Called “teru teru bozu” in Japanese, the dolls are representative of the age-old human desire spanning cultures around the world to control the environment.
While they had the usual arguments that brothers often have, they would never throw anyone out of the house and wouldn't do something like this to our father.
I’d heard The March of the Brigadier General, courtesy of Miss Simon several times. Jaunty, is how she described it. “Practice those staccato notes,” she’d said.
