Friday, June 30, 2006

Time is passing...

I tried to post this picture as part of my last post, but blogger wouldn't let me put another picture in it. This is one way to mark the passing of time in Japan, by watching the rice grow. If you'll notice, it's the same rice field that I put in the May 30 post. A whole month has passed since then. My, how time flies! Reflecting over the past month, it's amazing all that can happen in the span of 30 days...

Immaculately Rolled Burritos and some Dou-Dou

A few weeks ago, my vice principle asked me a lose-lose question: "Jeremy, do you like to cook?" I felt like I'd been backed into a corner...what should I say? Would I be commiting to myself to something dreadfully painful if I answered in the affirmative? Would I be a poor conversationalist and general disappointment if I answered truthfully and said no, I hate cooking? What was going on? Well, I answered, "A little." In the end, I ended up being in charge of a cooking class for the PTA, making my "specialty," Mexican food. I didn't know I was an expert in anything resembling cooking, but that's how it ended up.

In Japan, it turns out the PTA pretty much rules the school, so the vice principle was really eager to please, and this translated into me losing the rights to a Friday evening, 7:30-9:30. The minute I agreed to cook, they were uber-busy printing flyers and making phone calls related to "Mr. Jeremy to eigo no me-ki-shi-ko-ri-o-ri no ku-ki-n-gu ko-su" (Mr. Jeremy and English Mexican Cooking Course). The preparations went really well (including a trip to Costco) and before I knew it, the much-anticipated evening had finally arrived. The menu: messy nachos and chicken burritos. This picture is a group of PTA ladies early on in the cooking process. Notice the exceptionally fresh ingredients, as well as their unnecessarily repressed enthusiasm. We had a crowd of around 30, so it was quite the event. And to be honest, I've never seen more beautiful nachos, nor such perfectly rolled burritos. They treated these dishes as if they were formal flower arrangements going on public display. A few even used left-over veggies to make a garnish to improve the presentation of their own food. I guess they wanted to impress themselves!

Here is a picture of our most enthusiastic participant, my vice-principle, Ushijima sensei. In spite of my earlier complaints, he is a man that I really love and appreciate. From day one, he's been an enthusiastic supporter of mine and a general all-around good guy. This guy was so excited to cook some Mexican...he was constantly running up to my station, asking if he had cut his vegetables to the right size, if he had used too much of this or too little of that; in effect, he was running around like a nervous little dog. But he was by far the best student, hanging on every word I said and precisely executing every command. It was really funny! So, in honor of his cooking excellence, here he is with his perfect burrito. I introduced him to green Tabasco, and I think he'll be forever grateful.

In some ways, this cooking course was the beginning of the end of my stay in Japan. Jackie was there to help, and it really felt like a bit of a formal good-bye and final present to the school, sharing my time and a little "taste" of my culture. They really did love the food, and even though it was amazingly hot and humid (sauna-like) in that home-ec room, I really do view it as time well-spent.

Finally, here's a silly picture we found in the subway last night. There's really only one way to pronounce this one, isn't there?!?! That's one of the things I'll miss about Japan...unexpectedly humorous things around every corner. We've been up and down this part of the subway station a million times...and this is the first time we noticed this shop. It was a trendy little clothing retailer, by the way. Don't think I'd name my shop after some fecal matter, but I guess it works in Japan!

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Busy, Busy, Busy...

Yes indeed, it's been a busy week, between traveling to America for the funeral, followed by the celebration of our 5 year anniversary the next weekend (6/9/01). For several weeks we'd planned to take a trip to Nagasaki to celebrate and decided it was still a good idea, in spite of me still feeling pretty tired from jet-lag and all. But seeings how it's our 5th, it deserved a little something special. Besides, I couldn't ask Jackie to sit around our apartment for the weekend, especially since the jumping spiders are making a comeback with the humidity.

Rather than show you the usual pictures from Nagasaki, involving the A-bomb site, Peace Park, etc, I've decided to show you a few other pictures (You can still see those pictures by clicking on the new Nagasaki pictures link in the right-hand margin). I'm hoping to give you a bit of a glimpse into a side of Nagasaki that isn't as well known, and that I found very interesting. For many, many years, Nagasaki was the only port where foreigners were allowed to trade and live, making it a very unique Japanese city due to its foreign influence. Here I'll try to illustrate a couple of those influences.

To the right here, we have a picture of a stone dragon. I've developed a bit of a fascination for these fellows, which Jackie frequently mocks. "Oh great, another picture of a stupid statue..." There are lots of stone dragons in Japan, but very, very few like this one...this guy is Chinese, and believe it or not, looks very different from his Japanese relatives. He's at a Confucian shrine...actually on Chinese soil, controlled by the Chinese embassy in Tokyo. Confucianism, while no doubt influential to a certain degree, is not a major philosophy/religion in Japan. The Chinese have been very influential on the Japanese in ancient times, but especially so in Nagasaki. The shrine was awesome, with lots of very interesting statues and a fun museum in the back. I'm not sure why those babies are riding on the dragon's back...no doubt he's saving them for later, when his appetite kicks in. I think dragons probably have a high metabolism, with all that fire-breathing and what-not.

And here, we have another very interesting aspect of Nagasaki's historic foreign liberalism...a Christian church. Catholic, to be more precise. It was built in the 1860's, and is the oldest Christian church in Japan. Being a Christian myself, it was heart-warming to be in the company of other Christians again, even if they don't speak my language and believe a little differently (I'm currently Protestant). Just seeing familiar symbols made me feel at home. And I learned something on this trip: back in the 1600's, when Christianity was beginning to thrive in Japan (especially in the south), the shogun decided that this "new" religion posed a potential political threat. So, he proceeded to do what so many have done in the past, he had several executed (by crucifixion in this case). I found out Nagasaki is somewhat well-known in Catholic circles for the death of 26 martyrs: 4 European missionaries and 22 Japanese believers. The pope (John Paul II) even visited the site of their martyrdom back in the 70's, I think it was. Again, more pictures by clicking on the link in the right-hand margin.

We had a good time in Nagasaki, just enjoying one another, reveling in a little history, and eating at the Mexican restaurant (sort of) we found on the wharf. And for those of you who are a little less-than familiar with the web, just click on the link below to see the pictures from our trip. Beware, there be lots of stone dragons in there... ;-)

http://s48.photobucket.com/albums/f202/bergieboy77/Nagasaki/

And I'll leave you with something Jackie found especially interesting, lots and lots of hydrangeas! At some points, I could've spit in any direction and been sure to hit at least one amazingly beautiful blue hydrangea.
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They were everywhere!

Thanks for reading!

Wednesday, June 07, 2006

A Weekend of Mourning and Travel

Last Thursday morning (6/1), I received some most unwelcome news: my uncle had passed away from a massive heart-attack. While it is tough news for anyone to hear their uncle has passed, it requires some hard thought as to whether it would be wise to travel from Japan to Detroit for the funeral. Well, in this case, it was my only conceivable option.

On my mother's side, there were only two children: my mother Pam and her brother, Mike. Mike never married, and I am my mother's only child, which made this a small family. To make it even smaller, my mother died when I was seven, followed by my grandfather two years later. So for a period of about fifteen years, it was just me, my grandmother, and my uncle. When Grandma passed in 2000, my uncle was all I had left on my mother's side.

The thought crossed my mind numerous times over the weekend, "I'm not just burying my uncle, I'm burying my whole family." This helps to explain why it was so imperative I be there: to lay my mother's family to rest. This, combined with the legal necessities of caring for his estate, necessitated a very fast trip to Detroit from Japan.

To keep this post short, I'll just say that the weekend went as smoothly as possible. My parents drove up from Indianapolis to lend some much needed support, help, and advice. The funeral home director, Mike Kolb, was fantastic. The lawyer helping with the details of the estate, Don Strehl, has been equally exceptional. Both have gone above and beyond to make this an overwhelmingly positive and hassle-free experience. And of course, there's Helen Bono, my uncle's 84 year-old neighbor, who drove him to the hospital and kept him company during his final minutes.

Also, a great deal of thanks needs to be said to Mr. and Mrs. Alan Bitel. Al was my uncle's best friend, and was the hospital's only contact when my uncle passed. He and his wife spent many hours searching the internet, trying to find me. After a string of amazing connections and seeming dead-ends, they managed to find my in-laws, who called me in Japan. Thanks again, Bitels! Without them, I wouldn't have been able to give my uncle a fitting burial, nor pay my respects.

On a different note, my friends and co-workers in Japan have been very sympathetic and understanding, especially the staff at Hisayama Jr. High School. They shared my sorrow and offered their most sincere condolences. Hara sensei, my supervisor, was also a very sympathetic ear, and a huge help in making my trip possible. I would also like to thank Miho sensei at Sakurabaru Elem. School, who had to forego two precious days without my presence in the classroom.

I arrived in Detroit late on Friday, made funeral preparations on Saturday, held the funeral on Sunday, went through my uncle's house on Monday, and left for Japan at 7:00 that evening. Thanks to the international date-line, that put me back in Japan on Wednesday. My calendar tells me that Tuesday actually happened, but I'm not sure when, where, or how. The weekend was packed, and thanks to my parents help, we were able to do all that we had to do in that short amount of time. But only just! There will be a lot of work awaiting me when I return home in August, but it's good to know that everything's being well-cared for in the meantime.

For my uncle's obituary, please click the link: http://www.meaningfulfunerals.net/fh/obituaries/obituary.cfm?o_id=45010&fh_id=10502

Rest in peace, Uncle Mike!

John Michael Harrison, 1947-2006