We decided to buy it and began the paperwork. To show his gratitude the salesman gave us this lavish box of assorted soups from a swanky Tokyo hotel...
We also had our friend Leana visit from Korea. She’s an English teacher as well, but our jobs are very different. It was difficult to be tour guides in Mito because a) we haven’t lived here that long, and b) we’ve been too busy working (or participating in other activities) to see much of the city and c) bikes and 85% humidity are not a great combination. Despite the obstacles we did have a lot of fun…
The weekend of July 4th our group planned to go to the beach to celebrate Independence Day. Those plans quickly went south when it began to rain so we just had a cookout at the church. It was a great time of food and fellowship that evolved into an impromptu devotional. The only downside…no fireworks….
Last week I was able to participate in the Agape ministry, which caters to the needs of homeless people in the community. In the morning, I helped peel potatoes and cried uncontrollably as onions were being diced. The Japanese cooks kept asking if I was ok and I was trying to explain it was the onions. Oh well. We had a good turnout, about 25 people, who were given clothes, a care package, a meal and hopefully some encouragement. I will have pictures next time…
The other night we got a call around 8:30 from someone who only spoke Japanese. I take that back they did know a few words (UPS and teacher’s room). Using our very small knowledge of the Japanese language we deciphered they were asking for Staci and wondering why she was not in the teacher’s room. Teachers here stay very late into the evening so it was a valid question. Anyway, we somehow arranged for the package to be delivered the next day in the morning. And that is why Staci has a brand new Kindle…
We both had some humorous times at school this week starting with my realization that the door on my shoe cubby won’t close all the way.
We are also aware of and combating the fact that our English is getting worse.For example, I was playing a game with students and wrote the phrase “What’s your name?” on the board. Since I didn’t have a picture to associate with that phrase I wrote the word なまえ which is name in Japanese. Needless to say, I was feeling proud of myself for knowing some of the language and the students were impressed. My teacher then pointed to the board and said, “name”. “Yes”, I thought and said out loud, “なまえ means name, right?” She said, “No...name” and pointed again. I quickly realized that I had spelled ‘nam’ instead of ‘name’. I laughed, then she laughed (a little harder than I did) and we continued. We also found out that Staci is a picky eater of handsome face…
And this picture just reminds me of Karen. McDonald’s, Pauls Valley and yelling “I want a filet o fish”. Here they are Chicken Filet Os…sounds like a cereal...
