Love, Love, Love

I have been here for one week shy of three months, and I've already shared something very huge with the community. Even more importantly, with my own JTE. Her father passed away this week and tonight was his wake. It's called a tsuya (通夜）and it is one step in the process of caring for the recently deceased. You can tell if the family is Buddhist if they are holding prayer beads.

First, I took off my shoes and stepped up into the large tatami room. I offered my condolence money envelope (ご霊前）at the designated area and was given a bag with a gift in it in exchange. In Japan, it is customary to bring condolence money in a special envelope with your name on it. The amount you can offer varies, but 5,000 yen is about average. That's what I offered. The gift you receive back is anywhere from 1/4 to 1/2 of the amount of condolence money you give.

Next, I walked up to the main alter where a stone box filled with sand and extinguishing incense stood. I was offered a stick of incense and approached the box which stood in front of the most amazing alter I've ever seen. Thousands of flowers, beautiful lanterns, an ornate coffin-esque box containing the deceased's ashes, and piles of the most perfect fruit surrounding a picture of my JTE's father. I was in awe.

At the alter, you're supposed to say a small prayer and put the incense into the sand. When everyone had completed this task, the room was thick with the smell of pine or cedar, a haze of smoke bending along the air like water in a stream. I offered my incense and then faced the deceased's family, including my JTE. I felt so awful for her. On top of that, I didn't know what to do. I vaguely remember bowing and giving my JTE a sympathetic half-smile. Some attendees, such as the superintendent of education, gave the most respectful of bows by kneeling on the ground, their heads almost grazing the ground as they bowed.

After I showed my respect to the family, I sat in the second row of zabuton (floor cushions). At 6 sharp, the doors to the temple were closed, and the priest (who is actually also a teacher at my base school) performed a very long sutra at the alter. While he did so, the family passed the incense box between them and offered three pinches of incense each. Those in attendance were also given an incense box to pass down the lines. The box was split in half. On the right side was the incense, and you are meant to transfer three pinches of it to the left side. How you do this seems to rely heavily on how religious you are or how well you knew the deceased. After I picked up a pinch of incense, I held it quietly for half a second with my unoccupied hand underneath the incense before transferring it to the other side, hoping I looked thoughtful and not so out of place. I did meet the man once before he died, but he was very sick at the time and couldn't actually speak.

The whole process took about an hour and a half. After the priest finished the sutra, he sang a shorter sutra and then read what sounded like a character profile on the deceased, citing him as a very energetic man in life. Then my JTE's husband said a few words, thanking everyone for coming. It was difficult not to cry, watching my JTE try to keep it together. I stole glances at her from time to time during the wake. I didn't see her cry once, but she did dab at her nose with a handkerchief in an effort to keep herself focused on anything but crying. I was close to tears at least twice; I felt so terrible for her.

When it was time to leave, the majority of those in attendance departed and were given another gift. I was one of the last to leave. As I stepped outside, I saw two of my girl JHS students talking to my JTE. Their faces looked concerned, but it was obvious that they had no idea what to say. My JTE saw me and rushed over. Suddenly she was in front of me, dabbing at her nose, fighting tears. She told me thank you for coming. I couldn't take it anymore. I pulled her into a big hug. She burst into tears then, and she didn't stop crying. I told her everything was beautiful and that I'm glad I got to meet her father before he passed. We broke our hug, but she continued to cry. I told her I felt awful for her and that I was close to tears myself. I gave her another hug and she thanked me sincerely. I bowed deeply to her mother and other family members and made my way home.

I got in my car but couldn't drive for a few minutes afterward. I was reminded of my grandfather's passing that happened recently, and how difficult letting him go was... how it still is. I also thought about how the Japanese, as a people, are not comfortable with hugging. I sensed my JTE needed a hug, and I went for it. I swear her eyes were asking for one. I couldn't help myself. I don't like to see people in pain, and I definitely know when someone just needs to be embraced. I was relieved when she didn't pull away and even more relieved when she finally started to cry. She had been holding it in for so long, putting on a good face.

No matter how much people like their personal space, I believe that a hug in itself has a lot of healing power. Body contact is love-- a squeeze, reassurance. Everyone needs that at some point.

I felt like this was a good topic to put in this blog for a couple reasons. Firstly, to introduce how a Japanese wake proceeds in the unfortunate instance that you find yourself presented with one. Secondly, this is a good example of how you, the ALT, have to inquire about certain things because people won't tell you about them first. I was not invited to the wake. Don't be surprised if you're not invited either. They know it's not your culture or religion, and they don't expect you to go. The day I heard about my JTE's father's death, I immediately asked my supervisor when the wake was and if I was allowed to go. If you show interest, you will be rewarded. I'm so happy that I went. It showed everyone in the community that I care about them, and it showed my JTE that I am not just her assistant teacher but her friend.

That is the most important thing I've learned here: If I inquire about events, my teacher's weekends, where my students want to go to high school, that shows them that I am interested in them, that I care. Becoming a part of the community has become really important to me. I know I'll never be 100% Japanese, but if I'm going to live here, I'm going to try my hardest to spectate as little as possible.

Nande ya na?!

My friend taught me the cute way to say "nande ya nen" (see title) in Kansai-ben today. It's the equivalent of "you gotta be kidding" or "what the hell". I'm gonna use it all the time! 

Anyway, I'm here to post my own statement of purpose that I wrote to get into JET. (GASP!) Since I'm already comfortably seated in my house in Japan, I don't see the harm in sharing what I wrote. I'm sure I don't have to tell you not to copy it verbatim. The things you should be copying are the words "internationalization", "intercultural exchange", etc. Those are the key words that will get you an interview. If you show that you understand what JET is and show your consulate or embassy that your goals intersect with theirs, you are golden. So, here it is...

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When I was one, my parents’ divorce severed my relationship with my Japanese family. To compensate for this early cultural denial, I have endeavored to study every possible facet of Japanese culture including classical Japanese literature that chronicles the evolution of bushidō, modern Japanese linguistics, language, and film. Expanding the cultural scope of my Japanese minor has served as an enriching balance to my English major, which has reinforced my knowledge of Western culture and instilled a desire in me to promote cross-cultural exchange in Japan. Because of my passion for the Japanese culture and my dedication to excellence in attaining my B.A. in English, I believe I am an ideal candidate for the JET Program.

Pursuing a B.A. in English has honed my comprehension of the English language beyond a conventional degree; therefore, I am confident in my ability to explain challenging grammar points in effective and enjoyable ways. As an older sister, I also understand the importance of using hands-on activities in and out of the classroom to stimulate interest in learning and garner cultural appreciation. As an ALT, I will pursue my interests in cooking, photography, and film analysis during after-school activities in order to strengthen my teacher-student relationships and immerse students in American culture. As a member of the Spanish Honor Society, I organized after-school events such as dances and poetry readings to raise awareness about Hispanic culture. My enthusiasm for those projects will translate into the events and lessons I share while in Japan and will facilitate intercultural exchange in and out of a classroom setting.

            I am also very excited about team teaching, because learning about new languages and cultures requires cooperation. Working in retail on the busiest shopping days of the year has strengthened my organizational and interpersonal skills in high-pressure situations, but most importantly, I have learned how to work effectively in a team comprised of various age groups. Throughout the years, I have also sharpened my leadership skills as vice president of my high school law club and as the youngest member of the Riverview Mock Trial team in 2004, which significantly strengthened my public speaking skills and entailed working in a productive, fast-paced environment with the same team for over a year.

The JET Program emphasizes the same values I want to portray when I begin my career, namely, promoting cultural exchange and acceptance between America and Japan; thus, it is the perfect opportunity to immerse myself in Japanese life and observe the culture I want to positively represent through my career. For many years, my passion has been extracurricular learning, specifically, turning video games into educational tools that bridge cultural gaps, dispel harmful stereotypes, and encourage acceptance. Improving this medium will give students a completely interactive experience with foreign languages and immerse them in a limitless assortment of world cultures earlier in life. In my experience, a motivated and passionate teacher who creates a supportive and immersive learning environment can truly inspire her students to delve deeper into the curriculum and even pursue their academic interests in their free time. These elements are fundamental to a successful classroom, and if accepted as an ALT, I will share my youthful energy and excitement for cross-cultural exchange with my students.

            I am a dedicated, intelligent young adult who has always held a desire to learn with the intent to teach. I have made it my goal to create accessible, cultural education opportunities for younger generations of students so that they may appreciate the benefits of internationalization early in life. If accepted into JET, I will use the opportunity to deepen my understanding of Japan through cross-cultural exchange and immersion while interacting with students during after-school activities and in the classroom. Because the JET Program encourages the same intercultural exchange that I wish to convey upon beginning my career, I know that I will be an exemplary participant who will project a positive image of America and its people.

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At a two-page limit, they really don't give you a lot of space to talk about yourself, your goals, and how everything wraps up into one big JET ball. You need to plan exactly what information you want to get across and then find the best (and possibly shortest) way to relay that information. It's tough, but after coming to Japan, making tons of amazing friends both Japanese and other JETs, the entire process is worth it. It's hard to believe that all those agonizing months of writing, applying, waiting, interviewing, and waiting some more have already been justified in my short three months here. This truly is the most amazing experience of my life. If you want to get into JET, make sure you work on that SoP nonstop. I worked on mine for about a month until I was satisfied, and even then, I knew that it was still not perfect. (But, I got in.)

If you want it, go for it. I don't mind being your cheerleader.

Gucha Gucha

I have noticed that a lot of people are interested in knowing more about the JET insurance, so here is an important link: Accident Insurance Coverage Information. From there, you can pretty much find any information you're looking for. Also, check out the FAQ.
Also, about taxes: If you are from the United States, you are exempt from Japanese taxes for two years. You still need to file with the IRS back home, but you may not have to actually pay taxes for two years.

For some reason there is a big misconception about JET dental insurance. We DO have dental, it just doesn't cover braces, sealants, or porcelain crowns. It DOES cover: cleanings every three months, x-rays, cavity fillings, and crowns.

We are responsible for a 30% deductible, BUT Japanese medical procedures are incredibly inexpensive.
Vaccinations are not covered by JET insurance.

Note: automobile insurance is separate and not provided by JET. You will either have to hunt down your own insurance company or, if you buy your car from a dealership like I did, your salesman should provide you with insurance options. Speaking of driving, if you are intoxicated while driving a vehicle and caught, you will suffer heavy fines and most likely go to prison. You WILL be fired from JET if you are found guilty of drinking and driving. The tolerance level here is zero. JET insurance does not cover alcohol-related accidents. Don't even ride a bicycle under the influence. You'll be sorry.

That being said, drugs are also really frowned upon in Japan, which has some of, if not the, harshest penalties in the world for drug use/possession. If you have done drugs in the past, even if you don't do them anymore, do not tell anyone in Japan. The knowledge that you have done drugs can have the same effect on people as if you are doing them presently. Be careful who you tell your personal stuff to.

Internet: My supervisor let me decide which internet to get, so I just picked the one Black Cat had before me. This meant no one had to come and install anything; they just sent me my router and access information and activated my internet remotely. In Japan, you need to give two companies money before you can have internet, and you must pay them every month. One is your provider. The other is... unnecessary. My ISP is NTT East, and my... extraneous bill... is OCN. They have an English speaking line, so don't worry if your Japanese isn't so great. And hey, if you have a supervisor who doesn't think you can do anything for yourself, they may just do everything for you. My internet is 100Mbps when connected to the modem (supposedly) and 50Mbps using wifi. There is no fiberoptic service here, so my internet is ADSL. I was worried that it would be slow, but it's way better than any internet I've had in America.

Keitai: I got an iPhone. It was expensive as hell and worth every yen. I paid ¥46,080 up front for the phone, but over the course of two years, to make up for the price of the phone, ¥1,920 is deducted from my monthly bill. In short, after two years, the iPhone is "free". This is a set special for the iPhone. It comes with the White Plan, Service Pack S!, and the unlimited data package. The data package does not exceed ¥6,000/month. Of course, there are way cheaper phones. Hell, you can get some for free. The iPhone is one of the luxuries I really wanted to have. I can chat with my boyfriend anytime, anywhere, I have an HD camcorder and camera in my purse at all times, and lots more reasons. Once you see where your placement is in JET, you should check out the coverage areas for SoftBank, AU, and Docomo. Those are the three largest cell phone providers in Japan... and maybe the only three. I'm not too sure.

Hopefully, my next blog will be about my fun times. I have done so much in the past two months that I don't even know how to start or what to say. How do you condense so many new experiences into words? I'll figure it out. If you have any questions about cars, internet, etc., just ask!

I believe in kindness and freedom and kittens.

Let's get one thing straight: it's fucking hot here. I thought it was going to be nice and chilly, but it's like being back in Florida EXCEPT there is no AC in the majority of people's homes and public buildings to escape to when you're seeping bodily fluid.

On Sunday, August 8th, when I was finished baking at 425 degrees and turned mid-cook to be browned on both sides, I decided to go for a walk to scope out the neighborhood. The second I walked outside, a cool gust of wind from the ocean wrapped me in its embrace as if to say: "Let's go on a refreshing adventure." As I was down for refreshment, I happily accepted the wind's request and began walking toward the junior high school. In a matter of moments, I began to hear laughter. After questioning my sanity, I decided there were actually people outside the JHS, summoned up all my courage, and headed toward the fun.

Apparently, I had unknowingly stumbled upon the 3rd grader's barbecue. (JHS 3rd graders, not like American 3rd grader age. They're all around 14 and 15.) As soon as I was seen, there was a huge commotion. The girl students lost their heads when they saw me and immediately started giggling and pushing their friends toward me. The boys stared at me suspiciously. The teachers ran up to me to introduce themselves and offer me food. The parents talked about me in Japanese and were surprised when I knew they were talking about me. Every time I answered them in Japanese, they laughed uproariously. It doesn't matter what you say here if you're a gaijin. You're always funny.

All of the 3rd grade girls came up to me to introduce themselves, and some shook my hand and giggled like I'd just told the most hilarious joke. It was pretty amusing, though at times I felt like I needed to check if there was actually something about me to laugh about. After I met all of the girls, the music teacher went and grabbed the obvious leader of the 3rd grade boys (he was the tallest and looked the coolest; it's really easy to pick these guys out) and made him introduce himself to me. All of his little minions circled around him as he tried to keep a tough face and shake my hand. He was completely embarrassed. It was awesome. I don't even remember his name, but I totally ate up his embarrassment.

Two 3rd grade girls took the initiative to stick with me throughout the barbecue and talk to me, half in English, half in Japanese. (I am SO relieved that I can partially speak Japanese. It has saved me so many times in conversations where the Japanese person I'm talking to is at a loss for words.) I then convinced the students and music teacher that, yes, we do have shaved ice with syrup on it in America. They are generally referred to as snow cones. It was like I pulled a rabbit out of my ass. Yet again, I amazed them. Sorry, Japan. We figured out how to chip ice and eat it, too. However, we don't pour condensed milk on ours, so I guess you kinda got your own thing goin' on there.

After the kids beat the crap out of two watermelons blindfolded, the watermelons were whisked away to be properly cut while the students prepared to light a giant box of fireworks. At this point, my fight or flight sequence initiated. One foot pivoted on the ball, one foot stepping backward, I nervously weighed the consequences of staying and leaving. If I were to leave, I would miss out on more bonding time with the students, their parents, AND the teachers, BUT I wouldn't have to suffer through the fireworks. If I were to stay, everyone would find out about my incredible fear of fireworks and sudden, loud noises and probably think I was strange for the entire duration of my time in Sai.

I decided to stay, and I'm glad I did. It turned out that the fireworks were really tame ones, mostly sparklers that kids ran around with. This dental technician I met at the BBQ, Dr. Spock, was really grabby and stood super close to me when he spoke. I'm pretty sure he had indulged a bit too much that night. At some point, Dr. Spock grabbed my wrist and led me to the students with the sparklers. It was a lot of fun. I taught a girl that she could write her name in the sparkler smoke, and all of the students came up to me saying "Fire please!" when they needed me to light their sparklers with my own. I think it was a great way to get to know all of them. =)

After the fireworks, it was time to eat the watermelon. Did I mention I hate watermelon? I decided I would just get a tiny, mangled piece and nibble on it a bit to blend in. My plan was promptly ruined by one of my new students, who happily handed me the largest slice of watermelon I have ever seen. I accepted the dripping piece of fruit and took a bite, doing my best to bite back the disgusted snarl behind my smiling facade. As I choked down the watery fruit, I realized this would be only one of many times I would just have to go with the flow. After a few bites, I quietly threw the rest away. Hey, I tried.

To make up for the watermelon experience, I saw a shooting star. My first ever! It was really beautiful. ^_^

Even more amazing, I was invited to an enkai! An enkai is a teachers' party where you get to watch all your coworkers get wasted and hear what's really on their mind. Unlucky for me, I hate beer, so I got this terrible tasting wine, and this guy next to me was smoking a lot. PLUS, I had to sit on the floor, which made my legs fall asleep immediately. After about an hour, I asked the music teacher who had brought me there, Lady Deathstrike, if she could take me back because I was getting pretty tired. Between hearing only Japanese, speaking only Japanese, drinking terrible, strong wine, and inhaling second-hand smoke, I was feeling a little ill. As soon as I stepped into my little oven of an apartment, I felt really content with my adventure. All I had to do was take the initiative to walk outside and go next door to the junior high school. My first visit to the school wasn't supposed to be until almost two weeks later, but I dove in head first and surprised myself by having a great time. (And also surprised my students, teachers, and the parents that I showed up without being told!)

The language barrier here can be extremely overwhelming. The best things to do are stay positive, keep calm, and laugh... a lot! Also, carry around a dictionary. Damn, that's good advice.

Flowers for a Hundred Yen

I've now been in Japan for almost 3 weeks, 2 of them in my actual placement in Sai-mura. I must say... wow wow wow. These past few weeks have been... what have they been? Let's let the events speak for themselves. Luckily the journal I've been keeping is right next to me. Otherwise, this blog may never be written. So, here we go!

My flight to Tokyo was pretty sweet. My consulate (Miami) flew out on Continental. There were TVs on the back of every seat, and you could choose from over 100 movies to watch along with some popular TV shows. There were also a bunch of games. I was entranced for about an hour playing that BookWorm game that's basically just Boggle. I watched The Hangover, Date Night, Alice in Wonderland, about 1/4 of Ice Age 3, and about 15 minutes of Pocahontas in Japanese before my brain started to hurt. I wanted to sing the songs, but I didn't know the words. Sadface.

After 12.5 (napless) hours, we reached Narita Airport. You'll hear from your coordinator that you'll be greeted either incredibly cheerfully or eerily and silently by fellow JETs. About every ten feet on your way to the buses, you will be waved on by a JET. You'll probably feel like a rat in a maze.

Make sure you have your blue accident insurance book with you. You'll be giving that to the JET guide on your bus ride to Keio Plaza. The ride is about 2 hours long, give or take. The only thing that sucks about it is more sitting. Get ready for your ass to hurt every day until you get to your contracting organization. The sitting! The sitting! But hey, you'll get to see Tokyo Tower on your way. Yeah, I wasn't that impressed.

All of the instructions you get about orientation and what will happen on your way to your CO are completely confusing and usually convoluted. But, there's a flow to Tokyo Orientation. Know what time and where you need to be, and you're golden. Just follow the mama or papa duck. Seriously, I'm surprised they don't wipe your ass for you. And those workshops they say are incredibly important are useless. Now, I'm not saying you should skip them and spend the day touring Tokyo, but... >_>

Depending where your CO is, you'll be taking a car, bus, train, shinkansen, or plane. I had an hour flight to Aomori airport and was picked up by my supervisor and two of my coworkers from the Sai kyouikuiinkai (Board of Education). The drive to Sai-mura was about 3.5 hours of mountains, trees, farms, and sunflowers. We did stop at a nice little restaurant along the way where apparently whatever meal I chose was what everybody would order. I chose pork ramen.

It was really scary to all of a sudden be thrust into a van with three Japanese. I've studied Japanese for roughly three years, but I have never been to Japan before this. I tried my best to ask intelligible questions to one of my coworkers who was sitting next to me. We'll call her Phoenix. Phoenix speaks some English thanks to Black Cat, but apparently Black Cat stopped speaking English after her Japanese got better. Now Phoenix doesn't really get any practice. Maybe I should help out.

When we got to Ohma (where the grocery store is), I hesitantly picked out some food to last me for the next couple days. I hate when you're taken somewhere by someone else's generosity and you feel like you're wasting their time. Long story short, I ate bananas and bread for the next two days.

I was really happy to see that Black Cat left the house in immaculate condition. She even left me little notes on things like on a Jamaican flag colored tin with a joint-smoking monkey on it: "I thought this was hilarious for some reason. Feel free to throw it out!" Will do, Black Cat. I only wish you'd left helpful hints on how to operate the gas stove, microwave, clothes washer, shower, and boiler before you left.

The principal of the junior high school came over to my house unexpectedly my first night in Sai. I was expecting to just sit around alone and unpack my stuff, but I was treated to an amazing dinner (complete with shrimp head soup!) by kouchou-sensei and kyoutou-sensei who tagged along. I haven't seen either of them since. I think kouchou-sensei was away fighting crime or something. Duty calls.

The next day was all about being issued my hanko/inkan, applying for my gaijin card, and creating a bank account. Oh, and learning how to sort the trash. It's no big deal here. I only have 5 different trash categories. On the JET video, there's some girl with 22. Yikes.

On Saturday (my fourth day in Sai), I nearly cried at the car dealership. The car I'm getting is fairly expensive, I couldn't understand what the salesman was saying, he was asking me what kind of insurance I wanted and showed me some ridiculous prices, and then it happened that since I didn't have my gaijin card yet, I couldn't even get the car. Needless to say, I was pretty frustrated. BUT, I didn't cry. I told myself it wasn't a big deal. Who cries over buying a car? Not this lady!

I also went to SoftBank to get an iPhone but was told without the gaijin card, I basically can't do shit. Whatever. I went out to dinner and karaoke with a bunch of other Shimokita JETs, and we had an awesome time! Totally made up for my shitty day of not being able to get anything done. It was really a great way to get to know everyone. I sang "House of the Rising Sun" by The Animals and "Somewhere Beyond the Sea," the Robbie Williams version. I had NEVER sung karaoke before, so I was quite pleased that I came out of my shell a little and had a fantastic time. The two closest ALTs to me, now known as Rogue and Shadowcat, are also new JETs. This made it really easy to bond. We've actually almost hung out every day since we got here. During karaoke, we sang GaGa, Aqua, and a whole bunch of other embarrassing songs. ;)

Rogue is the Kazamaura ALT, and Shadowcat, the Ohma ALT. Since meeting, we have done karaoke, had a sleepover, cooked dinner together, gotten lost in the mountains for four hours, roamed around the most famous place in Sai-mura (Hotokegaura), seen about 7 monkeys and a kamoshika, and been to two festivals together. This is a really crazy way to start friendships! After Rogue drops off Shadowcat when the three of us hang out (Rogue is the only one with a car right now), she and I listen to crazy songs on full blast in her car and sing obnoxiously loud all the way back to my place. Songs butchered have included: I Need a Hero, Just Dance, Mr. Sandman, the Pokemon theme song, I'll Make a Man Out of You, and the list goes on.

I’d like to point out that I have not cried or felt homesick since I’ve been here. I’m working really hard at staying positive and staying busy. I don’t see the point in lamenting my move here. I had plenty of time to drop from the program. This is what I want to do, and I’m not going to cry about it.

This blog takes us up to Sunday, August 8th. My next blog will be up shortly!

Sai-yonara! ;)

Holy Shit.

I am in Japan.

Star Wars Movies are not Children's Movies

Before you leave for Japan, you're going to want to get your crap in order. My coordinator suggested delegating a power of attorney and procuring a living will. I am doing neither of these things. If I die, I have nothing of value to be given to family or taken by the government. No car, no house, nada. My only possessions are as good as anonymous. If you have important adult-like possessions, you should probably do the aforementioned things. If you're like me, just do what you normally do and stare into space.

I have the glorious task of not only packing for Japan but also packing up everything I will not be taking and shoving it into my mom's garage for an indeterminable amount of time. I don't know how you feel about packing, but I am not a fan. Packing twice kind of makes me want to die.

As far as preparation goes, I have spent the majority of my time shopping for clothes. Aomori prefecture is incredibly far north, and the village I have been placed in might as well be in Hokkaido which might as well be in Russia. Okay, not really. But my point is that I need lots of clothes. So far I've been to two different malls, an outlet mall, and my mom's closet. If you'll be living in a northern prefecture, some things you'll need include:

• long johns/ long underwear/ under layers/ thinner clothes to wear under your heavier clothes (I realize these are all the same thing. I'm doing this for your benefit here.)
• snow jacket (You may not be familiar with snow. It does exist, and yes, it has the potential to be kind of cold. Your snow jacket should be well insulated and have full length sleeves. No cardigans unless you enjoy hypothermia. Hood preferable.)
• boots (Without a heel or with a modest heel, ladies. Snow is made out of water. Thus, it is slippery water. Must I explain further why heels on snow is a bad idea? Pretend you are a little train that needs enough grip to climb a hill. Have you ever seen a train wear high heels? My point exactly.)
• sweaters/ long-sleeved shirts (I shouldn't have to remind you about this, but I'm looking out for you.)
• socks: thick and thin (Don't forget that Japan is full of shoeists. Shoes are not allowed inside a lot of places and also have designated waiting areas. Make sure your socks are neither dirty nor holey.)
• gloves (Snow gloves are different than gloves you wear when it's just chilly. Buy a set of both. Glove liners are also a good idea for extra warmth and sweat-wicking.)
• hats (When I say "hat," I immediately think of Indiana Jones's epic fedora, but that's not going to help you here. Other than getting you awesome points, I mean. Get a warm hat that covers your ears.)
• scarves (Not the fashion scarves, the practical scarves, silly goose.)

So, if you've never lived in snow, there you go-- inside tips! Optional accessories include... earmuffs.

As with most things, every situation is different, but it's still a good idea to dress professionally at your office/schools. You're an ambassador of your country while you're on JET. Don't you want to take the time to look nice? Me either. Damn it.

Black Cat said the dress code was semi-casual (completely casual meaning jeans and t-shirt). She dismissed the option to wear jeans to work. Khakis and polos it is! Actually, I'll probably wear dress pants and a nice top to work on my first day. We'll see how well I can put together an outfit after 13 hours of jet lag.

If you have no clue what to wear to work, dress it up. You can never look too good when making a first impression. When you see what the other teachers are wearing, follow their examples. Of course, you can always continue to dress in your business attire when they're all wearing track suits, but you may look like a douche. Be prepared for that possibility.

I finally bought some omiyage yesterday! If you're not savvy on the whole omiyage issue, here's the rundown: "omiyage" translates as "souvenir". Giving (cheap/edible) omiyage upon returning from a vacation or trip is a standard Japanese custom (a way of thanking everyone else for working while you were off gallivanting like a poof). In a JET's case, it's simply a nice gesture to bring something from his/her hometown to share with his/her superiors. (This means don't bother buying your neighbor something. Unless your neighbor happens to be your vice principal, of course. If you make friend with your neighbor, however, you may want to get them something. They will return the favor! Possibly deliciously.)

Another important thing to know is that your gifts must match the social hierarchy of the school/office. The JTE (Japanese Teacher of English) should get a small gift. I bought glass paperweights that say "Sunshine State" and "Florida" on them. The vice principal must get something better than the JTE. I bought fire-glazed plates that show some kind of beach scene on them that also say Florida. (These were all really cheap in a gift shop in Orlando.) The principal must get something comparable to the vice president's gift but better. I actually forgot to get the omiyage for the principals while I was in Orlando, but I think I'm going to buy them bags of Starbucks's Via instant coffee. There are no Starbucks's in Aomori at all (from what I've read), and the Japanese are into instant coffee, so voila. I'm originally from Seattle, so giving Starbucks coffee is extremely appropriate, and don't you say otherwise.

I know I said the gift should be comparable to the VP's gift, but hey, the coffee is going to be way more expensive and delicious than some painted plates (They were $1.99). At least there's kind of a food theme...? I'm reaching, I know. I've actually yet to find out if I'm allowed to bring coffee into Japan. I hope so

The Japanese also like things that are individually wrapped. Remember that if you ever give them food. They don't want something if there's the possibility that someone else has touched it. Personally, I'm bringing some wrapping materials with me to Japan so I can individually wrap everything when I get there.

Last thing about omiyage: you don't have to give them immediately upon arriving in your placement. Wait it out for a bit, get to know people, and THEN shower them with cheap, foreign gifts they'll never appreciate and likely toss the moment you disappear from sight. (Oh, and don’t forget a gift for your supervisor.) As for the students, I bought Mickey Mouse and Minnie Mouse stickers that say things like "Fantastic" and "Girl/Boy Power". Yeah, I know. They were cheap, okay? I've heard kids go gaga for stickers, so we'll see.

If you'll be needing to drive in Japan, make sure to get your international driver's permit. If you're American, you win! You are from practically the only country that must obtain an actual Japanese driver's license after your first year in Japan. Don't you feel so lucky?! More to come on that when I actually have to take the test. *indistinct grumbling surely laced with colorful cuss words*

I'm sure there's more I wanted to say here, but I forget. I went to sleep before finishing this blog, and now I'm all confused. As always, direct any questions to this blog or TanukiSunrise@gmail.com.

I think my next entry will be about the vast amount of paperwork you will need to complete upon being accepted to JET that can utterly destroy your sanity piece by piece.