Memoirs of a Geisha Journal Entry from the Pov of the Chairman
Memoirs of a Geisha Character Journal
First Entry:
Chairman Iwamura
Dear Journal,
Today I had the most peculiar encounter. This afternoon, as I was nearing the
Minamiza Theater to see the Kabuki play, Shibaraku after lunch, I met a young girl no
older than 14 dressed in maids attire and crying in an alley along the Shirakawa Stream. I
was not thinking when I approached her for I was with two business associates and a
geisha who was accompanying us but something drew me towards her. She had not yet
noticed me until I spoke something about the day and her unhappiness. When the words
left my mouth she looked up and studied me with her beautiful grey blue eyes. I felt as if I
could see right through to her soul and they glistened from her tears. The openness of her
eyes amazed me, I have never met anyone like her.
This girl would no longer look at me out of politeness and the other men I was
with told me to leave her be because of her status of being a maid and the fact that the
show would be starting soon. I know that both should’ve deterred me from continuing to
talk to her but I could not simply leave this beautiful young girl alone without helping her
somewhat. I tried asking her what was troubling her but she answered politely and
shortly. Then, I decided I would give her some money for a shaved ice as this might cheer
her up a bit. I also gave her my handkerchief to dry her tears and wipe her face. I wished
to see her beautiful eyes once more before she left but, alas, she turned away and quickly
walked back to the street. After she left my business partners, the geisha and myself
hurried into the theater and I have been thinking of my encounter with the beautiful grey-
eyed girl all day.
I decided earlier that I would discover who this girl is and why she was
crying. After the show I sought out anyone who would help me and it didn’t take long for
it is quite
First Entry:
Chairman Iwamura
Dear Journal,
Today I had the most peculiar encounter. This afternoon, as I was nearing the
Minamiza Theater to see the Kabuki play, Shibaraku after lunch, I met a young girl no
older than 14 dressed in maids attire and crying in an alley along the Shirakawa Stream. I
was not thinking when I approached her for I was with two business associates and a
geisha who was accompanying us but something drew me towards her. She had not yet
noticed me until I spoke something about the day and her unhappiness. When the words
left my mouth she looked up and studied me with her beautiful grey blue eyes. I felt as if I
could see right through to her soul and they glistened from her tears. The openness of her
eyes amazed me, I have never met anyone like her.
This girl would no longer look at me out of politeness and the other men I was
with told me to leave her be because of her status of being a maid and the fact that the
show would be starting soon. I know that both should’ve deterred me from continuing to
talk to her but I could not simply leave this beautiful young girl alone without helping her
somewhat. I tried asking her what was troubling her but she answered politely and
shortly. Then, I decided I would give her some money for a shaved ice as this might cheer
her up a bit. I also gave her my handkerchief to dry her tears and wipe her face. I wished
to see her beautiful eyes once more before she left but, alas, she turned away and quickly
walked back to the street. After she left my business partners, the geisha and myself
hurried into the theater and I have been thinking of my encounter with the beautiful grey-
eyed girl all day.
I decided earlier that I would discover who this girl is and why she was
crying. After the show I sought out anyone who would help me and it didn’t take long for
it is quite