Why can't I stop the tea ceremony, which I got into because of Japanese sweets?[Chapter 1]

The reason for this is simple; it is fun to do.
I’m very lucky to have found a hobby that I am so into and be in an environment where I can continue it.
The encounters were really trivial.
It is said that what you concentrate on when you are young can be enjoyed at any age, no matter how old you feel at the time.

I first encountered the tea ceremony in April, when I had just started high school.
It was because my first friend at school recommended it to me because of the ‘Wagashi’ Japanese sweets that we could eat.
At the time, I did’nt have any club activities that I want to join.
So, I decided to join the club just because i heard that we could eat Japanese sweets every time.

The club was very fortunate for a metropolitan high school at that time, as it had a proper tea room and weekly Ura-senke instructor.
Practice was held twice a week, including a day for students to practice on their own. The small number of lessons was very attracvtive.

After a year of practice, when i was able to enter the room with a tray and serve powdered green tea to the guests, i became absorbed in the astmosphere of the  tea room, and the following year, i became the vice director of the tea ceremony, the next year.
The director was a classmate of mine who is the daughter of a Japanese sweets shop owner. Naturally, the sweets used for the weekly practice were upgraded.
the sweets form the cultural festival were a few percent smaller than the regularly, but decent ‘NERIKIRI’ were sereved.
Over the course of three years, my sneaky foodie plan was fulfilled.

When i entered university, i wondered again what club activities i should join, After deliberation, i joined the ESS club. The reason was that my sister’s friends, who were a junior college student at the same university, welcomed me kindly. 
As usual, the reason was irrepressible as ever.

I eventually graduated and my tea ceremony career came to an end, but I continued to visit art galleries, museums, and tea ceremonies whenever er I could until my early thirties, when I retired after marriage and began to raise my children.
Perhaps it was because I always paid attention to the movements of my hands, but the way I handled the ladle used to serve miso soup because strangely beautiful.
Even if you don’t actually practice the tea ceremony, you can keep the feeling alive as much as you want.

The world is full of “SADO“!!!