in white-bread suburban USA, driving everywhere, shopping in giant malls and supermarkets, and needing only one currency and one language, my mother ventured out on her own, within and beyond Chiba, during one trip to Japan. From her notes, here are Dorothy's...

Grocery Shopping in Neighborhood―Walk five only one bag...walk five blocks back. Survived it!

Shopping in City Center―Walk six blocks to bus stop. Ride bus fifteen minutes. Arrive at stores. Walk around. Look. Decide: cookies.

Buying: “Ikura desu-ka how much?” Hmm. “Kakimasu kudasai write please.”

Paying options: give large bill, let clerk figure change, or open change purse, let clerk take out correct amount. Decide to just give some cash.

Clerk shakes her head (“NO! MORE!”), then counts out correct amount needed from register and shows me. I mimic her action from my change purse. Smiles! Deep bows with many, “Arigato gozaimasu thank you very much!”-es.
(My error: thought there was decimal point in Yen price....)

Open cookies, expecting pirouettes with chocolate centers. Instead, peanut butter waffle rolls, no chocolate. No wonder, now I see peanut sketch on package. “Shoganai can’t be changed,” I did it to myself. It could have been worse!
Travelling to Visit Friend’s Family on Other Side of Chiba―Walk ten blocks to train. Purchase ticket. Electronic lady on ticket machine screen says, “Arigato gozaimasu” and bows. Ride train twenty minutes, watching for correct stop, get off, walk seven blocks to house. I did it myself!

Visiting Hisae Overnight―My Japanese study partner in USA returned to Japan, now lives on other side of Tokyo Bay.

Take large purse and large tote bag with jacket, nightie, toothbrush, cosmetics. Walk six blocks to bus stop. Ride bus to train station. Ride train eighty minutes to Yokohama. Find correct exit from station. EASY. Did not even look at note in pocket explaining route and Japanese signs. And, look! Hisae and three-year old Kei are waiting! “Hello!” they say! Many hugs!

I did it!

Then, still more travel: train together fifteen minutes, short taxi uphill to lovely apartment, sunny and bright.

Returning to Chiba, just reverse process. Next time, we can meet at a station halfway in between. I can do it.
I can do it!

Copyright (C) 2015 David Gregory. All rights reserved. Chiba, Japan

Book Review


Cherry Blossoms in the Time of Earthquakes and Tsunami by Rey Ventura
Ateneo de Manila University Press, 2014,
291 pp, USD34.00

Reviewed by Randy Swank

video maker and scriptwriter Rey Ventura won the 2015 National Book Award for his third collection of essays, Cherry Blossoms in the Time of Earthquakes and Tsunami, but for some strange twist of fate you will find very little information on this book. You can’t even buy it on Amazon. This is a shame because Cherry Blossoms... is a beautiful, insightful and thought-provoking book.

These 11 essays, some of them autobiographical, see Ventura travelling back and forth between the Philippines and Japan, his adopted country, often portraying the many ways Filipino lives have been shaped and affected by their rich quasi-neighbor. Like in "A Suitable Donor," where the young men who live in the Manila slum of Banseco tell of how they came to "donate" a kidney or another organ to help a rich person in need − often from Japan.

Cherry Blossoms in the Time of Earthquakes and Tsunami
by Rey Ventura
Ateneo de Manila University Press, 2014, 291 pp, USD34.00

In "Miniskirts and Stilettos" we meet Ginto, a young lady who comes to Japan dreaming of making it big as a singer and entertainer but has to deal instead with a much darker reality; while "Mr. Suzuki Tries Again" and "Into the Snow Country" are tragicomic tales of arranged marriages where the dreams and expectations of bride-starved farmers from Japan's Deep North clash with those of young Filipino women who want to escape their poverty and go into marriage "as a girl goes into a convent." Ventura tells these stories with a great eye for detail and manages to find a ray of light even in the darkest corners, or poetry in the midst of a nuclear disaster.

The book's first essay is called "The Slow Boat to Manila" and indeed, slowness is the first word that comes to mind when considering Ventura's approach to writing. Everything Ventura does is slow. He is no magazine reporter after all, and will spend days or even months getting to know a person he wants to write about. That's the kind of personal commitment and deep connection with his subject that one feels when reading his essays.


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Broadway Our Way Concert

For one night only, the Fairfield County Children's Choir lights up Broadway! Join us on February 27 at 7 pm for "Broadway Our Way." Together but separate, our talented children from 19 local towns will perform an hour-long virtual concert of Broadway favorites that will livestream to quarantine bubbles, families, friends, and far-reaching music fans. Tickets are $30 per household; everyone is guaranteed a front-row seat.
The lights may be off on Broadway, but we promise our choristers will transport you to The Great White Way from the comfort of your home. Highlights include three show-stopping virtual choirs of nearly 300 soaring voices singing "The Greatest Show" from The Greatest Showman, "Happiness" from You're a Good Man Charlie Brown, and "Do Re Mi" from The Sound of Music. Our audience will enjoy talented soloists and two sing-alongs from favorites including Aladdin, The Secret Garden, Newsies, The Last Five Years, Beauty and the Beast, Bring It On, Ame´lie, Frozen, and Wicked.

Date:2/28 (Tue), 2021 9:00am
Venue: Online


Bella Beats Winter Showcase

The Bella Beats dance team was founded in 2011 as a high performance dance troupe. Over the past ten years, the troupe has performed at many community events. As a team they have traveled across Canada and the United States, participating in workshops, classes, and parades at Disneyland, on Broadway, and much more!
This season, they have focused on technique, strengthening, and of course - adaptability! Four performance teams take the stage, with dancers ages 6 - 16. Their two competition teams are also presenting their competitive pieces as they prepare for a season of virtual competitions.
Offered at the show are many pieces, in many different styles. A few of the pieces were created by Bella teachers, some by the dancers themselves, and some via Zoom with the industry's leading choreographers.
Sit back, relax, and enjoy the performance. These dancers are incredible in so many ways!

Date:3/1, 2021 9:30am − 12:00pm JST
Venue: Online

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Wallace & Gromit: Big Fix Up:

From the magical world of Wallace and Gromit comes a first-of-its-kind experience - a real-time AR adventure, featuring a new story that YOU and the whole family can take part in! The duo have a new business venture, ‘Spick & Spanners’, which has won a contract to clean and fix the whole of Bristol… but they’ll have to work for pie magnate and wannabe city mayor Bernard Grubb who sees ‘The Big Fix Up’ an easy vote-winner for his election campaign. There’s a lot to do… which is where YOU come in! Sign up to the app and become part of Wallace and Gromit’s Spick & Spanners crew, enhancing your world with authentic, colourful and detailed augmented reality as you take part in a clean-up operation like no other! And you’ll also have a mystery to solve along the way, too…


For kids to express their creative passions & make their own music videos! Discover a whole new way to play with LEGO(R) VIDIYO(TM): an exciting new music video maker that lets your kids express their passion for music, dance and play in a completely safe and positive social networking community for young creatives. Using augmented reality to bring our all-new LEGO Bandmates to life, kids can rebuild their everyday world and direct, produce and star in their very own music videos to the beat of their own imagination. A fun, interactive social network app for kids to turn screen time into creativity time, LEGO VIDIYO sets the stage for the next generation of young music creatives to be inspired, everywhere.


Tokyo Voice Column


Living in the Hot Spring paradise by Cherry

It has only been one year since I first came to study in Beppu city, Oita prefecture but I already felt attached to this place as if it was my own hometown, Vietnam.

The pleasant surroundings are one of the reasons I like here. I had taken a hiking to a long beautiful coastline across the city, and a city night view from Beppu Wan has become my favorite spot. Also, the hospitality especially from the elderly has made a deep impression on me. I still remember when I had trouble using a bus, one fine grandmother came to help me. Using my crappy Japanese I thanked and had a talk with her. She is living with her husband, whose son works in Tokyo. Despite the hustle life, he always manages to come back to see them. Listening to the story reminded me of my parents back home. Before getting off the bus, I was gifted a bag of Kabosu, Oita prefecture’s famous citrus fruit. How can I forget such a kind-hearted woman?

Back to my life in Beppu, can you imagine living in a place having the world’s renowned hot springs? From upon the Kannawa district to downtown area, Beppu provides us with series of hot springs where we can soothe our body and soul after hard days’ work. What is more, by joining the ‘Hell Tour’, you can visit the hot springs with different colors and enjoy hot spring eggs. The Beppu Hot Spring Festival in April is the biggest festival where there are parades, fireworks and most hot springs are free of charge. I believe not only international tourists but Japanese people will definitely enjoy Beppu’s hot springs during vacation.

Having been living here for one year, I am satisfied that I made a right choice to study in this wonderful country. I am sure not only me but any other international student would feel the same. Dear Tokyoites, why not taking a chance and visiting Beppu, the hot spring paradise?





MUSEUM -What's Going on?-


Constable A History of His Affections in England

The nineteenth-century painter John Constable (1776-1837) ranks with J.M.W. Turner for innovating English landscape painting and deepening appreciation for the genre. Constable devoted himself to painting the places that were intimately related to his own life in England: numerous paintings of Salisbury, Hampstead, Brighton, and the rural landscapes of his native Suffolk speak of everything he loved and nurtured with such great care. In addition to oils, water colors, drawings, and prints from the Tate Collection, the exhibition will also display around twenty works by contemporaries of Constable. Never wavering in his pursuit, Constable brought to life a world of vibrant landscape painting that will be presented through eighty-five works, including some outstanding pieces from collections in Japan.

John Constable
Hampstead Heath with a Rainbow
1836, Oil on canvas, 50.8 x 76.2 cm, (C)Tate

"Constable is one of the best-known and certainly one of the very greatest painters of nature. The exhibition will include plentiful examples of his expressive and vigorous open-air oil sketches. Some of these were painted in the fields and along the lanes of his native Suffolk. Others, such as cloud studies painted in Hampstead or beach scenes made in the coastal resort of Brighton, convey a remarkable sense of freshness and of open air breezes, which should prove a welcome antidote to visitors given their recent experience of a global pandemic." - Art Historian, Anne Lyles

Period: February 20 (Sat) to May 30 (Sun), 2021
Venue: Mitsubishi Ichigokan Museum, Tokyo
Hours: 10:00-18:00 (last admission 30 minutes before closing)
-21:00 on Fridays (apart from holidays) and on the second Wednesday of the month.)
Closed: Mondays (apart from holidays, February 22, March 29, April 26)
Admission: General: ¥1,900 High school and University studentS: ¥1,000 / Elementary and Junior High school students: FREE

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《I had fun throughout my lifetime, building my own small theater.》 - Robert Doisneau
Perhaps best for his famous 1950 image of a couple kissing on the streets of Paris―Le baiser de l'ho^tel de ville (Kiss by the Town Hall)―Robert Doisneau, along with Henri Cartier-Bresson, was a pioneer of photojournalism. Doisneau captured unassuming images of street life around Paris, as well as working on prestigious advertising and photojournalism campaigns. “The marvels of daily life are so exciting; no movie director can arrange the unexpected that you find in the street,” he once said. Recruited as both a soldier and photographer for the French resistance at the outbreak of the Second World War, Doisneau also produced images of France in wartime.

Self-portrait of Robert Doisneau, 1949 in Villejuif, France

Robert Doisneau (1912−1994) is one of France's most celebrated photographers. He produced many excellent works depicting Paris, and continues to be dearly loved by many around the world. This exhibition features some 200 pieces that richly convey Doisneau's unique sense of music. These photographs were taken over the 1930s to the 1990s, capturing chansons, jazz performances, and many more musical moments as they bloomed in the streets of Paris. Based on an exhibition met with high acclaim at the Muse´e de la musique within the Philharmonie de Paris (located in the 19th arrondissement of Paris) and held from the end of 2018 to the spring of 2019, his works have now traveled to Japan in a rearranged display.


Period: - March 31, 2021 (Sun)
Venue: Bunkamura THE MUSEUM
Hours: 10:00-18:00 / - 20:00 On Fridays & Saturdays (last admission 30 minutes before closing)
Admission: Adult: ¥1,500 / College & high school students: ¥700 / Junior high & elementary school students ¥400

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Strange but True



Three Cubans have been rescued from a deserted island in the Bahamas after reportedly living on coconuts and rats for 33 days. The trio were airlifted to safety by the US Coast Guard on Tuesday after being spotted waving flags during a routine air patrol. Various local media reports suggested the group had lived on conch shells, rats and coconuts while struggling to find freshwater. The two men and a woman told rescuers that their boat had capsized in rough waters between Cuba and the Florida Keys, leaving them stranded on Anguilla Cay, according to reports. Mike Allert, the aircraft commander on the helicopter, told ABC News that a helicopter hoisted the group off the island in a 30 minute rescue. They were then brought to the Lower Keys Medical Center in Key West, Florida, with no reported injuries, officials said, adding that they were fatigued and dehydrated. Lieutenant Justin Dougherty added: ‘I am amazed that they were in such good shape. That is pretty extraordinary’, Local 10 reported. ‘It was incredible, I don’t know how they did it.’

Watch Out for the Angry Cow:

An escaped cow ran inside a hospital and attacked patients, knocked over chairs and caused general panic. CCTV from the waiting room shows how the animal got inside and started running around, like a bull in a china shop on February 13. A group of people inside ran to a corner for safety but were followed by the cow that then slammed into them. In the video, the cow falls several times allowing some patients to escape, but leaves an injured woman trapped on the floor as two men manage to grab the animal’s lead and pull it away. Local newspaper Vanguardia said nobody was seriously injured in the incident as the trampled woman was treated for minor contusions and pain while the rest of the patients did not seek treatment. The rogue cow also damaged two motorcycles at the hospital’s entrance and some chairs in the waiting room...



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