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Shocking Pic of the Week – The Story

So that, ladies and gentlemen, is a taxidermied Chinese raccoon that the wearer’s father accidentally killed and then decided to turn into a scarf which she happily parades. How sweet. NOT!

Can you believe that? Oh my god. I’ve never seen more disturbing fashion in my life!

The only reason I got close enough to photograph this awful subject was because I heard all this loud commotion in my school lobby this particular day – instead of ooh’s and aah’s Japanese say eeehh’s (accurately likened, by my hilarious Scottish friend complete with contorted facials and matching full body jerks, to the accelerating sound of a race car’s engine when said in quick succession) – and I eventually had to pop my head out of the office to see what all the fuss was about. As suddenly as I appeared around the corner I disappeared back into the office in utter shock and disgust. My own curiosity was quite satisfied with the disturbing glance I regretfully copped yet my head teacher came in to coax me back out to ‘Lobby Talk’ with this student, as she doesn’t get the chance to chat with foreigners often. This is a big part of my job description so I begrudgingly obliged and turned my honestly repulsed reaction into one of enthusiastic inquiry.

The eyes are made of glass, the metal clip in place of its jaw is biting its own leg to form a clasp, people do stare at her in public and freak out when she tells them it is (was?) real, and yes I touched it and its fur was really soft. So soft it should be cute and may well have been when it was alive and breathing and not draped around someone’s fucking neck!

Having just been to Harajuku – one of my newest favourite places in Japan – and seen adorable puppies in Louis Vuitton bags on the arms of even more adorable young women in uber cool, awesomely over-accessorised outfits, I had to see this wretched thing propped in her handbag like a Hollywood pet. As I had already braved touching it and was doing well pretending I didn’t have vomit threatening to come out of my throat, I reached to pick it up but my true feelings got the better of me and I literally shivered and audibly gagged with rejection of the whole idea. Blurgh. She did it for me and then, as expected, I felt ashamed and guilty about my sick imagination.

Wait, I didn’t make road kill into a neck warmer! No, I’m good.

This just wouldn’t be ok in Australia. People just wouldn’t pretend they found it funny, it would bring such harsh criticism and judgement and moral out casting by family, friends, peers and onlookers that you wouldn’t even do it to get a short lived laugh. But here it flies. I’m not shocked that often here but this I just could not believe. Hence the need for the photo evidence.

And on the subject, a shy, timid business man casually mentioning that on the weekend he is going on a road trip with friends to see a dog fight apparently also flies and doesn’t get so much of a raised eyebrow or batted eyelid. Really? I mean, really? I’m sorry but what is wrong with you?! That time, months ago now, it was my last lesson of the day and being totally depleted of energy and patience, I just couldn’t muster the professionalism to conceal my true feelings, I just flat out told him and my staff that it was disgusting and should be illegal – yes that’s right… IT’S ACTUALLY NOT HERE!

I was appalled and outraged that night and my female colleagues (I mention their gender because I thought women were the more caring and sensitive sex) found my comments highly amusing. One even had the audacity, or ignorance, to laugh and say “That’s right, you really love animals in Australia, don’t you? You even have a service that helps them when they’re injured.” Even? Even? I thought every country did that? Nope, I was wrong. Wrong and horrified that they considered our wonderful WIRES a comical, needless overreaction.

The apathy towards domestic pets fighting to kill for paid entertainment and helpless animals injured by human interference was truly sickening. As much as I knew I should have got off my little soap-box and stopped repeating my dramatically high-pitched single word adjectives every 30 seconds, even if only to end the embarrassing mockery, I felt very proud to be a wildlife loving Australian that night. As I do writing about it now.

Some things are so similar and normal and great here and some so, so, so not.

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I know more Japanese than I thought!

Vocabulary I forgot I knew:

Goodnight, I love you, happy birthday, delicious, great, like, don’t like, bridge, highway, island, chopsticks, cat tongue (what they call people who can’t handle hot food/ drink), you’re welcome, really, Thursday, difficult, plane, full, summer kimono, traditional hair accessory temple, castle, road, table heater, see ya, see you later, happy, rice ball, squid, steamed soy beans, nice to meet you, how are you, how do you do, of, glasses, fried chicken, what…

It’s so rewarding to see all these words and phrases written down because I still feel like I know nothing but I guess that’s not true anymore. Though in the business meeting at work, it may as well be; if things are not translated or given directly in English I am completely lost! Communicating in only second languages especially in the workplace is so problematic and confusing sometimes, even when some of them are really advanced.

Very exciting when I do actually understand though, especially now when I’m comprehending written Japanese. I’m constantly trying to read shampoo bottles, menus, signs and now even the textbooks and course material at work. My students must think it’s hilariously pathetic when I clap myself for being able to sound out a word from a sentence that they can glance at and get without firing a single brain cell.

Anyway, I am so excited to show off my Japanese speaking skills to Gavin when he gets here in… less than 4 days!!! I hope he is impressed. Poor as they are in the scheme of things, I can definitely get around without relying too much on gestures alone and offending too many people. However, I did tell my (middle aged) Japanese teacher that she “used to be pretty” when I meant she “was beautiful” the day before in her choir’s performance. Oops! She smiled and thanked me so I guess it was forgiven. Shame!

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Work to live, don’t live to work.

Work to live, don't live to work.

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What I’ve learnt so far.

I’m feeling reflective so this is going to be a list of new things I’ve learnt that I didn’t know before, things that I now just understand better, and things I knew but wasn’t consciously aware of. Not just living here, as an Australian in Japan, but living as a human on Earth too.

For me, living abroad has been like going from living in a house that had the windows and doors locked shut, pleasant and comfortable as it was, to finally busting open a window and jimmying open a door. Suddenly the most refreshing breeze gushes through the window, tickling your face, stirring up excitement and wonder in the depths of your belly, causing you to deeply inhale the cool air, filling your lungs and giving you a spectacular burst of energy. Then you whip your head around to catch your first sight of the bare threshold, that once formed the boundary between your familiar cosy home and the awesome mysterious ‘out there’, but is now a mere step to the endless opportunities you’ve dreamed of for… well forever. Walking across it, anxiety and fear invade you but once on the other side, it is the most liberating, adventurous and satisfying thing you’ve ever done.

Inside my old ‘house’, it was like I was a child always watching and listening to the kids play on the swings but not being able to get out and join them. I could see and hear enough of what was happening out there to be curios, envious and restless but never so much that I could feel part of it. Now I am getting to run and jump all over the playground, and it’s even bigger than it looked from inside!

My mind, and consequently my world, is growing exponentially bigger and I love it. Apart from studying and immersing myself in a fascinating foreign culture, being away from your home, your family, your friends and your native country is like taking a highlighter to your social and physical identity, opinions, habits, interests and experiences. I just feel more…myself. And better yet, more and more ok with whom and what that is.

So, the list of my lessons (and confirmations) at 4.5 months in:

  • Time really does fly when you’re having fun!
  • Hiragana (50 character Japanese syllabary for native words)
  • Some Katakana – it’s a work in progress! (48 character Japanese syllabary for foreign words)
  • A syllabary is like an alphabet but is “A set of written characters for a language, each character representing a syllable.”
  • Kanji – Ok I only know like 5! (The complex pictures that stand for whole words or concepts in Japanese writing)
  • Japanese vocabulary that I remember easily (in the order I’m recalling them): hello/ good afternoon, goodbye, good morning, good evening, thank you/ thanks/ thank you very much, excuse me, sorry, beautiful, cute, scary, wonderful, amazing, me, mine, I, you, yours, too, to, and, so, um, yes, no, mountain, hill, river, road, egg, bread, rice, grilled, water, tea, coffee, different/ wrong, foreigner, train, station, please, book, this, that, here there, maybe, funny/ interesting, but, yet, nothing, cold, hot, weather, nice, really, right, ok, one of, two of, festival, juice, skilled, speak, a little, one moment, thanks for your hard work, teacher, company employee, bank, chair, meat, fish, cherry blossom, month, week, today, tomorrow, next week, 1-100 (kind of!), understand, have, don’t have, am/ is, am not/ is not, come from, person, English, American, Japanese, japan, bullet train, ticket, English language school, student, same, plum wine, chicken, tuna, take care, go ahead, month, let’s go, where, who, why, eat, drink, cat, dog, because, well, sweet, soy sauce, meal, hand…um is that all I know? Ahhh first time I’ve recorded these! Now I need to write them all in Japanese for homework, methinks.
  • The people in your life really are the sun, the moon and the stars
  • I have an exceptional support network of family, friends and associates
  • I am patriotic (never thought of myself as this)
  • I am a feminist (nor this)
  • Australia really is the lucky country
  • I don’t know enough about it
  • I am actually interested in politics
  • British people don’t say specifically the country they are from e.g. “I’m from the UK”, not England/ Scotland etc.
  • Japan is roughly the same size as Victoria but its population is over 6 times Australia’s
  • Australia is 350 times the size of Shikoku Island
  • I have a serious addiction to sugar
  • My boyfriend is remarkably accepting and encouraging
  • I am stronger than I thought and braver than I believed
  • Optimism is a decision
  • I do not want to raise my children in a mostly homogenous community
  • I am embarrassed by the racism I’ve grown up with
  • My technical knowledge of English grammar leaves a lot to be desired
  • Japanese people are amazingly kind, helpful and generous
  • I enjoy my own company
  • I love Japanese food, especially soba (buckwheat noodles), tempura and anko mochi (sugary red bean paste sticky rice dumpling thing)
  • Japanese food is not just weird gross stuff like raw fish – prawn and tuna really are gross. But salmon is good
  • Spaghetti Bolognese is my go to dinner
  • Mediterranean cuisine is my favourite
  • I love cleaning, especially my floors
  • Acne is my biggest hate
  • I’m not a fearful person
  • My family is very difficult to draw as a linear tree
  • I like hiking
  • Hiking is just bushwalking
  • I’m more outdoorsy than I thought; when I go back to Australia I want to take advantage of all the nature-based activities around me
  • I have a small face, according to Japanese people
  • I love being naked
  • I love onsens (public bath houses using natural spring water)
  • Japanese customer service shits all over Australia’s. All customer service trainers should study their models.
  • I love being on, near or in the water
  • I want to travel, I want to travel, I want to live overseas in other countries, I want to travel
  • I want to continue studying Japanese even when I leave Japan
  • I want to revise and further my Spanish studies
  • And I definitely still want to live and teach English in Spain
  • I can’t function without lists and schedules
  • I am a natural mediator
  • Waxing is one of my necessary evils and Japan is sadly not on board
  • The best thing about driving a car is being able to transport large or heavy things. And temperature control
  • Asian men can be hot
  • Exercise is extremely important to me and I want to train as long as my body can handle it
  • I get excited over vegetables
  • Grocery shopping makes me happy
  • I can’t push a trolley without wanting to put my whole body weight on the handlebars and glide along the floor
  • Soybeans are one of my favourite snacks and sides
  • Evening Primrose Oil is a permanent fixture in my life, I’m sure it prevents me from moody dives and dips
  • Japan is very good at problem-solving; spare glasses next to the spare pens at the post office, head nets for preventing makeup marks when trying on clothes, automatic parking machines – as in human less, baby seats in women’s’ toilet cubicles,
  • Japan is shockingly far behind in ‘saving the environment one plastic bag at a time’ – you get plastic on and for everything here! I mean every bag of cookies has each one individually wrapped. And there is no question at the checkout, you have 5 bags on your person but if you buy a drink you will get it in a plastic bag, plus a plastic wrapped straw and a plastic wrapped towelette.
  • I love, love, love watching TV series, movies and listening to music – can’t imagine life without them
  • I am an excellent networker
  • I will not settle for mediocrity
  • I want big professional, material, monetary success and I believe I will get it
  • I really do want my big, beautiful Northern Beaches house by the ocean, this dream has become a goal
  • I also want to be seriously and actively philanthropic
  • I kind of want to change the world, a little bit (mostly in terms of educating people, and children most importantly, about good mental health and happiness as a choice)
  • My mind is chaotic sometimes
  • Excitability is a good characteristic
  • Absence makes the heart grow fonder
  • I really, really love animals
  • I still baulk at and hate conflict
  • All clouds have a silver lining.

There is so much more I have learnt and realised, I really should be documenting more of it. I am going to make more of an effort with this blog. Maybe If I wrote more often it wouldn’t be such a long, random, rambling! I guess I usually go to Facebook or Instagram to share my thoughts, feelings, moments and findings. I do want to have something more in depth to look back on, and practise my writing though so I am going to attempt to write once a week for the remaining 38 weeks or so. (Wow that’s like a full term pregnancy!).

I am already in my 19th or 20th week and I only have 5 Funny Pics of the Week up! I guess it’s not always funny, or fun, or worth writing about; sometimes it’s very serious, or mundane, or normal or difficult. So I will at least just upload a Pic of The Week, no set tone.

At the end of the day, I am working full time and looking after myself by myself so it’s business as usual a lot of the time. And then I remember I am in Japan making one of my dreams come true, and I am truly enjoying my life!

Anyway, this experience is proving to be extremely rewarding and it is building a strong foundation for me to continue learning and discovering. I never want to be stationary or complacent. Here’s to our collective human revolutions.

If it doesn’t challenge you, it doesn’t change you.

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Thanks Google Translate!

Usually Google Translate is awesome and it certainly helps me out in many situations now I’m living abroad – however my below Teacher Profile, that I originally wrote in (grammatically correct, articulate [if I don’t say so myself]) English, and then was translated into Japanese for the school website, has been totally butchered!
Instead of saying ‘This competent native speaker is who you want teaching you English’, it’s screaming ‘Don’t get lessons by this woman – she’s an imposter!’ Haha.
I just hope none of our prospective students use Google Chrome’s auto-translate feature like I do so their first impression is not formed from this atrocious example of my language ability, check it out:
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Karissa   Carissa

[From]  Australia

Teacher introduced by Aeon

Carissa teacher eager bright. While towards the lesson, make a careful preparation, lessons After Once started, it is a class that does not die smiling and full of joy. Since speak in English so easy to hear, it is popular with students of elementary. By all means, but please try to attend the lessons of Carissa teacher.

Word from the teacher

My motto is “fun lesson”. I think I mean, I want you to learn a lot of lessons for 50 minutes it is, of course, want to laugh a lot together above all. Not only learn English, about cultural differences, I am glad if you Ae learn from each other. Through me, “Aussie (Australia)” For, I would like to know a lot!

Tell me about Hometown!

In the suburbs away about 50 km from the center of Sydney, it is from a small town, of Richmond.The beautiful city surrounded by the river, Richmond, you can relax and rowing, playing in the wake board. Many green farmland so widespread, street trees of the boulevard is very beautiful.

What is your hobby?

I like doing a yoga or exercise through to the gym, you can keep the style to health. Or a walk with friends, to chat a lot also love. If you want to relax, watch a comedy movie, you go out for a meal, or to read a book in the Kindle also I like. And to singing and dancing also I like, but it does not have to be very good!

Why did you want to work in Japan?

This is the first opportunity I thought I felt attracted to Japanese, want to work and live in Japan.Including the Japanese acquaintance, and was very attracted to the place that everyone humble kindness. Feeling Fuji and hot springs, and beautiful gardens and temples, where you want to go increases then, to want to go to Japan more and more is increased.

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Just quietly…

I’m pretty proud of myself for having made it to the two month mark. 🙂

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Funny Pics of The Week #3 & #4

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An LIS moment at my school (yes I just coined a new acronym that means ‘Laughing InSide’). Guessing the middle finger doesn’t mean anything in Japan! Or else my sweet little head teacher is just bad ass and sticking it to the man in these pics for our website and student’s birthdays. Hilarious!

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Bike Blunders

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Leaving work the other night, my bike was parked in (yes it happens to bicycles too), and somehow in the process of trying to get out, I managed to drop not just my own bike but in picking it up, knocked over the red one and then trying to quickly stand that one back up knocked over the blue one too!!! A trio of bike blunders!  Hopeless!  Of course I did the quick look-over-the-shoulder each time to make sure no one else was watching this foreigner’s embarrassing fails, and lucky for me they weren’t.

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This is an example of an experienced Japanese rider successfully maneuvering around on her bike in a long skirt.

The following story is an example of a ‘gaijin’ who should probably have training wheels and a helmet, or better yet should just be in the child’s seat on the back of a real adult’s bike!:

Getting ready to spend the day with her new Japanese friend, this white girl thought she would dress up nice and wear the only long skirt/dress she brought with her from Australia – a black, pleated, flowy ankle length skirt that she loved. Quickly dismissing thoughts that riding in it might be hazardous because she could just position it carefully around her legs, she put her outfit together and smiled at herself in the mirror. Setting off across town in the morning sun she was happily riding along leisurely until suddenly she feels her skirt rapidly growing tighter around her hips and feels her bike jolting to a complete stop to the sound of ripping material! Just managing not to stack it, the girl squealed out of fear and looked pleadingly at the shocked Japanese lady who had just seen the whole disaster on wheels.  Her lovely long flowy skirt was now a wound up mess around the spokes in the bike, with the back seam torn down. Luckily the skirt had layers so her bright pink undies weren’t on display as she expected when turning around to assess the damage on her derriere. The onlooker was kind enough to come over to help the girl but to no avail, the skirt was surely stuck. After 6 more amused men and women came to the girl’s rescue and 10 humiliating minutes, she was back on her bike with her long skirt tied in a knot – thanks to the man who gestured this genius advice. She quickly fled the scene with her bruised ego & bleeding ankle. Dickhead.

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I can’t read Japanese but I believe this could be a parking fine that says something like “Don’t leave your bike out the front of the convenience store for 3 days while you’re off travelling, we know it’s free but now you have to pay this penalty”.
Pleading ignorance on this one!

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Home Town To-Be

Okayama Home To Be

Home Town To-Be

So much to discover right at my doorstep.

Can’t wait to experience ‘onsen’ (hot spring)!

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