Monday, February 15, 2010

Attitude

The big news this week on Japanese TV is about how the Japanese Olympic delegation barred their star Olympic snowboarder, Kazuhiro Kokubo, from attending the opening ceremonies in Vancouver. The reason? The way he wore his uniform was inappropriate for an Olympic athlete representing Japan. The Japanese congress even got in on this and had a debate about whether the boy should be allowed to compete at all!

Oh dear. The boy is 21. Personally I don't like his style but it doesn't mean he isn't a good snowboarder. But he is supposed to be representing Japan to the rest of the world and to wear dreadlocks, have two piercings in his nose, let his tie hang loose and have his shirttail out while dragging his pants around his hips... This is a no-no in Japanese eyes... And when questioned about his appearance the boy gave a rather undiplomatic "Ah, ****~" (In Japanese of course, which comes out quite mildly as swear words go...)

Goodness. Don't tell me Mr. Kokubo sprouted those dreadlocks overnight or didn't have his nose pierced from awhile back. He's been going to college looking like this. But a uniform is a uniform and wearing the uniform in such a fashion is a slap in the face to all the people who are supporting him (and his fan club disbanded because of all this too!)

When Takumi was in high school he had to wear a uniform. And he wore it in about the same way that Mr. Kokubo wears his! Low pants, (I had to cut strings off of the fraying pants cuffs), shirttail out and loose tie, (as well as ripped jacket, torn bag, smashed leather shoes, etc. etc......) Takumi and I both hated that uniform. Yeah, it was a slap in my face too! What kind of mother raises a child that looks like this!

In Japan there is an English test that is sponsored by the government (I guess) and that jr. high and high school kids are encouraged/required to take. There are many levels and the kids must apply, go to a designated testing area, take a paper test and then a few weeks later take an interview test. For my kids this wasn't a big deal. Takumi passed the paper test easily. A few weeks later he went for the interview and since it was given on a Sunday (and not at the school) Takumi did NOT wear his uniform... Low pants, a sweat shirt, sneakers... And when the interview results came back he HADN'T passed! Hey, that's a surprise! Takumi's spoken English and comprehension was much better than most kids his age so what happened. On the result card there was a memo that he had marks taken off for ATTITUDE. Hmm. Takumi's not ornery. He makes a good first impression. What did you do, son, to lose ATTITUDE points? Nothing that he could think of...

When talking with a teacher friend about Takumi's results, she asked if he had worn his uniform that day. Oh no, it wasn't a school day.

"Tanya, students get points taken off if they aren't in uniform. They have to look like students. Tell Takumi to wear his uniform and look good at the re-test."

I passed the information on to Takumi who thought the whole system ridiculous.

"How does what I wear have any connection with how much I speak or understand English?"

"I don't know, but I suggest you play by "their" rules if you want to pass "their" test."

At the re-test a week or so later, Takumi went dressed in his uniform and he passed his test with no marks off for ATTITUDE.

Japan places great value on looking alike and at least on the outside playing the roles properly. I do hope that Mr. Kokubo does well in the snowboarding event just so that he won't give people more opportunity to criticize.

Here's my son impersonating a gang member and a "good boy".





Sunday, February 14, 2010

Cats and more cats

Cats and cats and more cats. They spend most of the day sleeping or meowing for more food or urping up on the carpet. One or two keep my feet warm at night. A couple sit and look out the window once or twice a day.

Only Mi does anything that attracts attention. She LOVES to play and turns anything into a toy.






Tetsu and Mi have a love affair going.

Mi has three or four stuffed animals and mice that she throws into the air and wrestles with. You can just see that she is pretending to be a ferocious tiger. Other times she is happy to bat the lamp pull back and forth occasionally turning the light off or on for us.

Let's see. I guess Toi and Patora are trying to earn their keep... They have learned to turn on the washing machine and do the laundry.

Toi and Patora get locked in the laundry room at feeding time with the door locked (small cord on a nail--they know how to open doors too). As soon as they finish eating the two of them jump on the washing machine asking to be let out. More often than not, one of them will step on the START button. That really doesn't do anything but put the washing machine in starting mode for a few minutes until someone pushes the ACTIVATE button. If the ACTIVATE button doesn't get pushed within a certain length of time the washing machine will turn itself off. BUT... with Toi and Patora are trouncing all over the washing machine they sometimes manage to stomp on the ACTIVATE button and then I hear the washing machine filling and swishing and washing a load of clothes. Toi and Patora are very undependable about fulfilling their laundry duties. They need a little more training...

And here we have another cat ball. 5 of the 6 cats gathered on the sofa in the sunlight. We need a new sofa just so that Tetsu has someplace to sit!


Saturday, February 13, 2010

Movies

I am afraid Tetsu and I don't enjoy seeing movies together because of our different tastes. Tetsu finds me very limiting...

"Okay. What shall we see? You don't like love stories. You don't like horror stories. You aren't fond of musicals and you absolutely refuse to see an animal story. Science Fiction is out, anything with too much violence or s*x is out. Not too thrilled about mysteries nor action. There's not too much left for us to watch, Tanya."

Last week Tetsu was at the video store picking out a video for us to see.

"I picked out two. Maybe you'll enjoy at least one of them! The first one is really popular. There were lots of DVD cases for this one but there was only one DVD left. It MUST be a good movie if so many people are renting it!"

Think again. Somewhere through the first 30 minutes the monsters and aliens started appearing.

"Tetsu. I'm not watching this. It is dumb and revolting and I don't care how many people have rented it, you can watch it alone."

And I disappeared upstairs with my Kindle.

The next night Tetsu came home early (relatively).

"Okay. Last night's movie was a flop but I'm sure you'll like this one. It has won International awards! Just sit down and enjoy."

Yes, sit down... And watch 5 minutes...

"Ummm. Tetsu. This movie is not in English."

Tetsu didn't realize that. He knows I have to use my brain a bit more than I usually do to watch a non-English movie because that means I have to read the Japanese sub-titles. I don't know why there wasn't English for this DVD but there wasn't. And reading Japanese subtitles at the speed which sub-titles change is a challenge for me.

Yes, this was probably a very good movie. But not lighthearted and it had more violence than I like. I actually watched it again with the director's comments (in English) and was given a lot of food for thought. Tetsu slept through the English so we still didn't really watch this movie TOGETHER.

We should have lived in the Saturday night with Disney era.

I've never been able to watch Lady and the Tramp though....

Friday, February 12, 2010

"Irrashaimase"

This morning Tetsu and I were at the local department store just as they were opening their doors and we had to laugh when the whole arsenal of clerks and department store girls bowed to us as we made our way through the store. All the personnel stood at attention on either side of the main aisles and with hands clasped over their navels, bowed a proper 30 degree angle bow to each of their customers and formally welcomed us.

"Irrashaimase." 'Welcome (to our store)."

Sort of like being greeted by robots that were activated by motion sensors. No eye contact, modulated voices and plastic smiles from each and every one of them. Might they be mistaking me for the Queen? Should I bow back to them? Nod royally?

As we quickly walked to the book department I whispered to Tetsu,

"Would someone get angry if I took their picture?"

but he shushed me up and hurried us on. I don't know how long the clerks bowed to people. Probably only for the first couple minutes or until they needed to offer assistance to someone.

When I first came to Japan there were elevator girls and escalator girls in all the department stores but I think those jobs have faded from the Japanese employment scene. The escalator girl's job was to stand for hours at the bottom of an escalator with a dainty towel in her white gloved hand and wipe the escalator hand rail. She didn't really wipe, she just held the towel to the hand rail and bowed over and over and over to all the people who were so kind as to ride her escalator. I read somewhere that a Japanese escalator girl bowed 2500 times a day!

For awhile I thought that maybe being a Japanese escalator girl might be the most boring job in the world. Wrong. I decided that an even more boring job was being a Japanese elevator girl. I even knew someone who had this job for a few years before she married! A Japanese elevator girl just rode up and down in an elevator all day manning the elevator buttons with her white gloved hands.

"Ue ni mairimasu." "We are going up." and the gloved hand would gesture upwards.

"San-kai de gozaimasu." "We are on the third floor." and the gloved hand would brush tenderly over the elevator doors lightly holding them open while keeping a finger of the other hand on the elevator OPEN button.

I don't think the elevator girl experienced as much back pain doing her job (very difficult to make a 30 degree angle bow in such a tight space) and I suppose announcing each floor and elevator direction added variety to her life but being trapped in a crowded, dark elevator for hours on end in high heels, a tight skirt and a cute hat does not make it on the most popular jobs list.

I must say that being greeted by the department staff today brought a smile to my face and let me know that someone would be around if I needed them. (pictures from the Internet)

"Irrashaimase." "Welcome (to my blog)."

Thursday, February 11, 2010

No school day

You are all so sweet. I spritzed myself yesterday but then the cats didn't like me...

Yesterday was a holiday so no school. I had a full day to sew and with no purpose in mind made a Mariner's Compass block. Yuki had sent me some patterns at Christmas and I had some bright fabric from Calico Cat (from ages ago!) thus a day of paper piecing.

This is actually NOT the way paper piecing should be done. (I realized I couldn't open up the fabric to iron the seam open. Luckily the piece I was making was symmetrical so I could still use this.) Got all the quarters made. Then made the compass. The paper mess afterwards and the picking out of paper in the seams is what deters me from doing paper piecing regularly. But this worked out nicely. Now, what to do with it. I have lots more patterns from Yuki so I may start working my way through those.

Since there was no school yesterday, there wasn't supposed to be any English class either. BUT who should show up on the doorstep but Y-kun. Thankfully it had started snowing so I had disbanded my plans to go to the swimming pool and was home, but Y-kun could easily have been left sitting on my porch in the cold and dark for an hour before someone realized he wasn't supposed to be there.

Well, come on in and let's see what we can do... He came up to the sewing room and I showed him my scrap basket and helped him cut squares and rectangles. The end result was a small Happy Village but he didn't find this an interesting project at all and instead wanted to use the sewing machine.

Finally after teaching him a few rudiments, Y-kun just haphazardly sewed pieces of fabric together and ironed them every which way.

Y-kun went home happy, my sewing room is a mess again (he REALLY wanted to check out EVERY scrap in the basket before choosing) and I have promised to quilt up his mini-Happy Village this week.

Wednesday, February 10, 2010

The outer me

I have some very beautiful friends. Since they are my friends I can plainly say that ALL of them are beautiful on the inside. It's the outside that I am talking about today.

Japanese women are slim. I'd guess it is safe to say that none of my Japanese friends are larger than me. I could easily get a complex because I know I wear bigger clothes, and take up more space in the car etc and have a bigger appetite (that could be the problem...) I'm trying, but all my swimming is still not paying off... Anyway I always feel BIG in Japan. People will innocently say

"Well, I knew from a distance you were a foreigner because of your build."

Sometimes they mean it as a compliment and hint about wishing they had something to fill their blouses etc, but to me it always sounds like BIG.

I also don't take as much time to polish up my outer self as my friends do. I don't wear make-up. I don't dye nor style my hair. My wardrobe consists of 5 pairs of jeans two pairs of tennis shoes and some sweaters. I don't own a skirt. Many of my friends spend a lot on fashion or skin care or beauty salons. And a few of them have beautifully long polished nails that I so admire.

"My gosh Tanya. You ought to do a little more SOMETHING to make yourself pretty. DO you want to dye away the grey strands?"

Not really. I'm trying to convince myself that the increasing abundance of white on my head is just year round tinsel.

"Are you going to try acrylic nails?"

Oh heavens, no. I wouldn't be able to quilt with nails like that...

"You could stop off at the cosmetics counter and buy some goop. Or splurge on clothes."

Not at the prices I've seen! I've always been a "make do with what you've got" kind of girl and if this is all there is, this is all there is. Anyway I'd rather buy fabric.

I guess I'm just feeling middle aged and dumpy this week. I want to polish up something besides the bathroom mirror and feel feminine! Maybe I should go spritz myself with the ancient perfume I've been using to keep the cats away from the laundry room...

Tuesday, February 9, 2010

April?

I'm off for another busy Wednesday. No time for blogging today...

I finished another block of the Bunny Hill patterns so I'm done with April (that's why there are Easter eggs). Maybe I should wait to show these on the months they are supposed to be done... Of course it would be nice to be showing a picture of a December block in July like some people can do but that may be hoping for too much.