I
arrived to Saiki in the early afternoon. It was a small town located
on the eastern coast of Kyushu. My host, Sarah, invited me to a
potluck dinner she was having at her Kimekomi-Ningyo (The 280-year-old art of fabric-covered
wooden Japanese dolls) sensei’s home.
Yamada sensei invited another ALT (English teacher) with her
boyfriend, a Honduran/Japanese couple and two 50some year old ladies
who were also her students. We spent the evening eating home-made
meal, talking about travels, listening to rain and watching her
grand-daughter’s concert. Beppu Yutsuki is an 11 year old girl who
lives in Boston and plays violin so professionally, she’s been
invited to perfom in Carnegie
Hall.
Yamada sensei was so proud of her grand-daughter, she glowed every
time she talked about her.
The dolls that Yamada Sensei has made
Dolls in the process
Yamada Sensei
I
was supposed to leave the next day but the rain kept hard at it and
so I decided to stay one more night. The Honduran girl, Alexa, and I
clicked well and we met up the next day to explore the city.
Fortunately, the rain turned into a mini-typhoon and we had to spend
a lot of time inside. And so I got a chance to meet some wonderful
people. First was a 55 year old couple who ran an Italian
restaurant. We stopped by their place for 5 minutes but ended up
spending 2 hours. Somehow our conversation about travels turned into
a very deep and meaningful conversation about life. We shared our
views about the world, wars, people’s journeys, dreams and
achievements. We all were very touched by our revealed thoughts and
feelings and felt sad when we had to part. They gave me a very
precious gift, a bag of rice which they grow themselves in their
small backyard.
In
the evening, Alexa took me to her samba lesson class. The teacher
was a Brazilian woman. Sandra has so much fire, passion and
positivity, her class keeps growing bigger and bigger. She travels
for hours to other cities just so she can give her students the joy
of being in her company and learning this beautiful and energetic
dance. Her life story is not a fairytale. She met a Japanese man
many years ago, moved to Japan and gave birth to two girls. However
the marriage didn’t work out and soon she was divorced, alone in a
foreign country and with two children. She struggled through many
hardships but they never swayed her from being happy about life and
kept her optimistic in the face of adversity. And although I found
the class to be quiet difficult, for a few hours that I spent in her
presence, I felt more energized than after a full night’s rest.
Her whole being beamed from the inside and her eyes radiated a
brilliant glow which touched everyone in the class.
I
was very happy rain kept me in Saiki.
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