Voici l'histoire de Kogepan! Je ne l'ai trouvée qu'en anglais désolée... L'article est accompagné de quelques photos mais wallpaper et autres images devraient arriver bientot!   Bref voila l'hisoite de Kogepan, petite mascotte japonaise sur le meme plan "trop mignon" dans la lignée de Hello Kitty and co. Comme on me la fait remarqué il est vrai qu'il s'agit d'une fable sur l'acceptation de la difference et ça me touche beaucoup, c'est tout de mem marant de faire passer ce message a travers un petit pain cramé!   Donc voila l'hisoire de kogepan raconté par Kogepan! (si ça gene certain de lire ceci parcequ'il s ne savent pas bien lire l'anglais je me fairai une joie de faire un nouveau post en anglais mais seulement sur demande!       I am Kogepan. I was from a bakery shop in Hokkaido. My bakery shop is very famous in Japan because the red bead buns that it churns out are so delicious that only 20 of such type are made each day. I was supposed to be a delicious red bean bun too, but an unfortunate accident had  happened...   On the day I was supposed to be brought into the oven, I was thrilled because the moment has finally arrived for me to become what most breads have always wanted to be - a high quality red bean bread. As I continue to ponder on that, I began to giggle in excitement.   When the baker began to take me and my friends out from the oven, I was ecstatic because everything had went smoothly. However, my happiness is somehow short-lived when the baker accidentally tilted the pan and...   And I fell back into the oven and disappeared into a cloud of smoke. I looked around for my friends but they were not there. I was very afraid. I was getting cooked again and there was a burnt smell seeping out from me. I thought to myself "Somebody please come and save me!"   Nobody noticed that I was missing and I waited in the oven for another 30 minutes. My skin was no longer a golden color and had turned dark brown. I smelt awful. Finally, the baker saw me and took me out from the oven, but he did not place me back on the shelves where the other red bean buns were.   I am a burnt bread and certainly, nobody wants to buy me. I felt lonely and upset. I thought to myself that my life as a bread was very meaningless. I was so disillusion that my eyes turned white.    The other red bean buns always mock at me, calling me awful names. The baker did not even pay attention to me at all. I think the whole world hates me.    I decided to run away from home. Nobody will care anyway. I shall run to a place where nobody exists and nobody will make fun of me.   I spent most of my time smoking and drinking milk as beer. I became very depressed and pessimistic.   After a few days, I finally came to my senses, and decided not to live my life like this anymore. The bakery is still my home after all.   Back at the bakery I decided to read a book titled "How to become a delicious bread" to improve myself. I believed that if I continue to work hard, I will eventually attain my dream of becoming a delicious red bean bun.   But every time I see the other red bean buns I lose hope and become jealous again. I always lecture them about the life of being a bread and because of that, all of them were afraid of me. Other Characters Kuriimupan (creamy bread) is also a burnt bread like me. We are very good friends and we always drink beer (milk) together and often run away from home. They are called Kireipan, as known as the pretty breads. They are delicious and unlike me, they are not burnt. I am always jealous of them. My friend Sumipan is even more burnt than me. He is called the charcoal bread and he is also my very good friend. Ichigopan is the latest addition to the family. He is the strawberry cream bread and unlike the other bread, he is pink in color.

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