Article first published (with a selection of photos)
in the 2003/2004 JGC/JCOGA School Magazine
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Sunrise
from Mt Fuji, July 2004
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From the Land of the Rising Sun By Adčle Mariette
These
reasons are all for their own part very true, but by no means provide
the full answer. I studied Japanese as one of my options during my final year at university. My Japanese teacher introduced me to the JET Programme, and in less than eight months I was here, with a visa for three years, a job at a technical high school, a wonderful apartment, an even better salary, thousands of miles away from home, and only able to say, “Where is the bank?” and, “This is a dog”. It all happened so fast, my feet didn’t really touch the ground until…well, they haven’t yet! My
uni friends didn’t believe I’d actually come to As
I said in my interview at the Japanese Embassy in So, why Japan? Well,
the opportunity arose, and I seized it with both hands and an open mind.
And I love it here. Never
once have I regretted my decision to pack my bags and move so far away
from everything I know. Now
Tom is here, too, with a job and a visa – there’s definitely no
looking back! Of
course I’ll never fit in here. The
Japanese are a very proud people, and rightly so.
In my prefecture there are very few western gaikokujin (non-Japanese, the slang of which is gaijin). This leads on to the fact that I with my height, curves, blue eyes and brown hair, not to mention my so-called hana takai (“high nose”) and pale skin, stand out like a, well, non-Asian gaijin in Japan. People stare. From time to time they want to touch you, small children start to scream and cry, older children laugh and point, and some adults run away when you approach them to ask for directions. But at least it makes it easy to spot my other JET-friends in the crowds! It’s something you have to get used to when you’re living here, and now most days I hardly notice it. People locally are getting used to seeing me, and my Japanese is now at the point that I can have a (somewhat stilted) conversation with street vendors, shop assistants and other people I meet. This in fact helps a great deal, and encourages some Japanese people to talk in English to me. Well, English about equal to my Japanese! So, why Japan?
So,
why Japan? I’m
always willing to try something new these days.
After all, life’s too short.
I don’t think I was like this so much at school, but certainly
at university my curiosity led me to try such things as ballroom
dancing, clay pigeon shooting, and an attempt at the University Air
Squadron, during which I had the fortune to fly stunts in an RAF trainer
aircraft. This
insatiable curiosity is acting full force in I’ve
also recently taken up shodo,
or Japanese calligraphy. We
attempt to write beautiful kanji
(Chinese characters) with large, thick brushes.
To be honest, I’m absolutely hopeless, but I have a great time
trying, and our attempts seem to amuse our sensei
(teacher) no end! So,
why Japan? When
I first mentioned the idea of living in Interestingly,
I was to come up against variations of my Father’s exclamation many
times before I left the Japanese
cuisine is a lot more varied than people think, although it is
fundamentally centred around fish, rice and noodles.
For a start, there’s the wonder that is okonomiyaki, which is as difficult to explain as it is to pronounce
for the first time! It’s
rather like an omelette made with flour, cabbage and some form of meat
or fish, and is wonderful! Although
eating it with chopsticks takes some practice. There
are plenty of non-Japanese style restaurants here, including Indian,
Lebonese, Thai, Korean, Chinese, French, American, and, especially
Italian. Maybe it’s the
pasta? My
partner and I cook for ourselves most nights, however, which means
braving the Japanese supermarkets. Once
you get used to the strange-looking vegetables and lack of variety in
the meat section, it’s not all that different from home. Naturally
there are still things we miss from home – a good Sunday roast, and a
bacon sarnie, to name two. But
equally we know that we’ll miss the likes of okonomiyaki
and yakisoba when we
eventually return. So,
why Japan? There is only one answer: WHY NOT?
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