This is the forth times I came Japan. Finally, I decided to stay here with family. In fact, I had decided that a year ago. I now wake up 6:30am, then having breakfast with family. By 8:20am, I will prepare to send kids to daycare center by bike. In between, I will cook, wash clothes, clean house, study Japanese, go interview, search language school and totally away form my American style life. By 4:15pm. I will go to pick kids up. I will bring them to park or MacDonald if the weather is allowed. At 6:15pm, I will start to prepare dinner for my wife to come back. We go to bed as early as 8:30pm on Weekend, and as late as 10:00pm.
I honestly don't know how to shop in convenient stores, let alone going to the restaurant or taking a bus. The past Monday, I want to print out some letters and send back to New York to my formal employee. After 2 unsuccessfully tried, I found a store. I walked in and I spoke broken Japanese and fortunately I was able to print one of each those documents from USB flash drive. I at least leaned the word 全部 zebu and 枚 mai. It is no doubt that I can read and understanding those Chinese characters meaning, but the hard part is I have to memorize all its pronunciation in the Japanese Style kanji. The story had not ended. I was happy and thought I could do it by myself. On Tuesday, I went back to the store and try to print the other document. While I was riding my bike to the store, I was practicing how to say "one piece please" in Japanese ichi mai kudasai. When I got there, a different clerk was there. I spoke up boldly, but she gave me a cross hand gesture, in guessing; it meant the printer is not working or we don’t offer printing service. How come? I was asking myself. I wanted to say “I did it yesterday.” or “Can I show you”. Unfortunately, my Japanese level won’t allow me to further communicate with her. I left the store sadly. I decided I would go back to the store only on Monday since that clerk helped me before. This is part of my life and story for a new Japan new comer. I will remember forever even after 10 years of living in Japan. It was just like the moment when I has arrived Vermont in 1998.
I will go to a second interview. I wish I could get this job. Please wish me luck, Fuji Yama.
