Church

This posting is extremely long overdue as I actually located a church the first weekend I was in Hamamatsu. Another English teacher and I were "reading" a map that had a cross on it, but were completely unsuccessful in locating a church. So we asked the nearest pedestrian where the closest church was. She "happened" to be a member and lead us right to the building (in the opposite direction of our map. Come to find out, the cross was for a wedding chapel!) Although, I visited several churches, I have felt most at home at the first one even though it is totally in Japanese. Slowly, ever so slowly, I am relearning the basic components of a service -- hymns, the Lord's Prayer, Apostle's Creed, etc, and even though I still can't understand a word of the sermon, there have been several elderly ladies who have taken it upon themselves to translate as best as they can. Every Sunday, I have a designated "English" speaker sit by me. Their dedication has been most appreciated, although, I must admit I do miss being truly "fed" by the pastor. In the meantime, I have learned that Christ's love spreads beyond any language barrier.

Changing the subject completely, but on the note of food, the church had a bazaar recently and I offered to help. At first I was supposed to be the official "spoon passer-outer" but then someone realized that additional assistance was needed in the kitchen, so they assigned me to making yaki-soba (a fried noodle dish of sorts). It was quite an experience for me to attempt to follow a recipe in Japanese with only Japanese-speaking guides, and it humored many of the church members to see me attempting to fry noodles with chopsticks (they are slippery little buggers!) But all's well that ends well as nobody received gastrological pain from my cooking (at least I didn't hear about any hospital visits!) and several said it was the best yaki-soba they had ever tasted (of course, they could have just been being polite ;-)

Unagi!!!

Hamamatsu is famous for its unagi (eel). In fact, delicacies of the area include fried eel bones (not my favorite snack, they are kind of gritty), unagi pies (not too bad, they are basically a high-calcium cookie, made from crushed eel bones), and grilled eel (haven't tried it yet, there is only so much eel a girl can take in one day!) Supposedly baby eels are born in the really deep ocean but then slowly migrate to Lake Hamana (right near my house) which is primarily a fresh water lake. The baby eels have to cross several lanes of traffic, stop at all cross lights, and constantly watch out for the cars before they make it to their new watery home. Its actually interesting because the grease spots on the road are actually kind of long due to the squished little eels ;-)

For Nathan

So Nathan, I thought about getting you this sweat shirt for Christmas.... What do you think?

I Love English In Japan (Part 5)

How many mistakes can you count????

I never knew that tweezers could be so dangerous!

Eki-den and rose-colored glasses

Some of my kids had an eki-den (a long distance marathon) a couple of weekends ago. It was really cold, wet, windy, and rainy, but the kids still ran. Now that's endurance (and the Japanese style)!!!!! For those of you who have asked to see my new glasses and haircut, here you go... more later, alligators :-)

Harp Cookies

Oh chocolate chip cookies, so high on the shelf hiding inside of the jar, I'm not tall enough to reach you myself -- so near and yet so very far....


The above is an excerpt from one of my favorite children's songs by Sandra Boyton. I have thought about it a lot recently as I have sought to find a harp in Japan. Hamamatsu is the "city of music" thus I am constantly surrounded by it. From the huge Yamaha store downtown (that wanted to sell me a harmonica instead of a harp) to the street musicians on every corner to my students' band and choir concerts, I am immersed in music, but I have not been able to participate. I never realized how much music was part of my life until I was completely stripped of the opportunity to play (yeah I know its kind of a weird realization coming from an 18-year music veteran who has a degree and once despised practicing). My attempt to locate a harp has been quite fruitless due to the language barrier (ie. Yamaha and the harmonica); however, just yesterday I was able to finally "taste" the proverbial "harp cookies" as the music teacher at my junior high school finally located one for me. It is at a local private catholic girl's school that has an internationally-renowned band. There are two students who play in the band (though neither have had any formal training) and it has been decided that I will teach them in exchange for practice time. The news was so sweet and music to my ears :-) My prayers (and yours, too) have been answered!

I Love English in Japanese School

At my elementary school the fifth graders and I have been working on learning the phrases "Where are you going?" "I'm going to the (library)" I have been belaboring the point for two weeks now with chants, games, and constant practice. Last week I found this poster of me on the bulletin board. Obviously, my work is still yet unfinished! (For those of you wondering about the toothy creature on the bottom, it is an alligator. I taught my students that instead of saying goodbye at the end of class they say "See you later, Alligator." The teachers get the biggest kick out of it, and it is absolutely hilarious to see the little ones make alligator hands!

Dear Clara....

Dearest Clara,

Its hard to believe that you are turning one today. My how time flies.... It seems like just last month that I got a phone call from your mommy telling me she was pregnant with you. I was so excited to be the "first" to know and it was so hard to keep the secret from your Grammy and Grampy. Then, the day that you came, sadly, I wasn't there (thanks to a great big test at FSU and OpZip), but I was so eager to hear the news that you made it that I literally slipped in the shower as I rushed to the phone. Instead of hearing "It's a girl!" or "Her name is Clara!" I was instead greeted to the most beautiful sound on earth -- your voice. I have to say, that I have always thought it strange that parents like to count their children's fingers and toes, but when I actually got to see you for the first time a week later, that is exactly what I did, for the entire Thanksgiving break, I loved just rocking you and staring into your eyes.

When you finally wear old enough to travel, your mommy brought you to Tally several times to visit me. Though you probably don't remember it, we had lots of fun splashing in the sink, dumping over cups of cold ice water on your mommy, baking your six-month birthday cake, and accidentally hitting your head on the only hard surface in the house making me feel like a horrible babysitter.

This summer, we had the chance to have so much fun together -- in Houston, Orlando, and Yosemite. People sometimes thought you were mine, which I didn't mind (you are my niece after all). I hope you didn't mind either. Of course, only an auntie would paint toenails on a 7-month-old and take her out for doughnuts!!! But then of course, only an auntie would also accidentally lock her beloved Clara in the car -- once again I felt like an absolutely horrible babysitter.

Its hard to believe that now, a year later, you have gotten so much bigger. You are walking, talking, and eating real foods. You have also become really responsible -- you are a wonderful caretaker for my ice cream maker while I'm in Japan.

I'm sorry I can't be there in person to celebrate your first birthday. I wish with all my heart I could be there... of course dearest, baby bug, I will never forget you and I miss you terribly and love you dearly. But don't cry too much, because I'll be home for Christmas, you can count on me. Please have twinkle toes and lots of bows, and no sushi!!! See you soon dearest and happy birthday.

Lots of Love,

Auntie

Japanese Cuisine

One of the most common questions I have been asked is "What are you eating?" Hmm.... The simple answer: rice, fish, rice, chicken, rice, fruit, rice, unidentifiable vegetables, rice, oh and did I mention rice? When I first arrived in Japan, I was quite overwhelmed by the grocery store, and actually during my first trip there, I almost bought powdered milk instead of sugar (its annoying not being able to read Japanese!) Since I arrived during the summer holidays, I was told I had to bring my own lunch to school everyday. After several days of eating just rice and tomatoes (two things I could recognize on the supermarket shelves), my vice principal asked me if I wanted to go to the store with her. We went exploring and she bought all the ingredients for miso soup (the traditional soup of Japan made from fermented bean paste). Then, I had a lesson in the staff room kitchen on how to make it (picture above). For the rest of the day, all I heard around the school was "blah, blah, blah, Emily, blah, blah, blah, miso soup, blah, blah, laugh." I can just imagine the teachers were saying, "The vice principal was afraid Emily would starve so she taught her how to make miso soup." Now, that school is in session I don't have to worry about making lunch as everyone (teachers, staff and students) eats the same set menu for the day. When I eat with my students, I am required to eat whatever is placed before me to set a good example. So what have I been eating? Rice, fish with eyes, raw fish, fish with eggs in their bellies, eel bones, chicken hearts, chicken liver, unidentifiable grey matter that is quite chewy... the list goes on and on. The convenient thing about it all, I'm not hungry for dinner!!! Eating is a necessity not a pleasure. The inconvenient thing, I have given up my vow to never be a binge ice cream eater :-)


Addendum: Actually, I have found several things here in Japan that are quite tasty including fried noodles, meat dumplings, cabbage pancakes, and traditional ramen. So please don't be scared to visit, I will make sure you will be well fed!

I Love Japanese in Japan

So what do you think this sign means? It was in the castle's park...

Hamamatsu Castle

This weekend was a three-day holiday so I decided to take the opportunity to explore Hamamatsu's own castle. It was originally built by Tokugawa Ieyasu (don't ask me who he is, my Japanese history is still a bit rusty!) whose rule begin the Edo Period (1603-1867). According to the English brochure "many famous bettles" took place here. At the end of the Edo Period, the castle was destroyed, but ultimately rebuilt in 1958 by the people of Hamamatsu. Thus the new castle only looks like the old from the outside as the interior is a museum, but it was still fun to snap pictures!

Images of Fall

Yes, fall is coming.... The leaves are changing, the air is getting cooler (actually its freezing for this Floridian who currently has no heat in her apartment) and today seemed like an appropriate time to make mini caramel apples.

Happy Birthday Daddy!!!!

This is my absolutely favorite picture of Daddy and me taken the Christmas I was shocked to find my harp "under" the tree. But, although Daddy spoils me to no end (yes, I am a princess and I know it :-) it isn't the presents or treats that he has given me that makes him so special. Instead it is his wise discernment, loving spirit, guiding hand, and love for God that has helped shape me into who I am today. Though Daddy and I share many things, one of the strongest is our desire for adventures and traveling. In fact, even as a young girl any trip with Daddy (even to Home Depot ) was an adventure. He was the first to take me on a plane ride at age nine and to Japan at age 16, and before I left this time he encouraged me "to stop at red lights, but always go on yellow, because green may never come." However, he also encouraged me to never forget Psalms 103. Happy birthday dearest, Daddy. I love you and miss you and wish I could be there to celebrate with you.

Basu Blessings

If I had a picture of me kissing a bus, I would post it. But, alas, I don't make it a habit of showing public displays affection to vehicles so this posting will have to suffice. I must confess that several months ago, I wasn't thinking particularly Christian words regarding the incredibly confusing bus system here (for a recap, see Basu Blues) but today, I was twice blessed by my "arch enemy." Transporting incredible amounts of toilet paper (see below) to and from school is no easy task; however, sticking out in Japan is quite simple. This morning, as I was racing to my bus stop lugging 12 rolls of tp, my computer and purse, all I could do was dash towards the bus stop when I saw the bus turn the corner. However, I am no sprinter and didn't make it in time. As I stood panting watching the bus drive towards me and away from the stop, I was completely shocked when it paused where I was standing, and the incredibly nice driver opened the doors, and beckoned me on board. Then tonight, when lugging 18 rolls of tp, my computer, and purse, I accidentally left my purse on board. Of course, I didn't realize my incredibly blonde moment until I reached my front door (yes it had my camera, cell phone, house keys...) However, my awesome neighbors called the bus station (and fed me dinner) and a panic alert went out to all buses on my line for the eigo no kaban (English bag). Within twenty minutes it was located and placed on the next bus headed for my stop. As for the camera, house keys, and cell phone -- it is only in Japan that things remain untouched!

When you give middle schoolers toilet paper...

...they will make mummies no matter where they live!!!

Is it a toilet or a slide?

What about both...






On the way to English camp, several other counselors and I found came across this elephant structure. Between his legs was the entrance for a small bathroom. Its always been said that the Japanese use space wisely!

What You Can Buy in a Vending Machine in Japan

Cigarettes.

Noodles

Eggs (there is no refrigeration on this one)

I have also seen beer (sorry no camera at the time), toothbrushes, razors, and underwear. However, the latter three were in a vending machine at a public bath so it didn't quite seem polite to pull out my camera!

I Love English in Japan (Part 4)

I am slowly uploading my pictures and responding to emails from these past three months of silence. So please bear with me. In the meantime, I found this on a 30-ring file.

If we are going to discuss the type of binder that appeals to my comfort and different life, I don't think it would be a 30-ring one. In fact, the only other kind that can be found here in Japan is a 2-ring binder. Geometrically, this kind doesn't work too well either since the rings are in the middle of the binder thus causing the paper to shift one way or the other out of notebook. I think I might need to get some three-ring binders imported. Does anyone know of an international office supply store? :-)

P.S. On a side note, you cannot buy Duck Tape here, but the Japanese equivalent -- Rabbit Tape =:>]

I'm in Love!!!!!!!!!!!!

I have totally fallen head-over-heels in love and I just want to be the first to share the exciting news. Please meet Mo or should I say, Mr. Dem. I have had a major crush on him from afar for the past three months, but it was just this Thursday that our relationship became serious. He lights up my life and he wakes me up every morning with a cup of coffee (yes, I drink coffee now!) He believes that communication is extremely important especially with my family and friends, and his first gift to me has been the world. Please call or email me so that I can introduce you to my own Mo dem.

Halloween in Japan

This past weekend, I was invited to be a counselor at an English Halloween camp for elementary school students. Halloween is celebrated in Japan in decorations only (ie there are pumpkin pictures and black cats, but its really hard to find an actual orange pumpkin and no one trick-or-treats); therefore, the purpose of the camp was to be a cultural exchange program for the children to introduce them to many of the traditions of the holiday. I loved the opportunity not only to interact with the students but also because it provided a bit of home for me (of course, the Australian, New Zealand, and UK counselors were a bit baffled with some the activities)! Over the course of the weekend, my nine second grade campers and I carved jack-o-lanterns, went trick-or-treating, made s'mores (which they didn't like), ate a "traditional" Thanksgiving dinner (complete with turkey, cranberry sauce, pasta, and some unidentifiable ginger/fish cake -- a new "American" tradition for me:-), had chili dogs, and bobbed for apples. It was so much fun to share my culture with them and enjoy all the imported goodies.



Teaching both my team-teacher (from Australia) and girls how to carve pumpkins.

Getting ready to go trick or treating!!!

The girls hated the turkey, but the next morning they happily enjoyed fish and seaweed for breakfast. Needless to say, my appetite's enthusiam was reversed.

Hanging out in the dorm room (notice the futons in the closet). Looks a little bit different than my camping experiences back home!

I Love English in Japan (Part 3)

Found on a package of paperclips!

Imo Picking

My first year junior high school students have an imo (Japanese sweet potato) patch and I, along with several kindergarten schools were invited to pick the tubers with them. Below are some pictures from our day at the field before the typhoon hit (but that's another story :-)

One of the very few pictures of me since I am usually behind the camera!

Some of my boys (they usually clown around for the camera whereas the girls are frequently shy)
Wouldn't you love to come to kindergarten in a Thomas the Tank Engine bus?

If I was a farmer, I would wear the exact same outfit :-)

Isn't she cute? She was so proud of her baby imo.
Ganbatte (Try your best!)

The Sobbing of a Thousand Million Souls

It is so hard to believe that I have been in Japan for 2 months now! So many things have happened to me... the stories of the past weeks are too numerous to recount. However, life has not always been easy and I frequently question why am I here? Why Japan? What is my purpose here?

About a month ago I was especially struggling with these questions and asking for some answers. Then while hiking around the grounds of a Buddhist temple it dawned on me that the Japanese constantly seek peace -- in nature, in daily life, in meditation, and cultural activities. However, it cannot be found here. Although the temples are meant to be a relaxing, religious places, they lack all that the Japanese people seek. The weight of the gravity of this pagan society really struck me. People come to pray to whom they know not, donate money to buy their way to heaven, and offer sacrifices to please the gods. Peace is what they seek, but it cannot be found here. Recently, my mom sent me a hymn book from New Tribes Mission entitled Songs of Challenge. One song, though maybe not completely theologically correct, really touched me.

Have you heard the sobbing of a thousand million souls submerged in darkest heathen night? Vainly groping for the way that leads to hope and peace, they plead and wait for gospel light. Have you heard the sobbing of a thousand million souls, by superstitious chains enslaved? Can you longer be indifferent to their sad estate? Thro' Jesus they can all be saved. Can you hear the sobbing of a thousand million souls who seek relief of heart in vain? Let them have the blessed gospel that can freedom give and rend the chains of sin in twain. A thousand million souls are dying, a thousand million souls for whom the Saviour died; Can you still deny their plea, can you longer idle be, while a thousand million souls are dying?

I have been given the gift of true peace. Although I cannot change hearts and lives, I can share the truth. With God's assistance I can be salt and light. That is why I am here. I may never know exactly why, but no matter the challenges I face, I know I am not here alone and I am here for a reason.

"Peace I leave with you, my peace I give to you; not as the world gives do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, neither let it be afraid." John 14:27