susan in Japan

susan in Japan

Saturday, September 18, 2010

Trains and Change


Japanese women wear heels almost everywhere, and I wanted to give it a try. .. Well, by the end of my 5-hour trip my feet were experiencing death by blisters, and a guy was giving out free tissue packets on the street, and I made good use of his gift...
... and when I got off the train, I promptly removed my shoes of death, and biked home in bare feet. :-) ...Oops?



This is my busiest station, and generally once on the train, there's more people standing than sitting - and I'm usually one of them.
(Different train than mentioned above.)
With the amount of people I see asleep on the train - both sitting, and standing - I am convinced the Japanese have the ability to fall asleep absolutely anywhere - and they do it, too.


I kill a lot of time.
Seconds ago as my train came to a stop, I could hear the distinct ringing of the Danjiri drums. Subconsciously my foot began tap-tapping to the beat, and it brought excitement to my heart. Here I am, in busy, rapid-paced Japan, and it sounds like I’m in the middle of some distant tribal dance. The Danjiri festival has arrived in Osaka, and as the excitement is growing among my students, I can’t help but have some of it rub off on me. [The Festival will come to my city in a couple weeks, and I'll tell you all about it then.]

Lately I’ve been learning some pretty incredible - incredibly basic - things about my life. Things are different here - I’ve seen the growth that’s resulted from change, and the fear that’s come and gone with it. A lot of my time is spent on trains, and as I encounter so many new people, I’m learning how to trust, and I’m learning how to be skeptical when the time is right. Most people are just looking for a chance to talk to this young, smiley foreigner - even though they know very well that I have no clue what they’re saying - while others are just happy to have the chance to practice their english. I’ve gotta say, I quite love taking the train.

But you know, there’s a whole lot more to my life here than being a tourist. I spend time with real people, who have real lives full of pain, hope and every other feeling us Canadians seem to have. Go figure. And as I’ve been seeing that beyond my appearance - and I’m even beginning to blend in a bit - that we’re not so different after all, I've begun to feel a little insignificant. Japan has become a reality to me, and it's kind of a weird reality to face. I haven’t just popped in for a pleasant visit, but I’m here to live, and work, and eat, and clean, and do laundry, and just take part in all the normalcy’s of everyday life. - The honeymoon's over, as they say.
And so here I sit; It’s been nearly a month, and this is now, “life as I know it”. I was so looking forward to getting the chance to "really live" in some faraway land, and well.. here I am. Don't get me wrong, it's pretty great here, and I feel very blessed to be having this experience. But it seems that somewhere along the way I had forgotten that no matter the location of your suitcase, life is life. And life can be a pain. Change can be hard, and well, pretty much everything on this island has been a "change" for me.

Yesterday as I was concluding an email, I re-read all that I had written and realized that a lot of what I had said, was for me. Here's part of it:

“Keep your head up, you've only got a couple weeks left to fight the mundane and the normalcy that for now serves as your life, and then you will hop on a plane and nothing will ever be the same again. Funny how that works, isn't it? You leave things behind, and they change. And you change, and God grows you deeper and stronger and when you return, change is no longer scary, but good. So satisfyingly good. ‘Therefore He does not easily despair of others, but looks beyond sinfulness, willfulness, and stupidity, to the might of unchanging love.’
And then, I guess not everything is meant to change. ”

I proceeded to end my email there, with a smiley and my name.

Basically in all this, I'm just trying to say, that life isn't always what we thought it was going to be. Changes come and go, and it's a good thing! I've had quite a few changes in my life over the years, and my excursion to the Land of the Rising Sun took a lot of its birth from a desire to, for once, have my say in some of those changes. I wanted to put a pin on a map, that said "I lived in Japan for a year, and I grew up while I was there. Not because I had to, but because I wanted to. I, was in control, of that part of my life." ..yeah well, "eat your words, Susan. Eat them all up."

But like I said to my friend, (Which, by the way, I stole from a book) - "‘Therefore He does not easily despair of others, but looks beyond sinfulness, willfulness, and stupidity, to the might of unchanging love." - That's me, through and through. And it's okay, because I will always desire control over each phase of my life - that began with dear old Adam - and at the end of each struggle for control, God will still be God - and He will still have the unfathomable ability, and desire, even, to love this girl. I'm sinful, I'm willful, and often stupid. But, I am His. And well, that kind of cancels everything else out. All that really matters, is that I am in Christ, and He is in me, and we're walking through these difficult, much needed, often under-appreciated changes that inevitably, will, come.

So life will continue. I will get on and off many trains, see many new faces, do a lot more laundry, and make my way through a whole lot of changes yet to come. And at the end of every day, I can rejoice and be glad, because, as my good friend Robin Mark once said, "All my changes come from Him, He who never changes." As I said in my email, change will always happen, but some things just aren't meant to change. And luckily for us, God's love for us silly humans is one of those things.
Amen to that.


[The book I quoted is called "The Green Letters" by Miles J. Stanford, and the Robin Mark quote is from his song "All Is Well" from his Year of Grace album. I highly recommend them both. :) ]

Sunday, September 12, 2010

So, this has been a very busy week...
I am now taking the train to four of my locations, and so I'm getting a lot of ground covered. I love to watch out the window as I pass through all the different areas of this part of the Country, and it seems there's always something new to see. I'm looking forward to when I buy my new camera (crossing my fingers for October.. :) ) and then I can take pictures that will really do this place some justice. I'm making a prayer request page! It will be at the top of this screen, next to a tab that says "Home". Thanks!







So tired, after a very long day, a very long week...

Tuesday, September 7, 2010

Wow. today.

I wasn't sure if the multitude of thundering footsteps I heard were coming from my new class of kids, or the ones that just left. ..
So, today was ridiculous! This is how it went:
It all started when I was in the shower, thinking to myself "It's a good thing I only have to go next door to teach, so I have plenty of time to shower." and then, "NOO!! I TEACH AT KITASHINADA FIRST!!"...which happens to be, about a twenty minute bike ride away. So, the shower ended promptly. No, I did not condition - I barely brushed my teeth (We brush our teeth in the shower here, by the way. Though a bit strange at first, it turns out to be greatly convenient.) So, I spent about a minute getting ready, jumped on my bike, and off I went - panicked that on my first day to this far-away-church, I was going to be late. I biked and biked, and then..."This doesn't look right.." - I had only been there once before, and it was with Charis. So, it figures I got lost, right? At this point, I was ready to cry. I tried calling a few people, and couldn't get through. Figures. Finally, Simon picked up - and led me the right way. (Who knew cell phones were so convenient?..) I got there, and had a lovely couple of classes. Lunch Time! I needed to bike to the grocery store, and as I started out, it began to rain. I'd considered a few days ago, with all this biking we seem to do, "So what happens when it rains? That would be rather unfortunate if I didn't have an umbrella." Do I have an umbrella? No, no I don't. I biked back to get one - I couldn't figure out how to open it, but it had stopped raining by then - so I headed out again. Then it began to rain. Then it began to pour. Figures.
By the time I got inside the grocery store, I looked like I had just gotten into a pool to do a couple of leisurely laps, fully clothed. Awesome. I learned something new today: It can really rain here. Note to self: Invest in an umbrella.
Got back to Kitashinada, ate lunch, then biked up a gigantic hill to a kindergarten class. Was fun. Then, on my way home... "This doesn't look right." - Called Charis - found the right place, and a little while later... "This doesn't look right...Why am I at City Hall??" Called Charis again. Seems someone should have given me a little heads up, that the first day I get lost, it will happen THREE TIMES.
Finally made it home. Went to the post office, then back home, taught two more children's classes, (They were the ones I thought I had this morning.) ate supper, went to Appla, bought a new plant and my very own set of chop sticks.
That, my friends, was my day.
... :) ...



Emerging from the bamboo forest. ..This is down the road from my house. It's full of garbage and random stuff. I wanted to venture further, and as I began, a mouse or something that felt like a mouse, ran over my foot and I jumped onto a bamboo pole and hung on for dear life... Seems this venture requires proper footwear. Or a more courageous person.
These are in a random order, but we had a "family dinner" the other night with the ladies in the dorm and Charis..who is an honorary dorm member. lol. Korean, and Philippino-Chinese food. Awesome.
Very overgrown park down the road.
more dinner stuff. And my first plant I got! I'm going through a plant phase. Note to mom: When you come, bring an EPI pen..haha..





Giant cricket-thing Veronica killed in our dorm. His hind legs are still lying on the floor downstairs..



Wednesday, September 1, 2010

Japan, I love thee!




Veronica and Charis - Philippina's - V's b-day, wonderful women. They're a blessing.

Many streets look similar to this.
I find it hard to eat Canadian food now.
on my doorstep
view from my dorm window! I live with 3 other ladies. Love 'em.

I love Japan! I have been here now for one week, and I just really..I find it all so intriguing. I love the "newness" of it all. I'm sure there will be days when I wish things were more "Canadian", but today is just not that day! I have been getting settled in, learning different cultural things, trying to pick up on some of the language, and getting a feel for how classes work. - I start teaching tomorrow morning, and I'm pretty stoked. A little anxious, but stoked none the less. So..keep praying, my friends. God bless, and goodbye from my end of the ocean...

Waiting in Osaka Airport


I’m sitting in the Osaka Airport - one of them, at least. It’s about 4 or 5 AM back west, and I’m in a bit of a daze.

As we flew into Osaka, the city lights just kept on coming, and coming, and coming...heck, folks, this is one big city. But then, as I got off the plane and felt the instant moist heat of this foreign land, I said to myself, with a satisfied grin plastered on my face, “I’m home.” For this next year, this is my home. God has shipped me across a country, an ocean, and now across yet another country - and I took a little jump over Alaska along the way. I’m living back where the salt of the ocean can find its way back into my blood, culture like nothing I’ve ever known or imagined, is talking, and walking, and moving all around me. Yes, this is where I am to be.

I don’t know when my pick-up person will get here, but I figure they can’t really miss me - I’m the only white kid here. :)