Musical performances have begun and so have the after performance revelries. This year we are doing Snow white (who is a male) and the Seven Samurai. It is quite a wacky adaptation but we've had good reviews. Before our performance a few weeks ago I rounded up some people to go skating because I have had this strange urge to go. We had all levels of skater with us but the crappy skates we were provided didn't help anyone. It was like riding a bike though with one flat tire!
Thursday, February 26, 2009
Wednesday, February 25, 2009
mid-year seminar and northern lights
Mid-year seminar came around again and the party was a costume (or fancy dress as they say in the UK). Pirates vs Ninjas ... what a random theme anyhow as I am a sucker for dressing up went for the pirate alias.

Naomi and I practicing our gansta pirate pose

Naomi and Courtney two of my best buds this year
Or I should say it was from the pistol butt in the last pirate fight.
Marshall has become a good bud as well and probably more addicted to snowboarding than I. He is planning on taking a week off to snowboard!
Marshall has become a good bud as well and probably more addicted to snowboarding than I. He is planning on taking a week off to snowboard!Tuesday, February 24, 2009
random snowboarding
I have spent this winter on the slopes as much as possible. I am addicted to the weather report and check it five times a day praying for snow. All this due to snowboarding! Winter in this country is really frustrating when you want to be snowboarding every weekend. The snow doesn't stay around as it is always melting and snowing, melting and snowing, this does lead to great powder conditions when it snows but on any given day you can't be sure there will be snow. They actually have a special name for snow that doesn't melt all winter and were shocked when I explained that it doesn't snow that much in Canada it just doesn't melt. Anyhow, here I am praying for snow once again but it is like the sun in the summer...comes on the week days when you are at work.





Mt. Hakkai, Minamiuonuma, Niigata


Tainai skijo, Niigata



Wednesday, February 18, 2009
suicide the honourable way out
I debated about writing on this topic for a while but it has been part of my stay in japan and something I intimately experienced.At the mid year conference a man had jumped from the third floor in my hotel and my friend and I had found him after exiting the elevator. I am not certain if he died (though I searched the newspapers and watched the news) but the amount of blood and lack of any movement would suggest he did. It shocked me how many of the Japanese people who walked by took a quick look and then hurried along their way as though it was an everyday occurrence and this man's life wasn't noteworthy.
Suicide is view much differently in Japan than in the west. I think this view probably began with the tradition of seppuku or as the west likes to call it harikari.
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Seppuku
Seppuku (切腹?, "stomach-cutting") is a form of Japanese ritual suicide by disembowelment. Seppuku was originally reserved only for samurai. Part of the samurai honor code, seppuku was used voluntarily by samurai to die with honor rather than fall into the hands of their enemies, as a form of capital punishment for samurai who have committed serious offenses, and for reasons that shamed them. Seppuku is performed by plunging a sword into the abdomen and moving the sword left to right in a slicing motion. The practice of committing seppukuat the death of one's master, known as oibara (追腹 or 追い腹, ) or tsuifuku (追腹, ), follows a similar ritual.
This form of suicide is seen as noble and many of those who committed this act are revered to this day. I admit to admiring the stories of the
Fourty-Seven Ronin
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Forty-seven_Ronin
The story tells of a group of samurai who were left leaderless (became ronin) after their daimyo (feudal lord) was forced to commit seppuku for assaulting a court official named Kira Yoshinaka. The ronin avenged their master's honor after patiently waiting and planning for over a year to kill Kira. In turn, the ronin were themselves forced to commit seppuku — as they had known they would be — for committing the crime of murder.
or the Byakkotai
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Byakkotai
Twenty of the members of the Byakkotai, cut off from the rest of their unit in the wake of the Battle of Tonoguchihara, retreated to Iimori Hill, which overlooked the castle town. From there, they saw what they thought was the castle on fire, and committed seppuku (with one failed attempt) in desperation, believing their lord and families dead. However these 20 Byakkotai members were mistaken in their assessment of defeat, as the castle defenses had not actually been breached; the castle town surrounding the inner citadel was aflame. As the majority of the town was between Iimori Hill and the castle, the boys saw the rising smoke and assumed that the castle itself had fallen.
Japan has one of the highest suicide rates in the world but the suicides in Japan are not typically committed by people who are depressed and want out of life but people who have cause mistakes or are so stressed they are willing to take their lives before being a disgrace. Many ninth grade students are known to take their lives before or after their high school entrance examinations and as such their classrooms are on the second floor of the school rather than the third. Within a month you will hear of several cases of CEOs or people in positions of power committing suicide because their companies have not performed well, they were caught in scandal, or some sort of mistake was made that had public repercussions.
Though I don't want to get into an anthropological discussion here many scholar say that Japan is known as a shame culture and shame and ostracisim rather than guilt is the process that controls their lives. I haven't done a study into this topic but it does seem to fit with the reasoning for many suicides.
I can't help but wonder for what reason did that man die?
Tuesday, February 17, 2009
zao
Gomen for the lack of posts. I can't believe it has been over two months! Hopefully I well get my Korea pic up soon!
For now we are going to stay in the present though much has been missed! Iwan organized a trip to Zao which is one of the biggest and most famous ski resorts in Japan. It was only a couple hour drive away, I don't know why I haven't been there before. The powder was suweeeeeet! The lift system is a bit complicated and you often have to take three different lifts to get to the top so it was a bit annoying. The skijo has five different parking lots and on the first day we ended up in the most remote one. Misael and I almost got stuck on the mountain when the lifts for our parking lot closed and we had to maneuver our way to the parking lot making it just in time (ぎりぎり) for our bus! The second day the powder was to die for but the visibility was lacking. Because the wind was crazy strong near the top all the jumps were closed. Was a great time nonetheless!

We stayed at what is known as a pension but would be like a B&B back home. It smelt like old people and there were tons of stink bugs around but the food was good and the place was warm!

Stopping at one of the lodges half way up the mountain for a bite! The food at skijos is usually not very good and the prices are high! This restaurant proved to be the same and Misael grumbled the rest of the day about his beef,
Went izakaya exploring Saturday night and found a dingy one that suited our tastes. Zao is famous for konyaku but the rubbery texture just turns me off. The rest enjoyed their rubbery balls though.
For now we are going to stay in the present though much has been missed! Iwan organized a trip to Zao which is one of the biggest and most famous ski resorts in Japan. It was only a couple hour drive away, I don't know why I haven't been there before. The powder was suweeeeeet! The lift system is a bit complicated and you often have to take three different lifts to get to the top so it was a bit annoying. The skijo has five different parking lots and on the first day we ended up in the most remote one. Misael and I almost got stuck on the mountain when the lifts for our parking lot closed and we had to maneuver our way to the parking lot making it just in time (ぎりぎり) for our bus! The second day the powder was to die for but the visibility was lacking. Because the wind was crazy strong near the top all the jumps were closed. Was a great time nonetheless!

We stayed at what is known as a pension but would be like a B&B back home. It smelt like old people and there were tons of stink bugs around but the food was good and the place was warm!

Stopping at one of the lodges half way up the mountain for a bite! The food at skijos is usually not very good and the prices are high! This restaurant proved to be the same and Misael grumbled the rest of the day about his beef,
Went izakaya exploring Saturday night and found a dingy one that suited our tastes. Zao is famous for konyaku but the rubbery texture just turns me off. The rest enjoyed their rubbery balls though.
Monday, December 01, 2008
a japanese fox
Warning this is a gratuitous post of me in a Japanese matsuri so many pics of me. This was back in May but I didn't have the pictures until recently. I posted pictures from the whole procession last year. If you would like to see click here!
This year I was asked to be part of the procession and happily accepted. My back and neck however were angry at me later. My role was lady attendant of the bride and we walked just before the bride and groom.. The procession started at 6 but we had to begin getting into makeup at 1:00. It was a hot day and quite a few layers of makeup and clothing. The kimono was hot but the large metal Japanese hair helmet that we wore on our heads was much hotter and very heavy( thus sore back). It was altogether a good experience but when they asked if I would participate again next year, I politely decline. The three hour procession in straw sandals and heavy hair was a once in a lifetime thing.

Video from the wedding ceremony.
This year I was asked to be part of the procession and happily accepted. My back and neck however were angry at me later. My role was lady attendant of the bride and we walked just before the bride and groom.. The procession started at 6 but we had to begin getting into makeup at 1:00. It was a hot day and quite a few layers of makeup and clothing. The kimono was hot but the large metal Japanese hair helmet that we wore on our heads was much hotter and very heavy( thus sore back). It was altogether a good experience but when they asked if I would participate again next year, I politely decline. The three hour procession in straw sandals and heavy hair was a once in a lifetime thing.
After makeup, before hair with one of my old students.
The hair station.
Me in the prefectural newspaper!

A group of my elementary students who were playing the taiko before the procession.
Cute little foxes!
Do I look like a fox or just angry?

A group of my elementary students who were playing the taiko before the procession.
Cute little foxes!

This one I definitely was angry and look slightly evil as well!?
Once people realized I was not Japanese I heard "Gajin-san, Gajin-san" and they all wanted a picture. It almost scares me to think of how many Japanese people have pictures of me from my two years here so far. I even took a picture with someone's dog!
Once people realized I was not Japanese I heard "Gajin-san, Gajin-san" and they all wanted a picture. It almost scares me to think of how many Japanese people have pictures of me from my two years here so far. I even took a picture with someone's dog!Video from the wedding ceremony.
Tuesday, November 18, 2008
the kids love the oppai
After teaching at five pre-schools and five elementary schools I saw a strange pattern among all the young children. They love breasts! They are constantly commenting on the size and trying to touch my breasts. I can't recall thinking about or knowing the word for breast when I was three years old but here it seems all children have breasts on the brain. I have tried to express this strange fascination to Japanese friends and they don't see why it strange. I now understand when they are raised with children songs such as this.
Here is the translation of the song.
おっぱいがいっぱい』Big breasts
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだのにI drank it. My sister also drank it.
ちっちゃくならない ママのおっぱいBut mother’s chest doesn’t become small
おふろのなかで さわらせてもらったらI was going to touch it in the bath.
空気たりない ゴムマリみたいIt’s by not sufficing of air like the rubber ball.
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだから’cause I drank it, my sister also drank it.
おっぱいがでない ママのおっぱいMilk came from mother’s chest.
あまかったのか 思い出せないIt was sweet or is not possible to recall it.
たくさんのんだはずなのに へんねIt is strange though should have drunk a lot.
おっぱいが いっぱいbig breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱいbig breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱいbig breasts.
うれしいな さわりたいI am glad, and wanna touch woman’s chest.
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだのにI drank it. My sister also drank it.
おっきなままだね ママのおっぱいBut mother’s chest doesn’t change like being big.
ひとさしゆびで ちょこんとおしたらIt was lightly pushed by the forefinger.
びっくりするほど やわらかだったIt was very soft surprisingly.
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだから’cause I drank it, my sister also drank it.
おっぱいがでない ママのおっぱいMilk became it from mother’s chest.
もひとり赤ちゃん 生れるときはIs another baby born
また出るようになるのかな ふしぎand does milk go out? So, wonder!!
おっぱいが いっぱいBig breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱ Big breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱいBig breasts.
きれいだな だいすきさIt’s very beautiful so. I’m lovin’ it.
Here is the translation of the song.
おっぱいがいっぱい』Big breasts
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだのにI drank it. My sister also drank it.
ちっちゃくならない ママのおっぱいBut mother’s chest doesn’t become small
おふろのなかで さわらせてもらったらI was going to touch it in the bath.
空気たりない ゴムマリみたいIt’s by not sufficing of air like the rubber ball.
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだから’cause I drank it, my sister also drank it.
おっぱいがでない ママのおっぱいMilk came from mother’s chest.
あまかったのか 思い出せないIt was sweet or is not possible to recall it.
たくさんのんだはずなのに へんねIt is strange though should have drunk a lot.
おっぱいが いっぱいbig breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱいbig breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱいbig breasts.
うれしいな さわりたいI am glad, and wanna touch woman’s chest.
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだのにI drank it. My sister also drank it.
おっきなままだね ママのおっぱいBut mother’s chest doesn’t change like being big.
ひとさしゆびで ちょこんとおしたらIt was lightly pushed by the forefinger.
びっくりするほど やわらかだったIt was very soft surprisingly.
ぼくがのんで いもうとものんだから’cause I drank it, my sister also drank it.
おっぱいがでない ママのおっぱいMilk became it from mother’s chest.
もひとり赤ちゃん 生れるときはIs another baby born
また出るようになるのかな ふしぎand does milk go out? So, wonder!!
おっぱいが いっぱいBig breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱ Big breasts.
おっぱいが いっぱいBig breasts.
きれいだな だいすきさIt’s very beautiful so. I’m lovin’ it.
Thursday, November 13, 2008
Fukushima
James and I went on a little day trip to Fukushima. He had mentioned this nice shrine there forever ago (maybe my first year) but we had never got our act together. It was a beautiful fall day and a beautiful shrine.
The shrine was covered in beautiful woodwork carving- this is the native dragon elephant!
Inside it also had many interesting older paintings. I'm not a huge fan of Japanese traditional style but I enjoyed these paintings and they livened up the dark interior.
The shrine is on the bank of a river and affords a stunning view.


This the mascot of Fukushima and if you can believe it, is a cow. Not only is it a black and red cow but it is a bobble head black and red cow. The first thing I though of was the bright red Swedish horses though I think it looks more like a pig.

The shrine was covered in beautiful woodwork carving- this is the native dragon elephant!
Inside it also had many interesting older paintings. I'm not a huge fan of Japanese traditional style but I enjoyed these paintings and they livened up the dark interior.
The shrine is on the bank of a river and affords a stunning view.


This the mascot of Fukushima and if you can believe it, is a cow. Not only is it a black and red cow but it is a bobble head black and red cow. The first thing I though of was the bright red Swedish horses though I think it looks more like a pig.
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everybody likes the curry!







Video from the procession.