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About Kappa’s Diary
My mum and I had moved from a southern island to the hilltop of PocaPoca Village and hence began my days at the local elementary school. No more familiar sights of the sea, only mountains beyond mountains, and long, long journeys to school. It was kind of lonely at the beginning, but since I had made friends, the days become more cheerful.
New to the north, new to the mountains. New experiences every day. So I started this diary-keeping, writing down bits and bits of this fresh new life.