Sendai is famous throughout Japan for a special Japanese delicacy called "gyu tan"...or cow tongue. I haven't had the opportunity to try it yet, but I have committed to taking the plunge! In the meantime, I am tongue-tied enough trying to learn the Japanese language... It's going to be a blast; I hope you enjoy a vicarious Japanese adventure and who knows, maybe I'll cook you some gyu tan in a year?

Sunday, October 31, 2010

through inspired eyes...the widsom of youth

October 31, 2010

Happy Halloween!

It doesn’t feel like Halloween to me today! I guess that’s normal when living abroad, for once-celebrated holidays to blend with every other day of the year. I actually forgot it was Halloween until a Japanese guy at church (who lived in the States for a while) approached me and cheered, “Happy Halloween!” It isn’t as if I’ve completely gone without celebrating though. I did have a Halloween party last week with Language club and I made little holiday treat bags for my coworkers and Language club members! Still, this has been anything but a typical holiday season for me.

With two girls from Language Club! We did all sorts of Halloween activities, including trick-or-treating, playing games, and telling scary stories!

What's more surprising to me than the fact that it’s Halloween is that it’s seriously the last day of October. November starts tomorrow?! But...but...I’m not ready for winter! I have a little heater called a “stove” that I plug into the wall and fill with kerosene for warmth. It doesn’t turn off automatically though so I have to unplug it while I'm asleep or at work. I'm not used to this way of staying warm! I also have to turn on a water heater and wait several minutes anytime I want warm water... This afternoon I even refilled my kerosene tank with more oil from a huge plastic jug that I refill at the local convenient store! Ha ha is this real life? Oh yes, yes it is. And I LOVE it! I unpacked my winter gear and I’m definitely prepared for winter, I’m just not ready for it. I swear the discrepancy there makes sense in my mind somehow...

Anyway, work has been busier than ever and at least I have my adorable students to distract me from the cold (there is no heating in the schools, either). Work has been so busy because the senior girls have entrance exams coming up that they must pass in order to get into college and I’ve been helping them study. In these entrance exams, they will have to read, analyze, and write essays in English, as well as participate in an interview conducted entirely in English. It’s a pretty intense process and they are all super nervous. I come in early, stay late, and have literally been booked through my lunch periods, prep periods, and sometimes in between classes because I have been meeting with the senior girls and helping them prepare. I conduct mock interviews, edit mock essays, correct pronunciation and grammar, and most importantly, build confidence. These girls are amazing, really. I am so impressed by their creativity, their intelligence, and their dedication.

This has also been really fun for me because I’m getting to know more students and I’m getting to know them on a much more personal level than is possible in a typical classroom setting. I typically teach all “first-grade” students (the first of the three high-school grades—those I call “senior girls” are actually referred to as “third-grade students” here) and this lets me get to know the older girls, too!

With some of my third-grade girls before temperatures plummeted...!

I feel like a mom bragging about her kids, but I want to offer you a glimpse of what I am working with every day. With their permission, I would like to share some insights into the world—through the inspired eyes of my Miyagi First girls. I have corrected these answers and essays and walked through the changes with those that wrote them, but I want to share with you their words before I edited them...not to highlight the trivial mistakes, but to emphasize their remarkable strengths—I want you to read the integrity of their words and know that they were written without any influence or modifications from me. I hope these words will touch your heart the way they touch mine.

How important is your nationality to your sense of identity?
From the eyes and heart of Chihana, Age 17

When I am in Japan, I don’t feel importance of my nationality in my sense of identity. But once I go out of Japan, my nationality means a lot to myself because I would be asked my opinions as a opinion of Japanese in general. And sometimes I appreciate my nationality when I come to have unique point of view of my own, which is fostered in my experience in Japan. This is when I strongly feel importance of my nationality in my sense of identity.

Do you think that the rising rate of divorce is a problem?
From the eyes and heart of Chinami, Age 17

I think the rising rate of divorce is not much a problem, because I would prefer someone to get divorced than to suffer from conflict and problems such as domestic violence. However, a couple with their kids should be more careful about divorce, because I think single-parented family are more likely to face financial problems and the biggest reason is that children may blame themselves by their parents get divorced or feel to be abandoned when they are left by their parent.

How do you think countries could work together to end war?
From the eyes and heart of Haruka, Age 16

One idea is that the countries all over the world don’t have any force. If all countries didn’t have any weapons and army, it would be hard to cause war. The other is that all countries have kindness. They should think not only their benefit, but also the world profit and peace people have to be kind and not to be selfish in order to live happy lives. We can apply this to relation among the countries.

I enjoy all the students I have been working with, but Haruna came to me for help months ago and I work with her the most often, so I take special joy in watching her progress in her writing. She always has a creative approach to everything she does and I love her wit, admire her dedication, and appreciate my time with her immensely. She wrote an opinion essay on prepared food sold at convenience stores and whether such options were beneficial or harmful for society.

From the eyes and heart of Haruna, Age 17

Nowadays, there are a lot of convenience stores, and we prepared food has become easier to buy in Japan. I believe this change has improved the way people live. It helps the people who can’t cook by themselves, enable us to buy breakfast, lunch, and supper at once when we are very busy, allows us to eat hot food out.

First, prepared food helps the people who can’t make them own food by themselves such as old people, children, and injured people. There are many old people in Japan. And many old people live by themselves. It is hard for them to cook every day. When they couldn’t buy prepared food, they should have cooked by themselves every day, but now they can buy dishes at convenience stores whenever they want to eat food. Also it is useful for injured people to buy prepared food easily. If we break arm bones, we can’t cut, boiled, fry something to eat, so we needed to be helped by someone to live. But now we can eat by ourselves when we break arm bones because we can buy prepared food near by our houses. It is very useful for us.

Second, the change enables workers to have dishes when they are busy. When there were no store which sells prepared food, workers had to make lunch box or go to restaurants to have lunch no matter how they are busy. However, nowadays they can buy prepared food at supermarkets, convenience stores or stations and so on. The change allows them to have more time to work or rest.

Last, the change allows us to have hot food outside. Lunch box, which we make in the morning, always can’t keep hot. So we eat old lunch if there is no microwave. However, stores which sell prepared foods change our food lives.

They have microwaves to warm foods, so we can warm prepared food which we buy at the store. And they also sell some hot food such as oden, fried chicken, French fry or steamed bun. If we are cold in winter, we can be warm for eating hot food.

In conclusion, the change has improved the way people live. It enables the people who can’t make dishes to have food without cooking, permit us to buy food at once no matter how we are busy, allows us to have hot food out.

What more can I say?! I love my life!

Wait. I can’t leave my first-grade girls out of this...In a recent lesson with my students, we talked about “hobbies” and at one point in the lesson, everyone answered several questions about their hobbies and then we them presented to the class. The answers were fantastic. Most students took the assignment very seriously and wrote about musical instruments they have been practicing since childhood, sports they’ve played competitively, and skills they have developed for years. Somehow, I always seem to enjoy the goofy answers most though. I like it when my students play in English, does that make sense? An outgoing, hip-hop dancer named Sena wrote that her hobby was watching guys and Madoka, the darling that slipped me a note while I was sick a few weeks ago, anwered the following way:

What are you hobbies?
My hobby is sleeping.

How long have you been doing it?
I have been doing it since I was born.

Tell me something about it.
Well, you go to sleep and enter dream world.

Why do you like it?
I feel good when I sleep, but my teachers wake me up.

Do you think other people should do it, and why?
Yes, everybody should sleep! But not in class because it makes teachers mad and then they wake you up.

Have I mentioned recently that I love my life? :-D

My beautiful first-graders! Sena is on the right (the "guy-watcher" ha ha) and is, by the way, a lefty...just like me! YES!

Friday, October 22, 2010

when in oguni...do as the ogunians do!

Friday, October 22, 2010

I really thought regularly maintaining a blog would be rather easy, but I have failed miserably. Sorry about that. I guess the good news is that I haven’t been writing about my experiences because I’ve been so busy, well, experiencing them. Really though, it’s time for an update!

Well folks, summer is officially over. I added two layers of stockings, an undershirt under my undershirt, and gloves to my work outfit this morning and finally figured out how to turn on my heater when I got home tonight. Wait a minute—wasn’t I looking forward to fall? I couldn’t possibly have overlooked an entire season! The leaves are still green and it’s still October! Uh oh. If these temperatures are any indication as to what the approaching “cold” season will be like then, ladies and gentlemen, I’m sorry to announce that I won’t make it back to you next spring. I’m going to turn into an American-popsicle and freeze to death in Sendai...not to be dramatic or anything. :-)

Anyway, the day after my last entry, I took off to spend a few days in Tokyo. Interestingly, I didn’t realize until I was on my way out that six months to the day had passed since my arrival in Japan. How fitting that I spent my halfway-mark returning to where I started here six incredible months ago. Of course, the city felt quite different to me on my last visit than it during my daunting first few days here. I traveled alone again with the same pink-and-black backpack strapped around my shoulders, but I didn’t feel anything like the girl that was there last spring. I calmly and easily navigated the same subway systems that literally brought frightened tears to my eyes the first time I saw them. I comfortably and peacefully wandered around the city visiting the LDS temple, running into friends (and in a city of 13 million people, that is pretty cool), exploring new Tokyo districts, and spending my early mornings writing and reading in a lovely park near the temple. I reflected quite a bit on my time here and while I would love to share some of those thoughts, I would not make it on to any more updates if I allowed myself to get started there. Maybe another time!


My favorite place to spend early mornings in Tokyo.

I came back to Sendai refreshed and ready for another week of work. Unfortunately, my body decided to betray me and I got a terrible cold that didn’t go away for almost two weeks. Coughing and being congested is never fun, but there are few things more detrimental to one’s ability to teach than a scratchy throat that is ready to burst into a coughing fit at the first attempt to speak. I armed myself with cough drops, tissues, and enough honey to satisfy Winnie the Pooh, and went about my lessons. Much to my dismay, my sore throat only increased though and by the end of the week, I had almost lost my voice entirely. I forced out a sound that slightly resembled a human voice and did my best—I had teachers offering to take over my classes and take me to the doctor. They are so darling! Of course, I assured them that I was fine, but I appreciated their sincere offers. Still, the most touching responses were from my students. They were so patient with my attempts to teach audibly and after class one day, one of my girls slipped me a little note covered in red hearts and smiley faces. “Kari-sensei,” she wrote, “Please take care of yourself. I want to listen to your beautiful voice!” Ha ha ha, I know. Pretty stinkin’ cute!

Luckily, I was back to perfect health in time to visit Oguni, Yamagata for a music festival held a couple weeks ago. Tyla lives there and her friend Yas organized a huge two-day concert in the mountains, so several people gathered at her place for the weekend. Sarah, Tauna, Tyla, and I haven’t been together at the same time since last March and so we were all REALLY excited for this weekend. I was expecting a fun getaway with my girlfriends but ended up having so much more fun that I could have ever anticipated. It was an amazing weekend!

Tyla has often told me about her “small village town” and I know she hasn’t been exaggerating, but still, it was hard to picture the lifestyle she described in a small, remote Japanese town while I am living in a large city, one of the central hubs of Eastern Japan. As I stepped off the train and into Oguni’s only train station, I instantly fell in love with the charming little place. A sweet man at the train station couldn’t accept the “big city” train pass I use to get around everywhere in Sendai and I could almost hear the eyes stretching and jaws dropping around me as people jerked their attention toward the tall, foreign girl speaking English in the corner. There aren’t many foreigners in Sendai and I’m used to small children gawking at my white-girl-ness everywhere I go, but this was a room of adult men and women. What could have possibly made me more conspicuous? Tyla running into the station and chatting with me, of course! We jumped in her car and the expressions were priceless as the two blonde girls walked around speaking English and towering over everyone!

We headed straight to one of Tyla’s schools, where they were holding a Kendo match! Kendo is a form of Japanese martial arts and is more or less based ancient sword fighting, but with sticks. It was really cool. We met the town officials and school board members and had the Japanese paparazzi photographing us throughout the entire match...ha ha ha. Afterward, they had us pose with all the Kendo students for some group shots and then we were invited over to the community center for a little post-match party. There was SO much food! And liquor...lots of liquor. Japanese people are incredibly friendly, but also extremely shy, if that makes any sense at all. They are very hospitable and kind, but at quite an emotional distance. As we all know though, alcohol has a...unique...way of obliterating such reservations. As the hours passed, the people became louder, friendlier, and more hilarious. One of the directors of the Board of Education kept giving us hugs and tried teaching us “magic tricks.” We ate ridiculous amounts of food; some of it was rather sketchy (and not in a good “sketch-mex” kind of way), but most of it was delicious.

At some point the dinner led to arm-wrestling matches with the locals.
This guy ripped off his shirt and challenged us. Chuma took him on and almost won!

We spent the rest of the weekend exploring Oguni, catching up with each other, and jamming to every minute of the two-night concert. Wow. Japanese people get crazy ha ha ha! I don’t even know where to begin describing the events of those two nights. It was kind of like a combining a Sugarhouse drum-circle with a reggae concert, rave party, and the Japanese version of Westminster College’s student body. Oh yes, it was that good. :-) It was pouring rain most of the time but they covered the area next to the stage and it all just seemed to add to the atmosphere of our crazy hippie party in the mountains of Oguni.

The nights were kind of a blur of dancing, eating, and rocking out with total strangers that became instant friends. Still, I remember that at one point I ended up on stage, dancing with one of the DJs, Tyla broke up a fist fight between a couple men, and our friend Will stepped into a drum-circle jam session and taught a Japanese girl how to play the Didgeridoo. :-) The first night was really Westernized and pretty much felt  like clubbing on a mountain, but the second night was very earthy--mostly drums, chants, and all that marvelous hippie stuff he he.

During Rabi Rabi's performance--absolutely the favorite group of the weekend.

Unfortunately, the weekend soon came to an end and we all had to head back our separate ways. I love Sendai, but I was a little sad to leave that lovely town. Luckily, we took some time to plan future trips together though and I’m really excited! I’m going to spend winter vacation traveling with Chuma and then we (Sarah, Tyla, Tauna, and me) are going to get together again on December 31 to celebrate the New Year together in Tokyo. We’ll stay there for a few days, hit up Tokyo Disneyland, and then Tyla and I are going to attend a Sumo match! YES!

The Fantastic Four - reunited again!

I can’t even process that it’s already been two weeks since my Oguni trip! Summarizing the latter half of this month will have to wait for another post though. I have to run some errands and catch up on some side-work; plus I realized that I haven’t even posted pictures online from this summer yet and, as we established, summer is OVER. I need to get on the ball! I’ll write more soon—seriously this time...!

All my love <3

P.S. Happy Birthday Emerson Romney Parkin! xxx