I put up the first poster for our sayonara (good-bye) sale at one of our main schools today. Unlike some of our colleagues, we chose to live a very minimalist lifestyle this year so that there wouldn’t be a lot of stuff to get rid of at the end of our contract. We do have a few items to find new homes for, however.

Within minutes of the sign going up, one of our fellow teachers had spoken for my bike. She’s in no hurry to get it from me so I’ll use it for a couple more weeks before turning it over to her. I’ve often thought that if these bikes could talk they’d have interesting stories to tell. As teachers come and go, bicycles commonly pass from one to another. We have no idea how many previous owners ours have had.

In addition to the bikes, we have a very compact and sturdy computer desk to unload. We bought it at the nearby recycle store so, if we don’t find a buyer for it, it will likely end up back there. We also have a 15 inch flat screen computer monitor. I’d actually like to take that home with us but I suspect that there won’t be enough space in our luggage for it. Hopefully someone will want the computer speakers, the small oscillating fan and the folding canvas chair that we also bought second hand.

Since the sale is all about getting rid of stuff and not about making money, we’ve priced the items very reasonably. In fact, we plan to give some of them away.

There are three of us on staff who are finishing on the same day so I suspect that there will be some new teachers arriving before we depart. Hopefully they’ll be interested in having some of the things we need to get rid of. We aren’t supposed to leave anything in the apartment that wasn’t here when we moved in but I have snuck a few extra dishes and utensils into the kitchen cupboards that I know the next occupant will need. The contents of the cupboards aren’t itemized on the apartment inventory so I’m sure that leaving them there won’t be a problem.

Wow!  In some ways, the year has really flown by.  It doesn’t seem that long ago that we were setting up home and buying the items that we’re now ready to get rid of!

I attended my last ladies meeting at Hope Church this morning.  We usually meet the second and fourth Wed. of each month but, since Feb. 11 is yet another national holiday in Japan, there won’t be a meeting that day.

Our contract expires on Feb. 21 and we’ll move out of our apartment and fly to Hong Kong on Feb. 25.  It had been our original intention to fly directly back to Canada from there but recent changes to airline regulations have severely restricted the amount of luggage allowed on flights within Asia.  Instead, we’ll leave the bulk of our stuff with a fellow teacher who lives a few blocks from here and return to Japan for two nights before finally heading for home.

We’ve alerted our adult students to the fact that we’ll be leaving soon.  While they’re only guaranteed the same teacher for one six month term, we’ve been teaching most of them for ten months now.  Clearly, they have enjoyed their time with us and are sad to see us go.  It will be difficult to say good-bye to them and seeing some of my littlest students for the last time is something I don’t even want to think about.

After this morning’s meeting, it was announced that I would be leaving soon and the women gathered around me for a time of prayer.  The news came as a surprise to some of them.  The year has gone so quickly!

We’re excited about going home, of course.  We miss friends and family and there’s a certain little grandson who is threatening to take his first steps before Gram and Grandpa have a chance to meet him!  On the other hand, it’s difficult to say good-bye.  When I look across the church and catch Amu-chan’s eye, he gives me a huge smile.  He’s my “adopted” Japanese grandson and I won’t get the opportunity to watch him grow up.  Being a part of Hope Church for the past ten months has been an amazing blessing to us and we will miss the people there.

On a whole, this year has been a great experience and in spite of the fact that we’ve begun the long good-bye, it isn’t over yet.  Hopefully there are still a few exciting moments out in front of us!

It snowed a little around noon today. It didn’t last long but it created a bit of excitement for a few minutes. With the exception of the occasional really warm day like yesterday, the daytime temperature has probably averaged around 6C lately. It’s a much damper cold than we’re used to back home in Alberta, but it’s definitely warm in comparison. I walked home from work this evening with nothing on my head and I haven’t needed more than my little knit gloves to keep my hands warm all winter.

Staying warm indoors is where the real challenge lies. Like most Japanese buildings, ours has no insulation and no central heating. Considering how concerned the Japanese people are about global warming, it surprises us that even most newer buildings are not insulated.

We have three main sources of heat. A built in unit in one corner of the kotatsu room functions as an air conditioner in the summer and a heater during winter. It provides enough heat to keep about half of that room at a comfortable temperature. An oscillating electric heater in the corner of the tatami room does a pretty good job of keeping that room warm when we’re in it. By far the best source of heat, however, is the portable kerosene heater which we keep in the corner of the kitchen by the doorway to the kotatsu room so that we can turn it toward whichever room we’re using at the time. Unfortunately, it isn’t thermostatically controlled so we have to turn it off when the room starts to get too warm and the temperature starts dropping almost immediately. As a result, it’s impossible to keep the apartment at a steady comfortable temperature.

We’ve heard of a number of foreigers who are afraid to use their kerosene heaters but we use ours all the time. We run the kitchen fan for a short while when we first turn the heater on and again when we turn it off. The rest of the time, there’s no smell of kerosene at all. We keep a 10 litre jerry can of fuel out on the deck and Richard takes the removable fuel tank out there to refill it. Every Thursday and Friday morning, the kerosene truck makes it’s way up and down the streets of our neighbourhood. We always know when it’s coming as it plays a distinctive tune that can be heard well before it gets here. Right now, we’re going through a can of fuel a week. Lately, the price has been under 70 yen/litre but it has been as high as 110. (We used to think 100 yen to a Canadian dollar but at the moment, it’s more like 72 yen/dollar.) Apparently kerosene is a little bit cheaper at the gas stations but since we don’t have a vehicle and there isn’t a station close by, we’re happy to pay a little bit extra for the convenience of home delivery.

We have two other sources of heat. The first, which is uniquely Japanese, is the kotatsu, the low table where we eat all our meals. It’s frame is covered by a quilted futon upon which the table top sits. A heating coil is built into the table frame itself and keeps our legs comfortably warm while dining.

When winter came, the school provided us with electric blankets. They enable us to stay warm and cozy all night without running any heaters. By morning, the temperature in the apartment is often around 10C so as long as one of us, usually Richard, crawls out about an hour before we actually have to get up and turns the heaters back on, we’re okay. We turn them off again when we leave for work. By the time we get home, it’s once again somewhere around 10C in here. I refuse to take my coat off until it has warmed up to 15C so I often start cooking dinner with my jacket still on! My students tell me that February 3 is considered the end of winter and beginning of spring, however, so in spite of today’s snow, we should begin to see warmer conditions soon.

Some of you may remember that several months ago I wondered if my shoes would last until our year in Japan was over. If I had to replace them here, my options would be very limited because my feet are huge compared to those of most Japanese women. With less than two months to go, however, it looks as if I have nothing to worry about.  One pair of dressy flats has pretty much had it but the others are all holding up well.

The black oxfords that Richard brought with him to wear to school disintegrated  fairly early on but he had no problem replacing them.  It’s his running shoes that have become a source of merriment.  He came to Japan with two pairs.  One pair was already well worn but the others were brand new.  Shortly after arriving, he bought a third pair, mainly because they were name brand shoes on sale for an price that was irresistible.  So why, I ask myself, is he still wearing the old worn out pair when there are two pairs in the cupboard that have never been on his feet except in the shoe stores?

As we headed out the door on our way to church this morning, I mentioned that perhaps his old favourites were a bit too shabby and he should consider wearing one of the new pairs.  He wouldn’t hear of it, however, so off we went.  As we headed down the street, I realized that with each step, I could see two gaping holes opening and closing in the side of one of his beloved shoes!  I laughed until tears rolled down my cheeks and that’s when I felt this blog coming on!

The old favourites have served him well.  They’ve  walked the streets of five countries and been to the top of Mt. Fuji.  They still have the dust of Vietnam and Cambodia on them.  I really think it’s time to retire them but now he’s threatening to take them back to Canada when we go!  I don’t think so!

the old favourites

Shortly after arriving in Japan last year, I came across two interesting lists – the top 10 sights to see in Japan and the top 10 ways to get under the skin of the country and the people. Between our first visit to Japan in 2005 and having now lived here for the past ten and a half months, we’ve managed to take in 7 of the top 10 sights. Distance will probably prevent us from getting to the remaining three.

Last night I also reached number 7 on the second list when I went to karaoke with four of my adult students! Though I’ve never been to karaoke in North America, I understand that it’s usually very different from Japan. Here you don’t perform in front of the general public. Instead, a karaoke establishment looks much like a hotel with individual rooms for private groups.

It was a fun and relaxing evening – just five women letting their hair down and having a good time together. There were two huge catalogues of songs to choose from – one English and one Japanese. I sang English songs, they sang Japanese songs and we all sang English ones together. We sang solos, duets and group numbers. I sang everything from Puff the Magic Dragon (a childhood favourite) to Leaving on a Jet Plane and Bridge Over Troubled Water (songs from my youth) to Amazing Grace! I was also the lead singer for a rousing rendition of Jambalaya.

The room was cozy and comfortable with couches surrounding a table that was soon laden with food. We ordered the meal when we arrived and it was delivered to the room. Whenever we needed anything, all we had to do was pick up the phone and ask.

I understand that Edmonton now has a few karaoke establishments that offer private rooms. Hmm… maybe we’ll have to investigate. I can definitely visualize my girlfriends and I whiling away an evening in such a place on our annual Christmas shopping weekend in the city. What do you think, girls?

Today is Seijin no hi, Coming of Age Day, in Japan. Until recent years this national holiday fell on January 15 but it’s now celebrated on the second Monday of the month. Twenty is the age of majority in Japan; the age at which a young person can begin smoking, drinking and voting. Though they legally come of age on their birthday, local governments hold special ceremonies on Seijin no hi to honour all those who have turned or will turn twenty during the current school year which runs from April to March. During the ceremony, local officials give speeches and those who are being honoured receive small gifts. This is a very formal occasion. Young men usually wear suits and women often dress in kimono. Parties with friends often follow the ceremony.

We went into Tokyo after church yesterday to have lunch with Matt and Robin’s friend, Kumiko, who is visiting from Kyoto. Though it’s not unusual to see a few women out and about in kimono, we saw many more than usual yesterday. Kumiko told us that families were probably celebrating the coming of age of their children.

For us, today is just another work day. We often work on national holidays and receive other days off in lieu.