One Liter of Tears – A Young Girl’s Fight for Life (Aya’s Diary). Tankobon Softcover. $ 1 Liter of Tears – Aya’s Diary of the Girls Continue the Fight Against. Introduction to Kito Aya and Her Diary木 藤 亜 也 (Aya Kito)(July – May 23, ) went into eternal sleep at the age of 26, surrounded by flower. 12 quotes from Aya Kito: ‘I want to be like the air. Aya Kito quotes Showing of “I want to be like the air. tags: 1-litre-of-tears, a-diary-of-tears · 51 likes.
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I understand the feelings of some of the fans ot me unable to read the diary but crazily hoping the English translation would come out one day soon so I thought I wanna translate the diary, Japanese to English, and spread out “Kitou Aya’s goodness and strong desireness to survive when she was alive”. Sunday, June 21, Posted by JaMeS at 8: Saturday, June 20, One Liter Of Tears – series intro.
One Litre of Tears “To be able to smile and tell everyone this; i have, ayaa, cried one litre of tears. A person with shallow tears will definitely cry with this series. This is about a 15 years old girl that was diagnose with an incurable disease.
Her name was Aya; smart, love sports basketballgood yaa everyone, and loved by everyone young lady. Posted by JaMeS at 2: Pictures from Aya’s Diary These are the only pics from Aya’s diary but you can really see her innocence and earnest desire to live.
Hope idary enjoy the pics! Posted by JaMeS at 1: Introduction to Kito Aya and Her Diary: Aya Kito was diagnosed with a disease called Spinocerebellar ataxia when she was 15 years old. The disease causes the person to lose control over their body, but because the person can retain all mental ability the disease acts as a prison.
Aya discovers this disastrous news as the disease has already developed. There is no cure. Through family, medical examinations and rehabilitations, and finally succumbing to the disease, Aya must cope with the disease and live on with life until her death at the age of Pictures of Kito Aya when she was alive and struggling for her life. How big I’ve grown! I think I should thank Mom and Dad.
I’m determined to get better grades and be much more healthier so that I won’t disappoint them. That’s part of diart reason why Kjtou want to enjoy the prime of my life.
I don’t want to have anything to regret in the future. I’m going to a school camp the day after tomorrow.
I must study hard to finish my homework, otherwise I won’t feel free. Keep it up, Aya! Tiger, the neighbors’ fierce dog, bit Mary on the neck, and she died. Tiger is big, but Mary was very small. She went up to him wagging her short tail to show she was friendly. She died without being able to cry out.
That must have been so frustrating for her. If she ktiou been born a dog, she wouldn’t have had to die so soon. Mary, I hope you’ll be happy wherever you are! Our new house is finished. The bug room on the east side of the second floor is like a castle for me and my younger sister, Ako.
It has a white ceiling and the walls are dizry veneer. The scenery through the windows is different from what I’m used to. I’m happy we have our own room, but a big room makes me feel a bit lonely. I wonder if I’ll be able to sleep tonight? Starting in a fresh mood! I should wear T-shirts and pants more comfortable for moving around in. I mustn’t neglect my studies! Besides all these, Diqry should record what happens everyday in my diary.
I order myself to do all these oitou. He’s a bit impetuous, but sweet. I respect her, but she’s tough when she goes right to the heart of the matter. At the start of adolescence. A crybaby, in short.
Loses temper easily, but also laughs easily. I have a sense of rivalry with kitoh in terms of both study and personality. Kktou these days she has me under pressure. He’s younger than me, but he sometimes seems more like an elder brother. He’s also Diarry the dog’s foster father.
He has a rich imagination but can be careless. She has Mom’s curly hair and Dad’s face her eyes in particular, the hands of the clocl pointing to eight twenty.
I wonder if it’s because I’ve been skipping meals to do all my homework and independent research? Even when I think of doing something I can’t carry it out, and that gets me into trouble.
I blame myself, but I can’t make any progress. I’m just wasting energy.
“The Complete Diary of Aya – 1 Liter of Tears.”
I want to put on a bit of weight. I’ll try to take action kiitou tomorrow so that my plans won’t be ruined. I was only about metres away from kifou. I banged my chin hard. I touched it gently and found my fingers were covered with blood. I picked up my bags and umbrella that were scattered on the road and retraced my steps back home. Oh dear, what happened? I couldn’t say anything.
Mom quickly wiped my blood face with a towel.
“The Complete Diary of Aya – 1 Liter of Tears.”
There was some grit in the cut. She quickly helped change out my wet clothes and firmly applied a plaster to the cut. Then we jumped into the car. I had two stitches without any anesthesia. It was all a result of my clumsiness, so I tried to bear the pain with my teeth clenched. But, more important, I’m sorry, Mom-because of me you had to take a day off work. Looking at my painful chin in the mirror, I wondered why I didn’t put my arms forward to break my fall.
Was it because my athletic ability is poor? I was pleased, however, that the cut was at the back of my chin. If I had a scar in some more visible place, that future would be a closed book for me in terms of marriage.
My physical education scores so far: First grade at junior high-3 Second grade-2 Third grade-1 How disappointing! I was hoping to gain a bit kutou strength with the circuit training during the summer holiday.
I didn’t do it long enough. So I suppose it’s not surprising. Of course wya isn’t! This morning, the sunlight and a pleasant breeze were coming in through the yellow diarh curtains on the kitchen window. You’re very good at English. So why don’t you try and thoroughly master that? It’s the international language, so I’m sure it’ll be useful in the future.
It doesn’t matter if your score for PE is mitou 1. Mom made me realize that I still have some hope. I’m becoming more and more weepy. And my body won’t move the way I want it to. Am I getting a fluster because I’m lazy about doing my homework, which I could only finish if I spent five hours a day on it? Something inside my body seems to be going wrong.
I have a feeling that tightens my heart. I want to get more exercise. I want to run with all my might.