Out to Yamato-shi.
Jul. 20th, 2008 11:14 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sechan19I made my way out to Yamato-shi the other day to visit with Fujiko and the family. It was so wonderful to see them again after so long. Jeff-chan seems somehow not to have grown an inch in the year I’ve been gone, although that cannot be possible, and Jessica-chan is, at a bare seven months, a heartbreaker. At first Jeff-chan was very shy with me, and he refused to acknowledge that he knew me from anywhere. However, some well-timed presents and a bit of play soon cured that, and we were romping through the living room like everyday pals.
Fujiko and I discussed our various future plans and recent exploits (they’ll be moving to the states next year, so I’ll probably see the family next on native soil) in a smattering of Japanese and English. She was very gracious to me about my Japanese progress and deprecating about her own wonderful language skills.
Fujiko had made curry-rice for dinner, and she invited me to stay. It was really lovely to have some good Fujiko-home-cooking again. Some of you may recall my constant rave reviews of her cooking, which is beyond fantastic. It was beef curry, with spinach and potato and just the right amount of kick. We all ate at the table together, while Jessica bounced in her swing-chair and Jeff-chan ping-ponged through the house at the speed of light. That boy is as much of a lightning-rod as he ever was. Fujiko and I spent a bit of time reminiscing over some good times (including the day Jeff-chan tried to eat a number of the keys from my computer keyboard). By 7pm the entire living room was in a state of disarray, and apparently that’s par for the course. I should have taken a picture!
In the evening, I headed back home for study, which I haven’t been as diligent about as I could be--given all the socializing I’ve been doing-- but that’s okay. Lately, even when I’m not working on my Japanese I’m working on my Japanese, so I think it will tally in the end. Yamato-shi had changed but a little, and I was overwhelmed with nostalgia while there. True, I have a way better commute now, and I adore my little Nakameguro dormitory, but Yamato-shi still feels like a little slice of home to me. It was nice to see it all still there, as if waiting for me… loyal to the end.
Fujiko and I discussed our various future plans and recent exploits (they’ll be moving to the states next year, so I’ll probably see the family next on native soil) in a smattering of Japanese and English. She was very gracious to me about my Japanese progress and deprecating about her own wonderful language skills.
Fujiko had made curry-rice for dinner, and she invited me to stay. It was really lovely to have some good Fujiko-home-cooking again. Some of you may recall my constant rave reviews of her cooking, which is beyond fantastic. It was beef curry, with spinach and potato and just the right amount of kick. We all ate at the table together, while Jessica bounced in her swing-chair and Jeff-chan ping-ponged through the house at the speed of light. That boy is as much of a lightning-rod as he ever was. Fujiko and I spent a bit of time reminiscing over some good times (including the day Jeff-chan tried to eat a number of the keys from my computer keyboard). By 7pm the entire living room was in a state of disarray, and apparently that’s par for the course. I should have taken a picture!
In the evening, I headed back home for study, which I haven’t been as diligent about as I could be--given all the socializing I’ve been doing-- but that’s okay. Lately, even when I’m not working on my Japanese I’m working on my Japanese, so I think it will tally in the end. Yamato-shi had changed but a little, and I was overwhelmed with nostalgia while there. True, I have a way better commute now, and I adore my little Nakameguro dormitory, but Yamato-shi still feels like a little slice of home to me. It was nice to see it all still there, as if waiting for me… loyal to the end.
