This term, a Japanese friend asked me to take a class with him. It is much different than the typical classes I am made to take here in Okayama. This particular class is based on studying Southern Oregon. Basically, I took it for two reasons. First, I wanted to get more practice listening to Japanese in a class room setting because my other classes are taught in English, typically with a Japanese instructor, who's English isn't flawless to say the least. And second, I wanted to see first hand how the Japanese students are taught in college as opposed to how American classes operate.
I first want to outline my experience, and the experience that I imagine most American students have while studying at home. In America, classes are typically somewhat difficult, and some are outright intense. The professors often assign homework such as reading of text books or answering questions on a daily basis, and in many 10 week classes, there will be 3 tests including a final, and often 2 or 3 essays of between 3 to 7 pages accordingly. As students, much of our time outside of class is spent studying material, and in alot of cases, it is our job.
For another point, the Professor usually wants student engagement to take place during their lecture. It's seems that the common belief is if you don't make the students answer questions and give their 2 cents, they probably aren't learning the material. I have seen, in many classes, a professor continuously looking for people to ask questions when a difficult topic comes up, and if no questions are asked, the teacher gets somewhat annoyed with the class. As a student, I love to give my understanding of something and be corrected if wrong, as well as here other students' questions because they often clear up questions that I have as well.
Now, I would like to explain my experience it the "Japanese class" that I am taking. I can't speak for all classes, or even universities, but according to other students, most classes are structured quite similarly to this one.
Firstly, the Professor does assign homework at the end of each class, but unlike American classes, the ones here are only 90 minutes one day a week. The homework usually seems simple, and the students have a full week to do it. In this class, there will be no essay to write, and i believe just one small test at the end of the term which lasts 15 weeks.
As for how the actual class period operates, I am very surprised. There is no required text for this class, which is understandable because "Southern Oregon" is somewhat of a strange topic. So, instead of a text, the Professor makes print outs of the "Ashland Daily Tidings" newspaper for the students. For the first 30 minutes, he just stands at the front of the class and reads a sentence in English, and then translates the meaning. He only makes it through about the first two paragraphs in that time, and then moves on to another print out. One time, he gave a "Google Map" of a piece of a city, both here in Japan, and in the states. The purpose was to examine the differences between Japanese and American maps, where there are actually quite a few. This is a typical class period.
During all of this, I look around at the sum 30 students, and can usually see about 10 that even look awake, and out of those, maybe 5 are following the lecture. The Professor almost never asks a question, and the students are completely unengaged, just listening to the man ramble on. I really wonder how someone can learn from this first off, and why someone would pay money to sleep in a classroom while some half balding man shouts information at them.
Like I said, this is a very usual Japanese college class. In a few weeks, i will have the opportunity to go to a High School here and sit in on one of those classes as well. I am very curious to see if they use to same strategy for teaching.
Friday, May 21, 2010
Friday, April 30, 2010
Becoming Me
Hey friends!
It has been far too long since I last posted about my stay in Japan. Alot has happened since January, and I have alot to tell. I am sorry if this post drags on for a while, but please read through to the end!
I began my second semester about three weeks ago now. So far, it is proving to be much more enjoyable than the previous one. Last time, I took many classes that were very tedious, and were basically just sitting in a class room, and not learning very much. This term, the class options are much more activity orientated. I am taking Japanese 2, which will be better for me because it shouldn't be a repeat of what I learned previously. The Study of Japan, which involves field trips around our region. Last week, we went to Bizen, famous for its pottery, and made our own dishes! Also, we saw the oldest public school in Japan. It is no longer in use, but was interesting to see a little of Japanese origins. I am in a class called "The Intangible Heritage of Japan". In this class, we are learning through hands on experiences. We are currently making Japanese pottery, and will also make our own chopsticks in a wood shop type setting, and learn to play the very famous Taiko drum. Finally, I am taking "The Political Economy of Modern Japan". This class may seem a bit boring, but I assure you that it is full of interesting facts. So far, we have studied how the Japanese overcame the economic collapse after WWII, and also during the 1970's with the fuel shortage scare. In full, we will basically find how Japan went from an under developed country before the war, to one of the worlds major economic powers in the current day. I am very excited to see these classes through to the end.
Grievances and Troubles
I explained in an earlier post, that the foreigners here in Japan have a very tough time with many aspects of life. I have found myself being part of the most extreme minority that Japan has; white people. First and foremost, I have never been in a minority situation before this, and for a long time, I wasn't quite sure how to deal with and overcome it. The country is nearly 98% Japanese, and out of the remaining 2%, about .01% of the people living here are white. The rest of that small portion is mostly other Asians. For westerners in general, but specifically Americans, this is a very hard fact. Let me explain. I was raised, much like most American kids, with the idea that it is fine to be different, and in mot circumstances, difference is wanted. Our country is made up of countless cultures, and with that brings countless traditions and ways of life. This makes our great nation very diverse, and makes an "American Culture" very hard to pin point. In Japan, with everyone being Japanese, the culture has been left almost unchanged for a very long time. Built into their culture, is the idea that difference is unwanted, and that the herd should be followed; very closely. This is an issue that aches at me everyday.
The idea of no difference within the culture brings smaller issues for me as well. Its very hard to make friends first off. After 7 months, still I have just one good friend that invites me to do things and treats me as an equal. I am usually with other foreigners, who accept each other, and it is somewhat ruining the mental image that I had before arriving here, of never being with foreigners to make the best of my experience. In some ways, it is making me dislike the Japanese people, which I don't like say.
Leading directly from the point of not having Japanese friends, brings up the fact that my language level is still disgustingly low. 7 months, and still, I can't hold a conversation. I know how to speak, and I can understand a great amount of what is said to me now, but when asked a question, I don't know what to say, and just stumble. I believe that this is due to not practicing. I know it seems obvious right?! "Just practice then"! But, it really isn't that simple. The Japanese take any chance to speak English they get, even if it's with someone here that speaks french or German, and always turn a conversation to English.
This may sound a bit blunt, but I suppose, due to being white, I have never encountered direct racism toward me. That is, until about a month ago. I really didn't see it coming. Not in Japan, not in a thousand years. The Japanese tend to be very kind, at least to your face. Recently, I have found that many of them wear a mask so to speak though, and are only polite due to cultural rules. Allow me to tell you a little story. I went to small town about 15 miles from where I live called Kurashiki. It has a very beautiful traditional district, made up of old style buildings and small irrigation streams. I went during the famous "Sakura viewing" (Cherry blossoms) time. As we walked out of the train station, we stopped to stand in the nice sun shine for a few moments. There was man and woman sitting on the benches behind us, maybe in their mid 40's. Once they noticed us standing there, the man started yelling all types of things at us. In Japanese of course. (Because we're white, most Japanese don't think we can understand even the smallest bit of Japanese. He was mistaken) He was yelling things like "Oh white people! HAHAHA!" "OH, Americans!!! HAHA" "Who do they think they are?!" This was said in a very nasty and hateful tone. Just as we decided we'd had enough, and began to walk away, he yelled one final remark. "AH, PERO-PERO!" I admit, I didn't know this word, but my handy-dandy electronic dictionary sure did. I looked it up and found that it means "to lick with the tongue". Usually used as a verb for eating something like an ice cream cone, or lolly pop, but this time, as I found from my friend later, meant "HEY! SUCK MY D**K!" That was my encounter with pure and direct racism.
It's Not All Bad!
Yes, like I said, it has been 7 months since I left the States. Seven months filled with downs, like you have read, and yet many ups as well. One thing I can say that I have enjoyed very much, is the learning and growing that has taken place within myself. I knew before leaving to not expect things to be the same as home. That would have been idiotic. I knew that I would change, but I guess I wasn't aware of how much. I have met people from all across the globe, and have become quite close to many of them. I know much about Asia, and the many cultures and ideas that come from this art of the world, as well as many more from Europe. I have spoken with Germans about WWII, and learned the other side that our text books at home would never teach us. I have learned Japan's perspective on the atomic bombing as well. I have learned how life is lived in the UK, and in France. I have talked with people from everywhere about their countries' feeling on the current war in the middle east, and how US citizens are seen through their eyes. In full, I can't say that I love Japan. But, if nothing else, I can say that I love who I am becoming here. I have become stronger through dealing with hardships, and more aware of the correct way to look at people that are different. One of the biggest milestones I have come across, and that I must remember each day is this - "It's not wrong, It's just different". It took me a long time to let that idea seep in, but now that it has, I can't see living without it. It makes me want to stop everything, and travel to every inch of the planet and learn all there is to know about other people.
Scared of Returning
This was an unforeseen part of going abroad for an entire year. I never anticipated being nervous to go back to my old life. Even though I want it bad, and I might leave today if given a free plane ticket, I didn't see it coming. There are a few reasons why I am worried. First, I have learned alot here like I said, but not only about the world. I have put in alot of work to learn the language here. Countless hours spent learning vocabulary, and memorizing very difficult Japanese characters. The language is written everywhere of course, which is a major part of being able to read and comprehend. Even just today I saw this sign - 外来者駐車場. I know you don't understand, so I would like to explain. 外 means 'outside', 来 means 'come', 者 means 'Person', and 駐車場 means 'Parking'. So, for the first time, I understood the sign because I recently learned some of the parts. Its means outside, come, person, parking right? So, it means "visitor parking". I won't have to chance to come to these meanings at home where there are no Kanji. It lights up my face each time I can understand something like this.
Secondly, I am afraid that people won't understand the things I have seen and learned which I talked about earlier. I will want to give great detail about many things, and a don't think people will have the patience to listen to a years worth of stories. (I hope you've had the patience to read all of this!) I am worried about seeing something very usual to people, like English written everywhere, and saying "OH! I CAN READ IT!" and having someone say, "Uh yeah, your in America now!" But, they just won't get it. Sometimes, I hear English in a song, or a TV program, I get super excited. It just doesn't happen all the time.
Thirdly, I have a very good group of friends at home. Some who have been with me for nearly 12 years now. I am worried to go home and have to relearn my friends interests, jokes, where they live, what their phone numbers have changed to, etc. I know that alot happens in the amount of time that I have been gone, and more will change for the rest of my stay.
Well, I guess I've made you read enough. Thank you very much for taking time away from your day for me! I love you guys! Three more months and I'll be home to see ya!
It has been far too long since I last posted about my stay in Japan. Alot has happened since January, and I have alot to tell. I am sorry if this post drags on for a while, but please read through to the end!
I began my second semester about three weeks ago now. So far, it is proving to be much more enjoyable than the previous one. Last time, I took many classes that were very tedious, and were basically just sitting in a class room, and not learning very much. This term, the class options are much more activity orientated. I am taking Japanese 2, which will be better for me because it shouldn't be a repeat of what I learned previously. The Study of Japan, which involves field trips around our region. Last week, we went to Bizen, famous for its pottery, and made our own dishes! Also, we saw the oldest public school in Japan. It is no longer in use, but was interesting to see a little of Japanese origins. I am in a class called "The Intangible Heritage of Japan". In this class, we are learning through hands on experiences. We are currently making Japanese pottery, and will also make our own chopsticks in a wood shop type setting, and learn to play the very famous Taiko drum. Finally, I am taking "The Political Economy of Modern Japan". This class may seem a bit boring, but I assure you that it is full of interesting facts. So far, we have studied how the Japanese overcame the economic collapse after WWII, and also during the 1970's with the fuel shortage scare. In full, we will basically find how Japan went from an under developed country before the war, to one of the worlds major economic powers in the current day. I am very excited to see these classes through to the end.
Grievances and Troubles
I explained in an earlier post, that the foreigners here in Japan have a very tough time with many aspects of life. I have found myself being part of the most extreme minority that Japan has; white people. First and foremost, I have never been in a minority situation before this, and for a long time, I wasn't quite sure how to deal with and overcome it. The country is nearly 98% Japanese, and out of the remaining 2%, about .01% of the people living here are white. The rest of that small portion is mostly other Asians. For westerners in general, but specifically Americans, this is a very hard fact. Let me explain. I was raised, much like most American kids, with the idea that it is fine to be different, and in mot circumstances, difference is wanted. Our country is made up of countless cultures, and with that brings countless traditions and ways of life. This makes our great nation very diverse, and makes an "American Culture" very hard to pin point. In Japan, with everyone being Japanese, the culture has been left almost unchanged for a very long time. Built into their culture, is the idea that difference is unwanted, and that the herd should be followed; very closely. This is an issue that aches at me everyday.
The idea of no difference within the culture brings smaller issues for me as well. Its very hard to make friends first off. After 7 months, still I have just one good friend that invites me to do things and treats me as an equal. I am usually with other foreigners, who accept each other, and it is somewhat ruining the mental image that I had before arriving here, of never being with foreigners to make the best of my experience. In some ways, it is making me dislike the Japanese people, which I don't like say.
Leading directly from the point of not having Japanese friends, brings up the fact that my language level is still disgustingly low. 7 months, and still, I can't hold a conversation. I know how to speak, and I can understand a great amount of what is said to me now, but when asked a question, I don't know what to say, and just stumble. I believe that this is due to not practicing. I know it seems obvious right?! "Just practice then"! But, it really isn't that simple. The Japanese take any chance to speak English they get, even if it's with someone here that speaks french or German, and always turn a conversation to English.
This may sound a bit blunt, but I suppose, due to being white, I have never encountered direct racism toward me. That is, until about a month ago. I really didn't see it coming. Not in Japan, not in a thousand years. The Japanese tend to be very kind, at least to your face. Recently, I have found that many of them wear a mask so to speak though, and are only polite due to cultural rules. Allow me to tell you a little story. I went to small town about 15 miles from where I live called Kurashiki. It has a very beautiful traditional district, made up of old style buildings and small irrigation streams. I went during the famous "Sakura viewing" (Cherry blossoms) time. As we walked out of the train station, we stopped to stand in the nice sun shine for a few moments. There was man and woman sitting on the benches behind us, maybe in their mid 40's. Once they noticed us standing there, the man started yelling all types of things at us. In Japanese of course. (Because we're white, most Japanese don't think we can understand even the smallest bit of Japanese. He was mistaken) He was yelling things like "Oh white people! HAHAHA!" "OH, Americans!!! HAHA" "Who do they think they are?!" This was said in a very nasty and hateful tone. Just as we decided we'd had enough, and began to walk away, he yelled one final remark. "AH, PERO-PERO!" I admit, I didn't know this word, but my handy-dandy electronic dictionary sure did. I looked it up and found that it means "to lick with the tongue". Usually used as a verb for eating something like an ice cream cone, or lolly pop, but this time, as I found from my friend later, meant "HEY! SUCK MY D**K!" That was my encounter with pure and direct racism.
It's Not All Bad!
Yes, like I said, it has been 7 months since I left the States. Seven months filled with downs, like you have read, and yet many ups as well. One thing I can say that I have enjoyed very much, is the learning and growing that has taken place within myself. I knew before leaving to not expect things to be the same as home. That would have been idiotic. I knew that I would change, but I guess I wasn't aware of how much. I have met people from all across the globe, and have become quite close to many of them. I know much about Asia, and the many cultures and ideas that come from this art of the world, as well as many more from Europe. I have spoken with Germans about WWII, and learned the other side that our text books at home would never teach us. I have learned Japan's perspective on the atomic bombing as well. I have learned how life is lived in the UK, and in France. I have talked with people from everywhere about their countries' feeling on the current war in the middle east, and how US citizens are seen through their eyes. In full, I can't say that I love Japan. But, if nothing else, I can say that I love who I am becoming here. I have become stronger through dealing with hardships, and more aware of the correct way to look at people that are different. One of the biggest milestones I have come across, and that I must remember each day is this - "It's not wrong, It's just different". It took me a long time to let that idea seep in, but now that it has, I can't see living without it. It makes me want to stop everything, and travel to every inch of the planet and learn all there is to know about other people.
Scared of Returning
This was an unforeseen part of going abroad for an entire year. I never anticipated being nervous to go back to my old life. Even though I want it bad, and I might leave today if given a free plane ticket, I didn't see it coming. There are a few reasons why I am worried. First, I have learned alot here like I said, but not only about the world. I have put in alot of work to learn the language here. Countless hours spent learning vocabulary, and memorizing very difficult Japanese characters. The language is written everywhere of course, which is a major part of being able to read and comprehend. Even just today I saw this sign - 外来者駐車場. I know you don't understand, so I would like to explain. 外 means 'outside', 来 means 'come', 者 means 'Person', and 駐車場 means 'Parking'. So, for the first time, I understood the sign because I recently learned some of the parts. Its means outside, come, person, parking right? So, it means "visitor parking". I won't have to chance to come to these meanings at home where there are no Kanji. It lights up my face each time I can understand something like this.
Secondly, I am afraid that people won't understand the things I have seen and learned which I talked about earlier. I will want to give great detail about many things, and a don't think people will have the patience to listen to a years worth of stories. (I hope you've had the patience to read all of this!) I am worried about seeing something very usual to people, like English written everywhere, and saying "OH! I CAN READ IT!" and having someone say, "Uh yeah, your in America now!" But, they just won't get it. Sometimes, I hear English in a song, or a TV program, I get super excited. It just doesn't happen all the time.
Thirdly, I have a very good group of friends at home. Some who have been with me for nearly 12 years now. I am worried to go home and have to relearn my friends interests, jokes, where they live, what their phone numbers have changed to, etc. I know that alot happens in the amount of time that I have been gone, and more will change for the rest of my stay.
Well, I guess I've made you read enough. Thank you very much for taking time away from your day for me! I love you guys! Three more months and I'll be home to see ya!
Wednesday, January 27, 2010
Monday, January 18, 2010
After 3.5 Months
Well everyone, I have been in Japan now for just over 3.5 months. My time here so far has been a great adventure thus far. I have come across many things that I want to tell everyone about; some that I like and some that I don't, but all have made for great stories, and I am excited to let you all know about them. In this post, I will try to list as many events and strange occurances as possible to hopefully give you a better understanding of the world I am involved in here.
--The Beginning--
When I first stepped out of the Narita Airport, just outside of Tokyo, I knew that things were going to be different. This was 100% expected, but in some ways I didn't take into account how drastic things would change for me. I boarded a bus and headed in toward the city, and that is when I really felt excited, and at the same time I felt very nervous, and that things were quite strange. For starters, I climed onto the bus from the "wrong side", and headed down a big freeway on the "wrong side of the road". The cars weren't the same anymore either. Here, the cars tend to be very small and almost box shapped. I now typically refer to them as milk cartons on wheels. Even the "Semi-trucks" were strange, having all flat noses. Still to this day i haven't seen a truck with an extended nose like back home. This is for everything; gas tankers, goods trucks, even your typical pick-up truck; all flat nosed. As we drove (mind you, this was the beginning of september) basically all of the leaves on trees were completely green and had no signs of changing color yet or falling off. (the leaves eventually fell off completely nearly half way through December!) Then, we arrived in Tokyo, the biggest city I have ever seen, or stayed time in.
This is when I came across a problem, also forseen before leaving, that I still have to deal with 3.5 months later on an every day basis; The language barrier. This idea, although known about, has never impacted me before and took a long time to adjust to. In America, we expect everyone to speak English, and when they don't they will have alot of troubles. I was thrown into those shoes. If I want to order a meal at a restaurant, I have to work by seraching my brain for the right words. And then if I want a second glass of water, work again. Now I know how to say most of these daily necessities, but at the beginning, life was hell when it came to using the language. I had all of a sudden been put in a situation where I could no longer complete the simplest of tasks, and for a few months, I would feel quite helpless, much like a small child. Now though, 3.5 months in, these feeling have started to go away slowly but surely, as I learn more and more language, and get comfortable using what i have learned. Sometimes, I like to go out alone, and with no help from another person, try to accomplish something. Up till now, they have been small things. For instance, one day I needed a bike shop owner to help me fix my bike. before I left, I looked up some critical vocab that I would need, and set out. All alone, I had my bike fixed, and also my ego. This might sound a little dramatic, but that is one of the best feelings I have come across here; just knowing that I can help myself, in the same way that I would at home, and feel comfortable with it. There are many, many things that I can still not do on my own, but each week I try something else that will test me.
Now, I would like to make a list and description of things I have been strange to me here.
1. Surgical Masks - Yes, surgical masks. Some days, when you walk down the street you feel like you just entered an episode of Doogie Howser or something. Due to the extreme politeness here, people where these when they are sick, to keep others from catching the sickness. But, it's strait up wierd to me. We joke about it all the time like "if I wore one of those i'd draw a vampire face on it or something!" Or "what, are they trying to be Ninja's?!"
2. opening a soda bottle - This still gets me every time I get myslef a coke. At home, when you crack that sucker open you hear this "tttsssssssssss" and the gas escapes nice and slowly; I'm sure you can all imagine. However, in Japan, when you crack it open, after about a 1/8 inch turn, you will hear a "POP". The first time this happened to me I jumped, and everytime since, it still gets me.
3. Water faucet handels - In America, if your kictchen sink has a handel instead of knobs, you will push it up in order to turn on the water, and down to turn it off. In Japan, have fun soaking yourself with water bouncing from the bottom of the sink when you push it down to turn the water off and make it go to full pressure. I have one like this in my room, and for the first month I did that every flippin time. Now, still nearly once or twice a week. Its a horrible 21 year habbit to have to break, let me tell ya!
4. Where's the toilet flush level?! - Yeah, it's typically on the right side here, rather than the left. I felt real dumb after looking for it for about 30 seconds one day. Also, they have a lever many times that can be pushed up or down. One direction is for "big" and the other for "small" labeled with Kanji. This is the amount of water that will rush through.
5. wait, I gotta push a button to order? - I would say that 90% of sit in restaurants have a little button on the table to push in order to get your waiter to come over. Sometimes this is useful, and other times totally ridiculous. They wont come until you press it, and sometimes you press it and they are 5 feet away behind the counter or something. Also, you press it to get your bill.
6. Japanese Friends - These are really hard to come by. We exchange students, especially from western countires, complain about it all the time. I have been here 3.5 months and have only made one Japanese friend. The rest are more like acquaintances, that never call you to go do things. It's a very big sore spot for us. In america, the exchange students would have many friends with the natives, and would be shown all kinds of things around the area. We somewhat have to fend for oursleves. I have made some new life long friends here in Japan, all of which are exchange students.
7. Party like you're a rockstar - The Japanese know how to impress 21 year old American guy with this to say the least. They have created an establishment called an "Izakaya". Here, you can get really, really, REALLY drunk for a very affordable price. You walk in, get a seat, ask for 2 hours of time, and then drink all you want in those two hours, for only around 20 or so bucks. It's magical... I think. (can't always remember if it was a good time, but i guess that means it must have been eh?!) The Japanese use these for a different reason though. They tend to do an all you can eat thing along with their drinking, and so it doesn't cause massive drunk shinanigins. We on the other hand stick to the saying "If you're eatin, You're cheatin" and leave pretty messed up. It's quite the expirience to ride a bike 2 miles when your trashed too! It's obviously illegal, but....SHHHH!
People don't realy go to actaul bars here much, which is a real big oddity for me. I Don't know why.
Beer is unreasonbly priced. Something like $9 for a six pack! American liquor is dirt cheap. The Japanese are real light weights, so they don't like liquor much, and actually have no concept of the word "shot". This is a gold mine for us however, as we can get our favorite bottles for only about a $15 average. Also, they sell 4 Liter bottles of whiskey here. I haven't bought one yet, and maybe I wont beacuse that's a bit insane, but you can get them. Can you imagine if those were possible to get in America?! Kids would be dead on the streets!
8. Don't need to be single to go on a date - Yes, you read that right. I was really shocked when I expirienced this first hand. I'll explain. I asked a Japanese girl out for dinner about a month or so into my trip. She said yes, and I got excited about it. My good Japanese friend Nori did some behind my back recon on her, and found that she had a boy friend! He told me this just hours before we were to go out. I confronted here about the issue and this is what she said..."when I said yes, I didn't realize that "dinner" meant a date, I just thought we would go out and talk and hang out". I thought to myslef "WHAT?!?!" In america, and all of you know this, that if a guy asks a girl out for dinner, and she says yes, it is obviously a date. The person who doesn't realize this would be a true idiot. I have talked to other people from western cultures, and they all agree with me. They couldn't believe it either. I would say that has been on of the biggest culture shocks I have come across.
9. You've got to own a bike - On my first day here, I was instructed by my tutor to go out the next day and buy a bike. Everyone in Japan has one, as it is the biggest means of transporation outside of the real big cities. I haven't owned one in nearly 10 years so it was strange to get used to saying "where did I park my bike" rather than "My car". My legs are becoming really strong and fit now though, due to riding it an average of around 15 miles a week or so.
10. Gotta love rice - I had never used a rice cooker before, now I use one 5 times a week. I had never eatin rice on a daily basis, now it's hard to go a day without nearly being forced to eat it. I have become so accustomed to it, that I can eat it plain. On my first day, I asked my tutor "is there anything to put on the rice?" expecting him to say something about soy sauce, and he gave me a very strange look. In Japan, the rice is the meal. The meat and veggies are the toppings.
11. ATMs - There are ATMs all over just like at home, but the the thing about them is this.. They stop giving you money between the hours of 9PM and 9AM. Try being drunk, and wanting to get out some more cash when the ATM says "NOPE! You have to wait till tomorrow morning". That was an unhappy night.
12. Mcdonalds - Here, the burgers actaully look like the pictures.. go figure. Japan takes great pride in the freshness of thier food products. All food that is meant to be fresh, is fresh. The super markets stop stocking new meat and produce a few hours before closing, so that they wont be bad the next day. It's wonderful, and I have found that American food is pretty crappy quality.
13. So polite, It's impolite - With this, I am mostly speaking about how the Japanese feel about correcting spoken language mistakes. When speaking, if you are to make a mistake, it will go on without being corrected, unless of course it's by a teacher. The Japanese seem to think that they will hurt your feelings by correcting you, which of course, for a learner, it is very crucial to be corrected. By not correcting you, they will avoid some sort of awkward feeling, and this is thier way of being nice. To me however, this is the opposite of nice. I need to be corrected, or I will keep making the same mistake over and over, thinking it is right. So in the long run, they have been impolite, by not helping you, and making you look like an ass farther on down the road, when it could have been solved very simply.
14. Too much English! - One thing that many Americans down realize is that basically everyone in the world learns English from around the 4th or 5th grade, and they typically have a good knowledge of it. Here in Japan, the college students are forced to take English language classes. This is a sore point for use forigners. The Japanese students see us as a very good opportunity to practice thier English, but we think it should be the other way around. Beacuse when I first arrived, my Japanese was very poor, I had to establish relationships through English. Even though this wasn't really my fault, it has come full circle to bite me in the rear. Now, my language has imporved drastically, and yet, they insist on speaking English. Even if I ask a question in Japanese, a reply is given in English. I know I didn't come 6,000 miles to help with and learn my language, rather to learn Japanese, so this is one of the things I dislike the most about being here. Agian, this comes back to politness on thier part. They feel it's nicer to speak in English to make me feel comfortable, which at first was nice, but now, it's become troublesome. I rarely get to practice my Japanese, and am learning at a much slower rate that I would like to.
Well, so far, these are some things that I have found here, that I thought people might want to hear about. All-in-all, I am enjoying my time here quite a bit. It is worth my time, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Thank you all for reading this! More posts to come so stay tuned.
--The Beginning--
When I first stepped out of the Narita Airport, just outside of Tokyo, I knew that things were going to be different. This was 100% expected, but in some ways I didn't take into account how drastic things would change for me. I boarded a bus and headed in toward the city, and that is when I really felt excited, and at the same time I felt very nervous, and that things were quite strange. For starters, I climed onto the bus from the "wrong side", and headed down a big freeway on the "wrong side of the road". The cars weren't the same anymore either. Here, the cars tend to be very small and almost box shapped. I now typically refer to them as milk cartons on wheels. Even the "Semi-trucks" were strange, having all flat noses. Still to this day i haven't seen a truck with an extended nose like back home. This is for everything; gas tankers, goods trucks, even your typical pick-up truck; all flat nosed. As we drove (mind you, this was the beginning of september) basically all of the leaves on trees were completely green and had no signs of changing color yet or falling off. (the leaves eventually fell off completely nearly half way through December!) Then, we arrived in Tokyo, the biggest city I have ever seen, or stayed time in.
This is when I came across a problem, also forseen before leaving, that I still have to deal with 3.5 months later on an every day basis; The language barrier. This idea, although known about, has never impacted me before and took a long time to adjust to. In America, we expect everyone to speak English, and when they don't they will have alot of troubles. I was thrown into those shoes. If I want to order a meal at a restaurant, I have to work by seraching my brain for the right words. And then if I want a second glass of water, work again. Now I know how to say most of these daily necessities, but at the beginning, life was hell when it came to using the language. I had all of a sudden been put in a situation where I could no longer complete the simplest of tasks, and for a few months, I would feel quite helpless, much like a small child. Now though, 3.5 months in, these feeling have started to go away slowly but surely, as I learn more and more language, and get comfortable using what i have learned. Sometimes, I like to go out alone, and with no help from another person, try to accomplish something. Up till now, they have been small things. For instance, one day I needed a bike shop owner to help me fix my bike. before I left, I looked up some critical vocab that I would need, and set out. All alone, I had my bike fixed, and also my ego. This might sound a little dramatic, but that is one of the best feelings I have come across here; just knowing that I can help myself, in the same way that I would at home, and feel comfortable with it. There are many, many things that I can still not do on my own, but each week I try something else that will test me.
Now, I would like to make a list and description of things I have been strange to me here.
1. Surgical Masks - Yes, surgical masks. Some days, when you walk down the street you feel like you just entered an episode of Doogie Howser or something. Due to the extreme politeness here, people where these when they are sick, to keep others from catching the sickness. But, it's strait up wierd to me. We joke about it all the time like "if I wore one of those i'd draw a vampire face on it or something!" Or "what, are they trying to be Ninja's?!"
2. opening a soda bottle - This still gets me every time I get myslef a coke. At home, when you crack that sucker open you hear this "tttsssssssssss" and the gas escapes nice and slowly; I'm sure you can all imagine. However, in Japan, when you crack it open, after about a 1/8 inch turn, you will hear a "POP". The first time this happened to me I jumped, and everytime since, it still gets me.
3. Water faucet handels - In America, if your kictchen sink has a handel instead of knobs, you will push it up in order to turn on the water, and down to turn it off. In Japan, have fun soaking yourself with water bouncing from the bottom of the sink when you push it down to turn the water off and make it go to full pressure. I have one like this in my room, and for the first month I did that every flippin time. Now, still nearly once or twice a week. Its a horrible 21 year habbit to have to break, let me tell ya!
4. Where's the toilet flush level?! - Yeah, it's typically on the right side here, rather than the left. I felt real dumb after looking for it for about 30 seconds one day. Also, they have a lever many times that can be pushed up or down. One direction is for "big" and the other for "small" labeled with Kanji. This is the amount of water that will rush through.
5. wait, I gotta push a button to order? - I would say that 90% of sit in restaurants have a little button on the table to push in order to get your waiter to come over. Sometimes this is useful, and other times totally ridiculous. They wont come until you press it, and sometimes you press it and they are 5 feet away behind the counter or something. Also, you press it to get your bill.
6. Japanese Friends - These are really hard to come by. We exchange students, especially from western countires, complain about it all the time. I have been here 3.5 months and have only made one Japanese friend. The rest are more like acquaintances, that never call you to go do things. It's a very big sore spot for us. In america, the exchange students would have many friends with the natives, and would be shown all kinds of things around the area. We somewhat have to fend for oursleves. I have made some new life long friends here in Japan, all of which are exchange students.
7. Party like you're a rockstar - The Japanese know how to impress 21 year old American guy with this to say the least. They have created an establishment called an "Izakaya". Here, you can get really, really, REALLY drunk for a very affordable price. You walk in, get a seat, ask for 2 hours of time, and then drink all you want in those two hours, for only around 20 or so bucks. It's magical... I think. (can't always remember if it was a good time, but i guess that means it must have been eh?!) The Japanese use these for a different reason though. They tend to do an all you can eat thing along with their drinking, and so it doesn't cause massive drunk shinanigins. We on the other hand stick to the saying "If you're eatin, You're cheatin" and leave pretty messed up. It's quite the expirience to ride a bike 2 miles when your trashed too! It's obviously illegal, but....SHHHH!
People don't realy go to actaul bars here much, which is a real big oddity for me. I Don't know why.
Beer is unreasonbly priced. Something like $9 for a six pack! American liquor is dirt cheap. The Japanese are real light weights, so they don't like liquor much, and actually have no concept of the word "shot". This is a gold mine for us however, as we can get our favorite bottles for only about a $15 average. Also, they sell 4 Liter bottles of whiskey here. I haven't bought one yet, and maybe I wont beacuse that's a bit insane, but you can get them. Can you imagine if those were possible to get in America?! Kids would be dead on the streets!
8. Don't need to be single to go on a date - Yes, you read that right. I was really shocked when I expirienced this first hand. I'll explain. I asked a Japanese girl out for dinner about a month or so into my trip. She said yes, and I got excited about it. My good Japanese friend Nori did some behind my back recon on her, and found that she had a boy friend! He told me this just hours before we were to go out. I confronted here about the issue and this is what she said..."when I said yes, I didn't realize that "dinner" meant a date, I just thought we would go out and talk and hang out". I thought to myslef "WHAT?!?!" In america, and all of you know this, that if a guy asks a girl out for dinner, and she says yes, it is obviously a date. The person who doesn't realize this would be a true idiot. I have talked to other people from western cultures, and they all agree with me. They couldn't believe it either. I would say that has been on of the biggest culture shocks I have come across.
9. You've got to own a bike - On my first day here, I was instructed by my tutor to go out the next day and buy a bike. Everyone in Japan has one, as it is the biggest means of transporation outside of the real big cities. I haven't owned one in nearly 10 years so it was strange to get used to saying "where did I park my bike" rather than "My car". My legs are becoming really strong and fit now though, due to riding it an average of around 15 miles a week or so.
10. Gotta love rice - I had never used a rice cooker before, now I use one 5 times a week. I had never eatin rice on a daily basis, now it's hard to go a day without nearly being forced to eat it. I have become so accustomed to it, that I can eat it plain. On my first day, I asked my tutor "is there anything to put on the rice?" expecting him to say something about soy sauce, and he gave me a very strange look. In Japan, the rice is the meal. The meat and veggies are the toppings.
11. ATMs - There are ATMs all over just like at home, but the the thing about them is this.. They stop giving you money between the hours of 9PM and 9AM. Try being drunk, and wanting to get out some more cash when the ATM says "NOPE! You have to wait till tomorrow morning". That was an unhappy night.
12. Mcdonalds - Here, the burgers actaully look like the pictures.. go figure. Japan takes great pride in the freshness of thier food products. All food that is meant to be fresh, is fresh. The super markets stop stocking new meat and produce a few hours before closing, so that they wont be bad the next day. It's wonderful, and I have found that American food is pretty crappy quality.
13. So polite, It's impolite - With this, I am mostly speaking about how the Japanese feel about correcting spoken language mistakes. When speaking, if you are to make a mistake, it will go on without being corrected, unless of course it's by a teacher. The Japanese seem to think that they will hurt your feelings by correcting you, which of course, for a learner, it is very crucial to be corrected. By not correcting you, they will avoid some sort of awkward feeling, and this is thier way of being nice. To me however, this is the opposite of nice. I need to be corrected, or I will keep making the same mistake over and over, thinking it is right. So in the long run, they have been impolite, by not helping you, and making you look like an ass farther on down the road, when it could have been solved very simply.
14. Too much English! - One thing that many Americans down realize is that basically everyone in the world learns English from around the 4th or 5th grade, and they typically have a good knowledge of it. Here in Japan, the college students are forced to take English language classes. This is a sore point for use forigners. The Japanese students see us as a very good opportunity to practice thier English, but we think it should be the other way around. Beacuse when I first arrived, my Japanese was very poor, I had to establish relationships through English. Even though this wasn't really my fault, it has come full circle to bite me in the rear. Now, my language has imporved drastically, and yet, they insist on speaking English. Even if I ask a question in Japanese, a reply is given in English. I know I didn't come 6,000 miles to help with and learn my language, rather to learn Japanese, so this is one of the things I dislike the most about being here. Agian, this comes back to politness on thier part. They feel it's nicer to speak in English to make me feel comfortable, which at first was nice, but now, it's become troublesome. I rarely get to practice my Japanese, and am learning at a much slower rate that I would like to.
Well, so far, these are some things that I have found here, that I thought people might want to hear about. All-in-all, I am enjoying my time here quite a bit. It is worth my time, and I wouldn't trade it for the world. Thank you all for reading this! More posts to come so stay tuned.
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