15 July 2006

Ugh Weather

Besides it being over 90 degrees F and about 80% humidity, everything is great...but the heat definitely gives me insomnia.
Well I was slacking on posting for a while but I don't really see the point in back posting since you can hear it in person when I get home soon.
Suffice it to say that this is my last week and I'm very conflicted, I can't decide whether I was just getting used to it here and my Japanese was just about to have a breakthrough and get really good or whether I really need my bed and my St. Marks?!?!?
This week is gonna be hard, I have say bye to some people that I really will miss and that I actually like and then I have to fiegn sadness for about 30 billion other poeple.

12 July 2006

Tonight we went to a restaurant that Chihiro's dad designed. The food was really good too. They ordered wine, a white Italian called Suavo, and let me have a glass. Hehe, Chihiro's dad seems so happy to be able to drink with me!? Chihiro doesn't like wine so her parents were so happy and surprised when I was able to appreciate wine.

I think the wine improved my Japanese, mainly because I wasn't embarassed anymore when I messed up *_^.

I broke down, I couldn't stop myself, I logged onto the NPR website and just had to hear NPR.

School is finally getting boring, so I guess it's good that it took so long, but it's too bad that I can't focus 100% now. The rain stopped today to give way to sweltering heat with something like 90% humidity. Ugh!

hajimemashite!!

Hey so I finally figured this thing out and am posting although I have absolutely nothing to say so it's pretty pointless. Well, anyway now everyone knows I exist and since there are five contributers to the blog and only four of them ever post how'd the fifth one get there? oh well I'm gonna go to sleep.

-meri

10 July 2006

むさしぶり!

Now it's time the time that you've all been waiting for: Karen's Random Thoughts! Well even if you weren't waiting in anticipation you get to read it anyway.
So I walked into a restroom in the Sendai train station and the women's side was pink (of course) and the walls had hollow plexi glass panels filled with pine cones and the men's was blue (no surprise) with twigs in the panels. I just marvelled at universal symbols. That was so much more effective then those stupid stick figures, they can be misleading...but that's another story for another time. A week or so ago was the anniversary of the Beatles first visit to Japan so they spent the whole day playing Beatles on the radio. This made everything seem very surreal, a little like a Murakami book. Then, since our school is a Catholic school, we pray every day before and after school, but they always pray for mundane things like doing well in the chorus competition and passing the English exam tomorrow. As far as I'm concerned, assuming there is a god and he can hear them, don't you think there are more pressing matters for him to attend to? The best part about this whole experience is our 国語 (kokugo) teacher. Kokugo is Japanese classical literature. The closest thing that I can think of in English would be like us studying Shakespeare, but they're actually learning all the grammar, too. So imagine learning how to conjugate verbs with thou, but ten times more complicated and you have something like kokugo. Anyway, the teacher that teaches it reminds me so much of Mrs. Daniel. She has a habit of taking long pauses in her lecture and either staring out the window or just walking out of the room. If she asks a question she just randomly calls on people to answer it. When she reads she totally changes her voice and kind of sounds like an actor in the bunka theatre, which I guess is appropriate for the subject. It's so interesting to sit in her class. It's one of the few classes that I actually understand what's being discussed most of the time. The worst class is by far Home Economics. The teacher has decided that I don't exist, so I have no textbook and can't really follow anything that happens in that class. I think they were talking about the economics of having children today and what ages the kids should start learning what. I get the impression that almost everyone in my class is thinking Who cares!?!? In one of the many English classes that I got stuck in, one day a vocabulary word happend to be dominate , when the teacher asked if anyone could explain the word the class quickly deteriorated into a discussion about SM. Yea, sexual tention from seeing only girls every day. And Sendai looks so much like Denver sometimes, I even saw some Mormon boys on their bikes with their helmet (which stand out in Japan) and their suits (which don't).
Anyway, Japan's rainy season is living up to it's name! This past weekend I met my new exchange student and her family and we visited her mother's home town. We went sight seeing in the area. The mountains are so lush and there are so many ponds and lakes because of ancient volcanic activity. They kept apologizing about the weather, but I loved every minute of it.
- 鴻
PS- Grampy, I found your next hobby! On TV just now, there was a group of old guys that hold competitons to see who can pull the most weight using suction cups on their nice shiny heads! So keep working on that bald spot!

05 July 2006

Earthquake!

There was another earthquake this morning. This one felt bigger then the one a few days ago. It was really strange I was half asleep half awake and I actually instinctivly heard the rumbling before I felt it. As it passed I could swear I felt it move from one side of the room to the other, like a wave, then it feels like everything jiggles like Jell-o, and then it's over. Eveything here is built with some sort of spring like suspension deally so nothing cracks or crumbles, it just wobbles. I tried to see some buildings off in the distance to see if I could detect the wobble, but I couldn't find my glasses in time. ^_^

Composition

So this whole trip I’ve yet to write a well composed post. It seems that I know exactly what I’m going to say until I actually sit down to write it. So here is my earnest attempt at a well written post:
I’ve been so busy with so many things that I can’t seem to sleep normally. It’s that classic problem of the brain not shut up long enough for me to fall asleep. I’ve been inspired by so many things, that I think I’ve only slept for about two hour spurts for the past few days. So it comes as no surprise to me that I have a cough and runny nose now. I thought getting a cold would knock some sense into me and make me tired enough to sleep, but that doesn’t seem to be the case.
I read that article on Congo and ever since I’ve been trying to think of a project or program that would help solve all the suffering going on there. This could be my big Arise project! Also, over the weekend we say the DaVinci Code movie. It’s not as all the reviews make it out to be. Then I decided to read the book. I think that was actually the right order to do it in, then all the surprises in the movie keep it suspenseful enough that you don’t notice the slow explanations. Then you read the book and you get a lot more detail. So now I’m doing all kinds of research about the art, people, symbols, history, and people that the book talks about. I started trying to read the bible again. I’m half way through Deuteronomy. Yeah! That’s a third of the Old Testament! Then, all the grammar that we’ve been learning in the English class that I’m in has got me so confused about English that I’m studying that too. But I can’t help my class mates unless I learn the Japanese equivalents as well. And I also try to remember all the kanji and new words that I learn throughout the day, especially in my contemporary Japanese class. So at school I try to be a sponge and just long term potentiate. Then when I get home all that glutamate has to go somewhere and it gives this huge burst of energy and my synapses must be firing a mile a minute. I also have to keep practicing for a calligraphy test in two weeks (I don’t think I’m getting any better). By the time I finish all that, go to school and meet my social engagements on the weekend, there’s a football game on and I can’t sleep through those!
- 鴻

01 July 2006

Indifference

My host sister goes to a one-on-one private English lesson every Saturday, and the company that she goes to also contracts with a Japanese teacher. My host family graciously offered to take me to sign up today. While I was in the waiting room during her lesson, I was bad and read some books in English. I read Plato's Pheades and that put me in a really extistential mood, of course I was also craving current events so I picked up a TIME laying on the table. The cover story was about the ongoing suffering caused by nearly a decade of brutal war in Congo. It got me thinking...I was seven when that conflict started, I was 2 when the Bosnia genocide occured. Logically which event should I know more about? Well, here is where all logic fails. I know far more about the Bosnia-Herzegovina conflict than I do about the conflict in the Congo. I've been vaguely aware of simmering conflicts in Africa, yet nothing specific was ever mentioned. I knew that there had been some sort of political change and that region had rather fluid borders, but I knew none of the details. The article that I read in the TIME magazine today stirred my conscious. I realized that this had been going on for nearly my whole life and I was blissfully ignorant, even after making an effort to at least stay minimally briefed in world affairs. I got home tonight and immediately tried to learn all I could about the conflict and all the international decisions and the various positions of major countries. I uncovered numerous articles depicting the complicated politics of the situation, the corruption, and the civilian suffering. One of the most powerful columns I read was by Johann Hari, it's long but well worth the read (that's a link by the way, and hint to read that article). Anyway, like I was saying, my conscious was stirred. Now I can't just standby and let all those people suffer. I feel like I have to do something, but as I read I realized the brevity of the situation. There are so many parties to this conflict, all working for their own motivations. So many societies, governments, infrastructure, and lives have been destroyed by this ruthless war. Where do you start? Each militia group has its own demands, motivations, and position. How can you possibly reconcile them all? Even if you could manage to reconcile their differences, how do you rebuild a society that has been so ravaged by war that the very innate human instincts of love and compassion seem to have disappeared? How do you reintegrate women maimed by atrocious, heinous sexual violence into a culture that shuns it's very own children as witches and blames all their woes on them? Most importantly how do you rebuild a society with children that know nothing but fear, adrenaline, hate, and death? If you start by rebuilding the infrastructure to supply basic necessities to the millions of starving people the militias will destroy them. If you start by disarming the militias they will simply buy more guns. If you start by healing the civilian population they will simply be raped again by the militias. If you try to reconcile the differences between the numerous states involved in the conflict you may simply re-open old wounds. Just as this is a multi-faceted problem, the solution also must be multi-faceted. That means unilateral co-operation from all the countries of the world. None of us are isolated from this conflict and this conflict affects all of us. As a race we are all connected to the people dying in Congo. How can we ignore it? Yet it continues to slip under the radar of nightly news programmes, radio, and newspaper. Increasing the awareness of the conflict, I think, is the first step to reconciling this horrendous chapter in human history. The point that occurred again and again in all the articles I read was the immense reserves of valuable resources that Congo processes and the illegal trafficking and sale of those resources. Two of the most used metals in modern electronic devices come from the Congo. Did you know that? All the money from the sale of those metals to big multi-national corporations goes to the militias and their guns, not to improving Congo for the Congolese people. Part of the solution is to demand proper commerce of those metals. As consumers it's our duty to demand that our free market economy live up to our expectations of humane commerce.
The thing that scares me the most is the lack on any sort of intellectual news programmes here in Japan. It’s all the routine weather, some fire in a pharmacy somewhere, a train derailing, etc. and then strange game shows and soap operas. One of the new world powers has a population of people that are unaware of the world that they influence. I’m sure many Japanese companies have/do buy metals from illegal sources in the Congo, but the people here are indifferent to the effects of their consumer culture. It’s a disturbing trend in the post-modern world...
-鴻

There was a small earthquake this morning. I woke up, things were kind of shaking and it sounded like a coal train was going by...but I wasn't really sure it was real because I was so tired and sleepy that I thought it was just my sleep-deprived body telling me to go back to bed and stop standing up.
- 鴻

Jeans Feel Weird

After a week of wearing a skirt uniform, jeans feel really weird.
But anyway none of you care, you just want to hear about my first week of school (and even if you don't, I'm gonna tell you anyway, so AHA!). First off here's what I wear every day. I’ve gotten over the whole not-feeling-sexy part since I go to an all girls school and we always change clothes before we go out in public to play after school. But anyway...enough about clothes.
Going to an all girls private Catholic School must be weird anywhere, but in Japan, it's especially weird. For example, we say some sort of prayer (it's in Japanese so I can't understand it) every day at the beginning and end of school. So I asked them what it meant and none of them knew or seemed to care. Plus the all-girls characteristic is very interesting to me. I kind of expected there to be so much petty bickering and feuding, but I was pleasantly surprised that everyone just kind of lives and let lives...there are two girls in our class that are kind of shy and quiet and reserved...and not very good in gym class...but no one taunts them or makes them the butts of any jokes. I don't really see people talking behind people’s backs, or maybe I just don't understand it when they do. Anyway, I wish American girls could take a lesson from Japanese girls; of course I'm sure they're not all like this... Oh, yea, and I have gym twice a week which is a scream. It definitely sucks to get all hot and sweaty, because you're usually hot and sweaty without the help of any physical exercise, but since there are only girls here and everyone is hot and sweaty afterwards, it doesn't really seem to matter. The most interesting thing is everyone hates gym and moans and groans about it, but then gives it their all in whatever we play. So, for all of you out there that don't know how most Japanese schools work, here's a detailed description...with some side notes of course:
First you're all in a grade, just like in America, so for example there are the elementary school kids in the 1st through 6th grades then the middle school kids are in the 7th through 9th grades and high school is 10th through 12th. However, each time you matriculate a 'school', in my school's case it's all the same school, the grade numbers start over, so for example my class is a first tenth grade class so I say I'm in 高校1年(that's high school year 1). Then each year is divided up into classes, or 組, so for example I'm in a special class that takes intensive English to prepare for a class wide exchange programme in their 11grade year. So I say I'm 高校1年6組, that's high school first year class 6. In my school each year of high school has 6 classes, the 6th is always the English class and the 5th is always a science class, the rest have a more evenly distributed curriculum. Then, each day instead of the student going from lesson to lesson the teachers change rooms. Each day at my school we have a different schedule. So really you only have some lessons once a week. There are also times when everyone in your class has an elective or a class outside the normal class room, so the head student that day locks the room and everyone goes to their respective lessons for an hour or two. It's so amazing, I truly understand why Japanese people are so mature and responsible. It's because even from a very early age their expected to carry out chores and so much trust and responsibility is placed on them in school. Each day there are two people chosen, by the school administration, I assume, to be what is called the class monitors. They go to the main teachers’ office in the morning and collect the room key and two books that the teachers use to take attendance and another that outlines the responsibilities of the monitors and the rest of the class for that day.
It's the monitors responsibility that the room is unlocked in the morning and locked whenever we all the leave the room. They are also in charge of making sure all the cleaning gets done (more on that later...) and they are in charge of announcing the start and finish of class by standing and bowing. So cleaning: all the school cleaning, even the halls and toilets, is done by the students. I've only seen one cleaning lady here, and all she does is vacuum the front entrance where we change our shoes in the morning...oh yea...even at school you have inside and outside shoes even for gym! I haven't seen one act of vandalism, there's always paper and soap in the bathrooms and nothing seems to break mysteriously in our school...if American students could only learn... Anyway, also almost everyone brings a 弁当 or boxed lunch and we usually just eat in the classroom.
Then, everyday after school, there are club activities, or like now, there is a chorus competition that we all practise for. So even though school doesn't start until 8:45am, we're all there until about 6pm. That's hard because it's seems to get dark here a lot earlier than in Colorado. So by the time I get home, take a shower, change clothes, eat dinner, and finally get around to relaxing or trying to read the days lessons, its jet black outside and I feel exhausted even though it's probably only about 8:30.
So then on Friday it was the school anniversary (I can't remember what year, maybe 25th?) So we didn't have class, and we got out at 12:30. But the time that we were at school was a huge mass, pronounced just like math in Japanese so very confusing...anyway, it was long and boring, especially since it was in Japanese...I mean I fall asleep when church is in English. Plus I have kind of a hard time grappling with the fact that the only people who are Catholic at our school are the nuns, two teachers, and some of the gaijin staff, plus another exchange student from Virginia here for a month like me. Communion was dumb, I think most of the people up there were just peckish...anyway, I was in kind of an obstinate, cynical mood, so maybe I didn't get as much out of it as I should have, but I don't take kindly to being indoctrinated, regardless of the language it's in. Most people slept anyway.
So, like I said, I'm in the English class...so they all want to practise their English, so it works well, they talk to me in a mixture of mostly Japanese with a peppering of English words and I answer in English with a smattering of Japanese words. At this point it works well; so far I can understand most of what people say to me or talk about, but can't quite form my own sentences.
Well more later...I have to go shopping now, not so much that I have to but after all it IS the national past time.
- 鴻