JULY 6
It’s been too long since I have danced at Shirakawa
Park. The weather today was a bit iffy, but it started out nice and sunny. Five
of us were practicing, doing our own thing when I noticed someone watching in
the corner of my eye. We made eye-contact and he spoke to me, ‘Do you speak
English?’
Had he not asked this in a perfect American accent, I
would have assumed he was Japanese. On the contrary, he was actually from
Michigan! On top of that, he was a break dancer, but he was in Japan on a
three-week internship as an engineer. Of all the people!
At the time he had just finished touring the science
museum, so he happened to notice us as he passed by. He wasn’t meeting his
friend until later that evening, so we offered him the chance to rest, or to join
us if he’d like. It had been ‘months’ since he’s practiced, but he jumped right
into it, despite the light rain that started to fall. Eventually, we moved our
group to the basketball court, which was covered by the overpass and practiced
there. As the first English-speaking break dancer I have met in the past year,
I eagerly took his well-pointed advice. Now I’m trying to figure out how to do
thread while I’m in a shoulder freeze. Thanks, Albert. Be seeing you again I
hope.
JULY 7
I started packing and preparing for the move. What I
really mean is that I’ve put away all my winter things nicely, and I have
filled up my large orange luggage with things I am not using now, but will need
later. It never hurts to start early. Then, evening practice in the Naka
District.
JULY 8
After weeks of waiting, my group has finally been able
to present our survey to the class. All the themes had a relation to school,
and ours was about the commute. Almost a month ago we started our surveys by
asking a few volunteer students who came to our class basic questions in
regards to our research. We didn’t have to actually create another survey on
our own accord, but since we only had two questions to investigate, and already
eight people’s answers, we decided it was an opportune time.
I was in charge of the survey, but we divided the other
research and presentation creation amongst the three of us. Not only were we to
present on Japan’s school commute, but our home countries as well. As far as
information goes, we filled our twenty minutes greatly, and that was before
playing the video material. I wish our member had shown us the video beforehand,
rather than playing the five minutes’ worth during the real presentation as we
were on the clock. There were no questions to be asked, which may or may not
have been a good thing. I think people just wanted to go to their next class.
There will probably be a question session at the beginning of class next week.
JULY 9
It’s the second to last week of the semester, which
means today was the second to last Business Japanese class we will have. Next
week also happens to be the final exam, which will be similar to the midterm
where we had to do role-plays. However, we also have to write a thank you
speech, and practice new role plays such as telephone conversations ad lib. I
hope I don’t get picked for the telephone conversation!
JULY 10
Our morning started out with a guidance meeting for
the students who are going to return to their home countries soon. Granted,
some of us are ready to go home, but I’m not. We spent about an hour or so
being talked about canceling our Internet contracts, preparing for water and
electric bills, returning our bikes to the university, cleaning up our rooms,
and, of course, final paperwork. My only comfort was that if anything happened,
I would still be around later to deal with it. But the harsh truth was very
clear: in less than a month I would be saying good-bye to some of the most
important people in my life, my second family.
Like I said it was depressing, but we couldn’t wallow
in it. We still had more immediate preparations to make. The day after tomorrow
four of us, Joy, Rachael, Aurianne and I were heading to Mt. Fuji. Joy and I
rode our bikes to Donki for some last minute preparations, in particular
headlamps. We intended to climb the mountain over the course of the day and
into the night so that we could see the sunrise. Then, we hurried home to work
on our final presentations for culture class tomorrow. Once again, we can
present on anything we want, and I was still undecided until yesterday.
JULY 11
(I woke up just in time for the clouds to give way to the dawn.)
My second to last presentation topic of the semester,
of my undergraduate career was this: Okami. Okami has several meanings when
translated, all which depend on its kanji. The basis for my presentation was a
Capcom video game that came out a few years back when I was in high school. In
this game you played as Amaterasu, a god or okami,
who comes down to Japan to save the people from the dark ages as a wolf, also okami, and your powers are used by
drawing symbols on paper, the final kami.
The main reason I chose this as my final subject was because this game opened
my eyes to Japanese folklore. Every character, every story within the story has
a link to a Japanese folktale. I’m a fan of folklore, and another big theme
that I enjoy is past meets present. This game does exactly that, as it is a
modern tool depicting old stories. I highly recommend it.
That said, I kind of tripped through the presentation
itself. Maybe that was karma, or some foul curse that said any video I planned
to use in my culture presentation would betray me. In this case, the voice over
of the video was faster than I could read, but it wasn’t a real, clear
language. So I constantly had to pause, read, and play the video again. It made
my presentation much longer than the intended ten minutes.
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