
When my parents stayed with us for three weeks from March to April, Grandma made this origami boxes for our daughter. She takes them apart and puts them together, and starts all over again. She still plays with it.

Here is the outermost one with everything in. I saw her working on it, while imagining me making these boxes for my own grand child in the future, wondering what language s/he would be speaking. Whatever his/her language, I will proudly pass on this beautiful Japanese culture.