I can see the Toji temple on Wednesdays when the train is about to reach Kyoto station on my way home from the university in Himeji. Senior hight I attended for three years when I was young was (and is) situated in precincts of this temple. We were taught to be like Buddhist monks to concentrate on studying. Looking back at my school days I can remember pleasant memories except the encounter with the teacher who advised me to learn Greek philosophy. It was he who first taught me ancinet Greek. I was 17 years old. It is not too much to say that I owe what I am today to this teacher. I always see the temple with mixed feelings.