Monday, February 22, 2010

Random Japan memories

Every morning, I would walk to work at the town hall in Higashiichiki. One railroad crossing, one stoplight-controlled intersection, one small shop owned by an old lady who laughed (at me) a lot. It took maybe 15 minutes to get to work, provided I wasn't distracted by wildflowers, small shiny lizards, or freakin' huge spiders, to name a few things.

There were no sidewalks on the road for most of that walk, but that usually wasn't a problem. Drivers knew to watch for pedestrians, especially on the narrow roads in the area. (I was told that many of the narrow winding roads started out as horse paths way back in the day.) During the one week that snow was on the ground, though, I feared for my life. Kagoshima drivers knew NOTHING about true winter driving...

By the time I had lived there for a couple of years, I grew very familiar with that daily walk. I had even learned exactly how long it took for the light at the one intersection to change. Once, while waiting at the light with a bunch of junior-high students, I took an anticipatory step across, and the kids all went, "OoooOOOOOOOOoooh!" (We teachers were supposed to be only the finest examples of morals and behavior...) I just looked at them, grinned, and snapped my fingers...and the light changed.


(It occurs to me that I have probably blogged about this before. Oh, well.)



Blogger Joy said...

Whhaa does it mean??? And who said it - you or the kids?

February 23, 2010 1:00 AM  

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