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music. Exhibit C. It's truly criminal.

My love for my husband has become stronger since I fell ill with this disease.

My mouth quivers so badly that I can't touch the food people bring me.

So I give all my presence to Moe. He's been so helpful, you know. So kind.

Did I tell you before that I'm his second wife?

We met through a matchmaker. I came here from Amakusa.

Less than three years after we got married, I fell ill with this strange disease.

Such bad luck. I can't even adjust my kimono. Look how I shake.

No matter how often I tell my body to stop shaking, it won't obey me.

I can't control my own hands and legs. Whenever he comes here, my husband helps me adjust my kimono,

muttering that I've become a helpless woman. Once he said I should wear underpants,

because my kimono kept falling in front. So he brought me long drawers and helped me into them.

As he helped me into the pants I said to him, I have really become a helpless creature, my dear.

I want to get my own body back the way it was before. I want to go back to the strong, healthy body

with which I came into the world. I've never been sick. I've never had to stay in bed. I was

brimming with energy. I could work harder than any man. It used to be so lovely out on the sea.

I want nothing else, just to be like I was before I got the strange disease, to be able to

grow a boat and to land a net again. I feel so miserable now. A helpless wretch with a body like a freak.

I can't even wash my underwear when I have my period. If I don't work, my family won't be able to make ends meet.

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