今天又見到我很喜歡的小桓哥，我畫完他的肖像後要求他畫我，結果我變成捲髮的多拉愛夢。
Today I met my favorite little boy Juan again. After I finished his portrait, I offered to be his model. Little did I expect that I would turn out to be Doraemon with curly hair.
現在有個習慣，朋友聚會時如果有小朋友，我會很自動地移到他們身邊，通常我會隨身帶著彩色筆，我們會一起畫圖。我總覺得自己小時候活得太不像孩子了，現在一心ㄧ意想彌補之前未能和同齡的小朋友共處的樂趣。
I have got into a habit now. In friends' gatherings, if there is a group of kids, I will automatically move over and pretend to be one of them. Usually I bring colored pens with me, and that enables us to draw together. I feel that I didn't get to be a child when young. Now I am intent on making up to myself for the fun I didn't enjoy of spending time with children of my age before.
小桓一點也不畏縮地畫在我的札記本裡，我們一人分一面，他說我把自己畫得很老，我就在旁邊畫了年輕版的我，他顯然滿意許多，然後他又畫起最愛的多拉愛夢，我們聊起兩人都很喜歡的土耳其進行曲，他眼裡露出閃閃的光芒說：那是我最喜歡的曲子耶！
Juan drew fearlessly in my journal. We each were responsible for one page. He commented on my old-looking portrait, so I drew a younger version of myself, which obviously pleased him more than the first one. He was engrossed in drawing his beloved Doraemon again. We chatted about the song Turkish March. His eyes shone with glow saying, "That's my favorite song!"
有時候說的話太多，連自己都覺得不踏實。可是這時候只要有個小孩坐在我身邊，我們一起安安靜靜地畫圖，我就會感到安心。
Sometimes I talk so much that I don't believe in what I say anymore. But at this moment, if there is a child sitting next to me and drawing with me in silence, their presence never fails to comfort me...
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