Thursday, July 16, 2009

saying goodbye in between a million other things

Well, things have been quite busy with me recently but now that my last day of work is done (as of earlier today), I've got two weeks of odds and ends to do before I leave Japan. This whole week was full of farewells from students, teachers, friends, and anyone else that I've befriended over the past two years. I feel like I want to give a massive review and analysis of all of the things that I have seen, done, and learned while living here but if I started doing that, honestly, this post would never end.

However, a good insight to some reflections about living and teaching in rural Japan can be gained by reading the speech I gave to my students and teachers during my final day at each school. Below, you can see it written first in Japanese characters followed by a pronunciation in roman characters (how it sounds when spoken) and finally a translated English version.

今、夏がきて、皆さんは遊ぶことに忙しいでしょう。私も楽しみたいですけれどちょっと時間がありません。なぜなら私はすぐにアメリカに帰りますから。二年間他の国でよい経験になりました。鳴門に住んで今、二年前とは別人になりました。日本での生活は挑戦がいっぱいでした。例えば私がアメリカから引っ越しをしてきた時、日本語は全然勉強していませんでした。でも他の言語を習いたかったから、日本語はとても難しかったけれど私の選択はある意味正しかったです。 鳴門で少しずつ勉強していきました。今は話すことができますけどアメリカでも勉強したいです。他のチャレンジと言えば一人で料理や、洗濯や、掃除など。初めてのことばかりでした。
 いつも働いている時、または家にいる時、私はたくさんのことをしています。自分の国では、それらは簡単にできます。私が大切なことをする時、時々日本語の会話は難しすぎました。それでも毎日新しいことをだんだんと習いました。また、私はいつも自転車で学校に行っていましたから、毎朝私の足はとても疲れていました。日本の生活で一番大変だったことの一つは自転車での移動でした。車があればよかったな。私の気持ちが落ち込んだ時は、生徒の顔を見ると元気になりました。この関係はとても特別だと思います。生徒からの手紙や英会話を頑張ることをいつも思っています。将来この思い出が生活の中で一番懐かしく思い出されるでしょう。その気持ちをずっと大切にしていきたいと思います。鳴門での二年間は決して忘れません。


Ima, natsu ga kite, minasan wa asobukoto ni isogashii deshou. Watashi mo tanoshimitai desu keredo chotto jikan ga arimasen. Nazenara watashi wa sugu ni America ni kaerimasu kara. Ninenkan hokano kuni de yoi keiken ni narimashita. Naruto ni sunde. Ima ninen mae towa betsujin ni narimashita. Nihon de no seikatsu wa chousen ga ippai deshita. Tatoeba watashi ga America kara hikkoshi wo shitekita toki, nihongo zenzen benkyou shitemasen deshita. Demo hoka no gengo wo naraitakatta kara, nihongo wa totemo muzukashikatta keredo watashi no sentaku wa aru imi tadashikatta desu. Naruto de sukoshizutsu benkyou shite ikimashita. Ima hanasukoto ga dekimasu kedo America de mo benkyou shitai desu. Hoka no charenji to ieba hitori de sumu koto deshita. Mainichi hitori de ryori ya, sentaku ya, souji nado hajimete no koto bakari deshita.

Itsumo hataraiteiru toki mata wa ie ni iru toki. Watashi wa takusan kantan ni dekimasu. Watashi ga taisetsu na koto wo surutoki tokidoki nihongo no kaiwa wa muzukashisugimashita. Soredemo mainichi atarashii koto wo dan dan to naraimashita. Mata, watashi wa itsumo jitensha de gakko ni imashita kara maiasa watashi no ashi wa totemo tsukarete imashita. Nihon no seikatsu de ichiban taihen datta koto no hitotsu wa jitensha de no idou deshita. Kuruma ga areba yokatta na. Watashi no kimochi ga ochikonda toki wa seito no kao wo miru to genki ni narimashita. Kono kankei wa totemo tokubetsu to omoimasu. Seito kara no tegami ya eikaiwa wo ganbarukoto wo itsumo omotte imasu. Shourai kono omoide ga seikatsu no naka de ichiban natsukashiku omoidasareru deshou. Sono kimochi wo zutto taisetsu ni shiteikitai to omoimasu. Naruto de no ninenkan wa kesshite wasuremasen.



These days summer has made its way here and everyone is busy enjoying themselves. I would also like to be doing the same but for me my time is running out because I'll soon be returning to America. Living in another country for two years has been a great experience. All of this time I've been in Naruto and I can say that two years ago I was a different person. But, for me, Japanese life was full of challenges. For example, I had never studied Japanese before coming to Japan. I had wanted to learn another language but I think my choice was interesting because Japanese is very difficult. However, I think I made the right decision. While living in Naruto, I studied little by little and now I can communicate and when I go back to America I'd like to keep studying. It was challenging to do all this while living alone. Every day I would cook, clean, or do laundry by myself and it was my first time experiencing a routine like this.

During my time here it seemed like I was always busy either working or doing something at my apartment. It felt as if I always had plans lined up. However, it's easier to do even simple things in your home country. Sometimes the Japanese ability that was required to do something very important proved to be too difficult. And, yet, every day I gradually learned something new. Also, I was faced with a bike ride every morning that left my legs sore when arriving at school. This actually might have been the most difficult part of my life in Japan. Taking a car would have been a lot easier, I'm sure. But, whenever I was faced with these difficulties, seeing the students always cheered me up. The relationship that I have had with them was a special one and I'll never forget the letters that they wrote me, the English conversations that we have had, or any time when they really gave their best effort. These really will become some of my best memories of my life and the results of my efforts was worth it. There's no way I could ever forget the two years that I spent in Japan.


Done and done...and so far it feels nice to be an ex-English teacher. It actually kind of feels like I just got done running a two year marathon. My last time giving the speech was great. It was this morning during an assembly at the technical high school and as I sat there waiting to give it, I thought about what an amazingly different culture I had just lived in for two years. I had a Tim Kinsella song in my head and as I took the stage I sensed a giant wave of relief that seemed like it was a few years in the making...

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On another subject, I somehow was able to take another trip to Indonesia a few weeks ago...and I'm still not really sure how I was able to pull that off. Jon flew in from Korea and took his bike while I rented one for about $2 a day and used someone's old motorcycle helmet because Balinese people are incredibly nice and won't hesitate to help you out if you need something (ESPECIALLY transport). We biked for three days to a volcano and then back to Ubud where we ate consecutive raw meals for days on end. Bali the second time around was even better than the first and I found myself running into the same locals (one of whom remembered my name actually) on this surprisingly small island.





















Next stop: China, August 1st...

Thursday, June 18, 2009

in search of cardboard boxes

Today was the first day that I felt significant anxiety about moving. Thinking about all the things that I need to take care of in the next month could really stress me out but I'm going to take it day by day and still go plum picking even if I should be figuring out my tax refund or packing up my apartment.

Thursday, June 11, 2009

signs of summer

So, summer is here but it's not actually hot yet and I've been spending a lot of time hanging around my apartment after a full day's teaching and biking. It's so nice to have my windows and door wide open before the cicadas emerge for the season. When they do, nights here are filled with the sound of constant buzzing and wings flapping awkwardly towards the lights located outside my apartment. I'll only be here for another month and a half so if anything I'll just catch a glimpse of the full-on summer heat and bugs. I don't think I'll miss either of these things too much.

These days, however, I am thinking a lot about the good people that I am about to leave in Japan.



Although I know that moving on from this experience is good for me, many of my thoughts will remain with those who have I've shared this unique life with- one that can only be truly understood unless you have been here, living it first hand.

Sunday, May 24, 2009

soaked almond and sudachi juice raw dessert

One thing that I can say for sure about living where I do for two years is that I've become pretty domesticated. On a normal day, biking and cooking seem to take up the majority of my time when I'm not at work. Yesterday, Caitlin and I spent the day doing both of these things as we ended up making a desert using only uncooked ingredients. My camera was sitting around so I decided to show how we created it.

The first step we took was to soak about three cups of almonds in water overnight. My mom had included these in a recent package and I wanted to make some kind of raw meal with them but had not really thought about what I wanted that to be exactly. I had a lot of raw honey and coconut oil so I figured that a dessert would probably work out best. After coming across this website we decided to go for a Key Lime Pie taste, replacing the limes with sudachi- a locally grown fruit that looks like a small lime and has a similar flavor.

After soaking the almonds overnight in filtered water (soaking like this is a common way to soften nuts before blending or whipping them in a food processor), we took off the skins in order to have a smooth yogurt-like consistency after they have been whipped. This is what the almonds looked like after a night of soaking and with no skins:



I ended up whipping the almonds in two batches for about five minutes per group. I never really measure ingredients when cooking so I just added water to the mix as the food processor was running in order to get the consistency right. It looked like this when I was done:



Next, I poured the contents onto a strainer in order to separate the almond milk from the whipped mass. I don't think this step is very crucial but it's nice to have some almond milk to use for my coffee or something like that.



Now that we had the base for our dessert, we went to the store and bought some fruits to mix with the whipped almonds to give it the taste that we wanted. Caitlin squeezed about 30 sudachis and exctacted about a cup of juice that would serve as the main flavor of the pie filling.



To make the crust, I blended a bag (250 grams) of prunes with some more (uncooked) almonds, cashews, a half of a banana, and the juice from one lemon. Any time I had ever made a crust with prunes or dates it has been really good and this time was no exception. After finding a container to use, I pressed the mixture into a crust.



Next, we blended one avocado, one mango, a half of a banana, the sudachi juice, some uncooked coconut oil, and several large spoonfuls of raw honey together in the food processor. The mixture was then combined with the whipped almonds to create the raw pie filling.



The final step was to simply pour the filling into the crust and enjoy the sight of a totally uncooked, all-natural desert.

I put it in the freezer (which some people would say takes away the pure 'raw' title) in order to harden the filling and just had my first taste of it this morning. I didn't feel bad eating this desert for breakfast because it's mainly just fruits and nuts...but I'm sure I'll be eating this at the end of every meal this week because it turned out so good.



So, that was one of a few things that we made yesterday. If you have any questions about the recipe you can email me (brad.direnzi@gmail.com) or, better yet, buy a raw food cookbook if you really want to get into it.

Monday, May 18, 2009

life these days

Well, I have two months left of work here in Japan and I can tell that things will be busy until I depart. Plans for each weekend seem to fill up quickly as most recent events have been geared toward outdoor things, as they should be in spring. About a week ago my friend Rika and I took advantage of some nice weather and hiked to the top of Shikoku's (and Western Japan's) highest point on the summit of Mt. Ishizuchisan in Ehime Prefecture. It was steeper than anything I've been to around here and I enjoyed the challenge of climbing up the metal links draped along the sides of its cliffs.



Hiking in Japan is mostly done by retired couples though it's not too rare too see college students out with their school clubs. There is a sacred importance of nature here that's well exhibited when your're out on a hike...something that's a bit hard to put into words which can compare it to hiking in places outside of Japan. The same respect that Japanese people place on things such food, bathing, and language is also shown within their view of places like Ishizuchisan.





On this day, we were out from 11:30 to 5:30, finishing just in time to bathe in a local hot spring onsen and eat some dinner. After a campfire beside the Yoshinogawa River, sleep came pretty quickly.



The whole next week was reserved for my junior high schools to prepare for their Sports Day on the weekend. I wasn't able to go to the actual event but definitely participated in more than enough of the practices. My students really liked being outside even though they were jumping rope for hours and hours on end.



On Friday I cut out of work a bit early in order to bike 80km across Tokushima and attend a friend's 25th birthday party the following evening. We all ate some great things cooked over hot coals and I drank someone else's expired sangria which tasted exactly like really sweet soy sauce. It was a beautiful night with great people and most of them ended up on a giant fort/castle/playground thing where we hung off of rope nets and looked for constellations in the sky. I don't think that too many were identified at that point in the evening.





On Sunday morning I woke up without feeling too bad, quickly remembering that I was faced with another (at least) four hour bike ride back home. I left around 2:00pm and this time I followed a path between the highway and the river and was cooled off by a bit of rain along the way. Biking back east was much easier than the opposite direction because it's mostly a downhill slope.





Though I've got only two months left here things are still feeling very normal. My neighbor Theo and I are now teaching a weekly hour and a half long 'Travel English' class (the definition of that title being completely open to our interpretation) where we finally see that there actually are some young people that live in our town. In some other current news, over a hundred swine flu cases in Japan were discovered very close to where I live and there are rumors that schools may close in order prevent its spread. Another fellow teacher and Naruto resident, Sarah, was told this morning to stockpile two weeks worth of food in her apartment just in case she is quarantined. Flu paranoia was sparked pretty quickly when news of it came about here. I'll make an assumption that it's because I'm foreign, but a lot of people are straight up asking me if '[I] have swine flu.' In reality, this is just a more prioritized question that prefaces the usual inquiries ('Do you have a girlfriend?', 'Can you eat Japanese food?', etc.). Although I can easily deal with answering one addition to the same ten questions that I'm asked over and over again, one thing that might actually put me over the edge these days is the amount of times that I have heard "YES WE CAN!!!" screamed in my direction. These three words have also become a guaranteed way to strike up laughter when delivered with a loud voice (usually by a class bully) as a response to ANY question posed by a foreign teacher. Not that people know any better, but I would not like the man that has brought about a pride in my country that I never even knew that I had to be trivialized as so many other things seem to be here. But at this point, as I always have done, I just have to make myself laugh at the ridiculousness of all of it.

So, I'll be busy planning my travels for August and September when Caitlin and I head to Beijing to ride the world's longest train route ending in Moscow (well, maybe technically speaking the Trans-Mongolian route is not actually the longest). After Moscow, it looks like we'll be flying to Poland and then making our way to the Czech Republic where we've got an ex-host family to put us up for a bit. Then we my leave things pretty open and stick around Eastern Europe, but that much has not been thought out thus far...

OK, time to watch some Flight Of The Conchords episodes.

(p.s. Happy birthday, Grandma!!)

Monday, May 11, 2009

kyushu roadtrip

The first week of May in Japan is Golden Week- a time where most Japanese people have a bit of time off from work and can explore their country or travel abroad. This year Caitlin, Dianne and myself took an adventurous road trip from Tokushima to the southern island of Kyushu- the only one of Japan's four main islands that I've never been to. We had four or five days to explore by car and spent them economically by camping out for three of these evenings (two of them for free and with permission at an abandoned campsite). We all wanted to spend a significant amount of time outdoors exploring some parts of northern Kyushu and I think that we got a good feel for things here even though we were visiting for a relatively short period of time.




After a lot of driving and a ferry ride to the city of Beppu, we came upon a place called Ubayama Farm which seemed as if it was a kind of local tourist spot although there was not much there except for green pastures and cows. Since Tokushima's land mass is about 80% mountainous, being somewhere like this where there is space to take your shoes off and walk on the grass feels incredible. I really never thought that I would miss something so simple as this but living in a town that is sandwiched between mountains and the ocean has made me appreciate coming from a such a wide-open country. We pulled into the campsite right at dusk after following some signs that took us to an overgrown lot with a huge plastic cow and some crazy looking tents that were either used for storage or for people to sleep in. One of these tents contained unicycles and scooters and another contained a pile of hay that we eventually used to make a campfire. An old woman pulled up in a car as we were setting up and gave us the go ahead to camp here even though she told us that the place had been closed for two years. She then gave Dianne an egg as a present (which I think was sitting on her dashboard) and wished us a good night. After going out for a nice meal at a local restaurant, we gathered some wood and had some drinks by the campfire while playing acoustic guitar and singing songs about the lack of foreign visitors in Shikoku. The only line I really remember was Caitlin saying something about me always sitting in my apartment and listening to Pink Floyd.



The next day we ventured out to Mt Aso. A lot of people had recommended me to visit here and we all liked hiking around the eerie volcanic scenery. We camped at another spot next to the mountain and saw a lot of bike gangs who were also on Golden Week road trips. That night we attempted to go out to eat in a smaller town near Aso and were denied four times in a row by restaurant owners as they saw that we are foreigners. Though I am really, really used to xenophobia at this point it is particularly annoying when you are simply trying to eat dinner and are given lame excuses for non-entry when it's 8:00pm and the restaurant you're attempting to patronize is clearly still in operation. But, of course, letting things like this roll off of your back is the best way to deal with it or else you'll spend all your time with the frustrations of feeling like you are perpetually crashing a party upon entry to some Japanese establishments.


After our day of hiking in Aso we checked out Takechiho Gorge and found that we were not the only people to make the day trip here. The scenery was awesome but the Golden Week crowds that a lot of people had warned me about kind of made wish that I was alone on a mountain again. And the larger the crowd that I am in here is usually proportional to how under dressed I feel...not that I worry about that too much.


We spent another night at the abandoned campsite, as the old woman came back to welcome us ("Konban mo, ne?" or "Ah, so you're staying another night?") with good wishes but, unfortunately, no egg. We made another campfire and cooked fish and vegetables wrapped together with aluminum foil as I drank Budweiser and thought about my return to America.

Our final day was in Beppu. We visited the infamous co-ed outdoor mud onsen and it was everything that I thought it would be. Bathing outside in the mud made me feel amazing and I wonder why this practice isn't more common (or maybe it is and I'm just not aware). I would love to go back to Beppu one more time before leaving Japan.


We were then on our way out of the spaciousness of Kyushu and back to the rugged terrain of Shikoku, our home. Back to work, back on my bike, and time to get used to the warm air of summer.

Wednesday, April 22, 2009

sakura, sakura

OK, well, the cherry blossoms (sakura) have been gone for a while but I just put the pictures on my computer and I don't know when I'll see them again in Japan so it's worth a blog post. People here wait all year for the sakura to bloom and when they do it signifies the beginning of spring when the kerosene heaters and put back into storage and everyone emerges from their homes to sit under the trees and drink beer. Quite a nice tradition, I think.






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