Wednesday, August 30, 2006

掃除好き

I've been told that the English teachers at my university have lived in this same apartment for the last fifteen years. And upon closer inspection of the apartment, I have come to the conclusion that it has probably been about fifteen years since it was last cleaned. Of course, I admit that I have abnormally high standards for cleanliness, since I am apparently genetically predisposed to be a bit of a clean freak. But my standards aside, it was definitely a bit icky in here before I got around to cleaning it yesterday morning.

I am proud to say that I have conquered the substantial dust bunny collection under the bed, as well as the odd odor emanating from the ~15 year-old package of taco seasoning in the cupboard above the sink. However, I have yet to figure out the slightly barfy smell coming from the toilet, so if anyone has any tips on that sort of thing, I would be ever so grateful if you could let me know.

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Since it has been about a hundred million degrees out for the past couple days, I set off to work today with a wet head and figured that it would dry during my bike ride. Unfortunately, it was actually quite a bit cooler today and sprinkling a little bit, so that by the time I got to our office, I still looked like I had just gotten out of the shower. I wasn't sure whether it would be acceptable to show up for work in such a disheveled state, but after a bit, I decided to just go inside since no one in the medical school building really knows who I am anyway.

But when I got to my office, my boss, Ikuko, told me that today was the day that she wanted to introduce me to various people around the school. Great, thought I, this will make a fabulous first impression, but since Ikuko was pretty set on making the rounds, I had no choice but to go. Strangely enough, when I was introduced to the secretaries on the sixth floor, the first thing they said was "kawaii!!" which means something to the effect of, "You're so cute!" At first I thought maybe they were being sarcastic, but I abandoned that thought after they repeated themselves several times and kept asking me to come hang out with them. Maybe they were blinded by my beautiful eyes or pointy nose? Anyway, I haven't decided whether my new popularity has arisen as a result of my hair style or in spite of it, but for now I guess I'll think twice before I blow dry.

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My only private student today was still away on vacation so I spent the day at the office going through my desk drawers scavenging for useful information from my predecessors. After looking through all of the files, I've come to realize that Toby and Nathan, last year's teachers, are gods. I had already known that they had reorganized the classes and put together completely new study materials. But I had no idea how uh...questionable the previous teachers' materials were. Here's a sampling of old test questions I found. (And keep in mind that these questions were supposed to be on the final for a medical English language class.)

12. Which statement is not an example of an effective way to present evidence?

a. President Bush announced that he plans to withdraw American soldiers from Iraq as soon as possible.
b. George Thompson, a soldier stationed Iraq, lost his legs in a recent bombing attack. For the rest of his life, he will need help for the most basic activities.
c. As of January 31, 2005, more than 2,000 American soldiers have died in Iraq.
d. Since the war in Iraq started, almost 20,000 Iraqi civilians have died.
e. Americans were told that Iraq was building weapons of mass destruction when the war in Iraq began, but it is now clear that Iraq was doing no such thing.

I can't put my finger on it, but apparently this teacher was a bit preoccupied with something when she wrote this question. Whatever she was thinking about, I doubt it had much to do with medicine or English...

Here's another:

23. Your patient says, " I've been having headaches," during an exam. You should reply:

a. What have you been eating?
b. When do they happen?
c. You know, you have beautiful eyes. (Yes, this option really appeared in the test.)
d. Are you under a lot of stress?
e. Does your stomach ever hurt?

And finally my favorite "medical English" test question:

5. Taboo! Describe the word "chicken" in English without using "chicken," "bird," "egg," "farm," or "fried."

I have no idea how this teacher got away with giving her students such a weird test, but needless to say, after reading these imaginitive questions, I was quite glad to see Toby and Nathan's packets, which seem to be much more relevant to what we're actually supposed to be teaching.


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TV show of the day:

Contestants sit at a rotating sushi counter, dressed in costumes from various countries, and prepare for some sort of game. The "American" and the "Russian" wear fake, white pointy noses, presumably to make themselves look caucasian...(?) The game begins as the contestants sing a song about themselves and the sushi to the tune of the Mickey Mouse Club Theme Song. Then, several slippery looking pieces of food come around the conveyor belt, and to avoid losing the game, each contestant must pick one up with chopsticks and eat it before it passes a certain point on the belt. The first two contestants are out of the running after they drop a purple fish and a gigantic shu mai, respectively. Finally, the last contestant loses when he fails to pick up a $100 2-inch cube of Okinawan pineapple. As punishment, he is mercilessly spun around in his chair by two heavily-muscled, shirtless men.

With my mad chopstick skills, I would most definitely lose at this game.

Tuesday, August 29, 2006

Ferry Tale

As advertised, the overnight ferry I rode to get to my island did have a karaoke room, but by the time I got on board, I was so tired that I just went straight to my room. I suppose I'll have to try out the more exciting amenities the next time I take a trip. Each of the cheap-ticket rooms on the ferry had just enough room for 26 people to spread 26 very skinny futons on the floor. (And by just enough room, I mean just enough room...if you're terribly particular about your personal space, sleeping in one of the cheap ferry rooms is definitely not for you. Also, it is a good idea to make any bathroom trips before you lay down for the night, because especially if your futon happens to be in the far corner of the room, you'll have to navigate a minefield of sleeping people in semi-darkness in order to get to the door. ) At any rate, as far as I know, I made it through the night without rolling over on top of the nice ladies on either side of me, so I think the ferry ride was a success.

I made it to my apartment by 8 o'clock this morning. The apartment is pretty roomy compared to the one I had in Kyoto, but it has a couple features that are slightly disconcerting. First, the toilet paper in the bathroom here is pink. I find this quite disgusting, but since it would be a waste to throw it out, I guess I'll live with it until the end of the roll. Second, the water in the toilet is black. I find this even more disgusting than the pink toilet paper, and tomorrow morning when I can see better, it looks like I'll have to go at the toilet bowl with some heavy duty cleaner.

My first lesson was today at 4:30 PM in the hospital which is about five minutes away from my apartment by bike. My student was an obstetrics doctor who had lived in Wisconsin for a year a while ago. He speaks English quite well already (although sometimes he has a few problems with plurals, a, the etc.) but all in all, he is quite good and I'm not sure why he would want to pay $40 an hour for private lessons. Oh yes, he says that he would most like to practice listening to men with deep voices and southern accents... I guess that's two strikes against me right there, but I'll try my best to oblige.

Beautiful People, Beautiful Food

Well, loyal readers, I’m sure that all three of you have been waiting at your computer screens in breathless anticipation of my next post, so I sincerely apologize for the delay. I’ve finally made it to my apartment in Ehime-ken after traveling across Japan for the last six days. It has been an interesting trip so this post may get a little long, but first, the short version for those of you who are in a hurry:


- # of hours I’ve spent on planes, trains or boats in the last six days: ~ 31.57

- # of people I’ve accidentally clobbered while lugging my backpack and suitcase around Tokyo, Nagoya, Kyoto, and Ehime: 0!

- # of small children caught staring at the gigantic foreigner with the suitcase: 7+

- # of times I’ve almost forgotten half my luggage at a cell phone store in Nagoya: 1

- # of earthquakes: 1 small one

- # of earthquake tremors Chris mistook for me shaking the couch: 1

- # of paper shredder accidents in Japan over the last year: exact figure unknown, but according to the news today, they’ve been increasing…

- # of times I’ve been awake at 4 AM in the last six days: 6

- # of times in the last three hours I’ve felt an uncontrollable urge to dust my apartment: 13 (Mom, you would be so proud. :)


And now for the long version:

On Tuesday, I left Seattle at midnight to fly to Chicago, and after spending a delightful six hour layover at the O’Hare Airport, I jumped on a plane to Tokyo and arrived on Thursday afternoon. I spent my first two days with two friends from Stanford, Ben and Chris, who are both beautiful people and excellent hosts. :) Ben’s Tokyo apartment is about the size of a small jail cell, but quite cozy. I stayed there for a night, and then took the bullet train to Nagoya, where I spent the day eating chocolate, watching Chris pretend to be Japanese, and sorting trash into 14 different bags in order to follow the strict Japanese trash code. The next morning, I sorted my trash again and then took the train to Kyoto to visit my host family.

My host family seems to be doing quite well, besides the fact that my poor host mom is without her four front teeth. :( Apparently, three weeks ago, she started to feel sick while working on the computer, got up to run to the bathroom, and passed out face first on a strip of wood floor. She was rushed to the hospital and examined, and fortunately the doctors found nothing abnormal in the MRIs, etc. Unfortunately, after her collision with the floor, the floor fared much better than her teeth did, so her teeth had to be removed and can’t be replaced for a month or so.

My youngest host brother’s voice changed during the past year, but his manners haven’t so much. He still says things to his mother and grandmother that roughly translate to, “Woman, tea, in my cup. Now.” I don’t know if all Japanese boys turn out like that, but I hope not…

Despite the fact that it was pushing 100 degrees in Kyoto the last two days, my host sister/mother spent a bunch of time in the hot, hot kitchen cooking all sorts of tempura and Korean style barbecued beef for me. It was beautiful. Oh, also, while I’m on the subject of beautiful people and food, Tomiyama Sensei, one of my Japanese teachers, treated me to a quite delicious lunch, dessert, and lively conversation yesterday afternoon. :) Oh yes, and right before I left for Japan, my mom cooked steak and corn for my going away party. I’m a pretty lucky kid.

My host mom/sister told me that I should be sure to come back to Kyoto whenever I start feeling hungry. Doubtless that will happen next weekend after I’ve endured a week of my own poor cooking. Hopefully she’ll be ready for me again by then. :)

After Kyoto, I took a train to Osaka to catch the ferry to Ehime, and now I am finally in my apartment. (More about the ferry ride and my new digs in a later post.) Now that I’ve had a little time to sit down and think, I’ve finally realized how far away I am from all of the people who are important to me. I’ll admit I’m a tad bit freaked out, but I think these are probably just the thoughts of a sweaty, jet-lagged ex-college student. Time to take a shower and get rid of this nasty sticky feeling.

Friday, August 04, 2006

In a burst of creativity at the end of last quarter, I decided to record a couple of songs that I've been playing around with lately. I'll be the first to admit that I'm not exactly a virtuoso on the guitar, but the recordings did actually come out kind of cool. If you're curious to hear, check out the links below.

This is Minikui, a song I wrote as a joke for a Japanese skit. Ev put together the music video for me with English captions. :)

http://www.stanford.edu/~echin/minikui/minikui.mov
or
http://video.google.com/videoplay?docid=-2543679307627546021


And here's a recording of a really pretty lullaby, Warabi gami. My good friend Alicia plays in this one on the sanshin, a kind of Okinawan stringed instrument:

http://www.stanford.edu/~lgibbon/uta/warabigami1.mp3