JASC 67 Day 9— August 9, 2015 by Sabrina Ruiz
A Warm Welcome from Shimane
Yesterday night August 8, 2015, marked the beginning of our stay in Shimane Prefecture. It also marked the start of my favorite experience as of yet: a homestay with a local family. Throughout my time in Japan thus far, I have had a lot of firsts, such as eating my first onigiri and bento, visiting my first temple, attending my first lantern festival, and even visiting Japan itself is a first for me. However, through my stay with Ikoku (my homestay mom) and her family, I was able to experience many more firsts through the perspective of locals.
My Homestay Family and Home
(Left) Ikoku’s family picture, (right) Starting on the left, Suzu, me, Saya, Ayaka, Ikoku, Haru, Aki, taken today in one of their “toconoma” rooms
This is my homestay family, the people who lovingly took me into their home for a day and kindly took the time to show me around Shimane. Ikoku (left picture, top row, 2nd from left) took Ayaka, a Japanese delegate, and me around her community. Ikoku’s children, shown above, were lively, inclusive, and understanding of my limited Japanese language skills.
This home also happens to be a temple named “Dairyuji,” or “temple of the big dragon,” as Ayaka translated for me. It was so pretty, I had to take lots of pictures.
Next, we went to the Community Center, where the kids had taiko practice. I got a chance to play!
In the Evening, I got the chance to attend the Shinwa festival. Although not the biggest one, this festival brings in many different people from throughout the city. Ayaka and I got the opportunity to participate in the “Bonodori” dance, which was the highlight of the evening. I danced with shop owners, civil servants, young, and old (all of which danced better than me).
Ikoku’s co-workers with whom I joined in dancing. They work in city hall.
(Left to right) two fellow dancers, Ayaka, Saya, Suzu, Aki, and me
We ran into the leader of the American delegation, Hannah (far right)
Today, we went back to the community center to make “hashi” a.k.a chopsticks, and bowls to eat “nagashi somen.” This was by far my best meal in Japan so far. Because of the lively people, the welcoming atmosphere, and the general sense of community I felt from the people made this a meal to remember.
Various youth who attended this community event. Everyone is making their own chopsticks and bamboo “bowls” to use for later
Various youth who attended this community event. Everyone is making their own chopsticks and bamboo “bowls” to use for later
Eating “nagashi somen,” which is somen noodles — and in this case pink somen noodles, cherry tomatoes, ham, and cucumbers — getting put down an open bamboo shoot. You try your best to catch the food and eat it. At the end of the shoot is a basket to collect the fallen food and it is returned to the top and saved
I again felt the family atmosphere, especially when a young girl gave me one of her tomatoes when she noticed I was unable to catch one myself. The people were welcoming overall; they were constantly asking me if I was doing okay, they checked up on my progress, told me to try different things (like cutting the bamboo or hand-carving the chopsticks) and were considerate of my limited Japanese abilities. I felt like I was given the royal treatment. As I was leaving the facilities, young children leaving in a separate car yelled out “See you” in English, a phrase I had told them just moments before.
Upon coming home to the temple, Ayaka and I were treated like guests of honor, through a special tea ceremony in the main “toconoma,” an area only the “most important guests are taken to,” as Ikoku’s mother told me. There, we made our own Japanese tea, ate traditional Japanese sweets, and sat in a beautiful and large traditional Japanese room.
Making the tea with the kids. Suzu and Aki were especially good at it
After speaking to locals and getting to know my host family, I learned many things. First off, I learned more about life in rural Japan. Through my conversations, I learned more about the need for revitalization in Shimane, particularly in education and work opportunities for locals. I got a deeper understanding of the forms of community bonding that take place in the city, such as through festivals and fun, educational activities. I got to learn about 100km, where students in Shimane in the 4th-6th grade walk 100km in 5 days, as a type of spiritual and educational experience where children learn their limits and strengths. Japan in itself may be new to me, but I can say now that I at least know a bit more about Shimane.