Getting to Know the Ohta River (1)
Clam Clam Poems
Poems with Clams
Enjoy the Clam Tour
Yummmmy!
Just Like Mom's Cooking
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Yummmmy!

We went clam digging. At first we could only find small ones, but gradually we got better at finding them. On the way back, osuso-wake (the adults made sure we all had enough?). We looked forward to eating them. The next day, we had a clam feast. Before we could eat, the principal made a speech to us, but all we could think about was eating. A wonderful smell filled the room. When we tasted the clams, "Yummmmm!"



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