I find it hard to believe that it is already the middle of June!
Time is flying by so quickly lately.
Our natural instinct is to try with all of our might to hold on to each moment, only to have them slip from our grasp even more quickly than before.
I think that the children have the best of both sides.
They don’t realize the time passing or sit and reflect on the day’s events; instead, they play, they laugh, they smile, and never look back.
Today was not a typical day at school, since I joined the third and fourth graders for an overnight trip to Yamanoie (the mountain school). Sachiko helped me prepare everything for the trip: water, tea, rice balls, rain gear, garbage bags, gardening gloves, etc. For breakfast we had some good old-fashioned French toast with Canadian maple syrup. Lately we have been eating biwa fruit, which is native to Japan and in season this time of year. Biwa tastes a lot like a peach, but smaller and not quite as sweet. The weather this morning looked promising for a nice day to spend outside. The weather forecast has repeatedly predicted rain, which is only natural considering that it is rainy season. Even if it was pouring rain outside, the bus still would have left at 9:00am.
Surprisingly, I didn’t fall asleep on the bus. I was trying very hard to pay attention to the location of Yamanoie. I even sketched a small map and tried to note any landmarks that might help me locate Yamanoie in the Google Earth program. My goal is to mark the major places that I have been in Japan. The only good landmarks I noted are the Kamo River and the mountains, which doesn’t help locate much of anything in the Kyoto area. It will be hard to find Yamanoie, since we crossed the Kamo River over six times, and all of the mountains look similar.
The students led the opening ceremony at Yamanoie, and I even said a few words. In short, I expressed our good fortune avoiding a rainy day, and told the kids to be safe and enjoy the day. The first assignment involved a trek through the woods. The groups of students needed to locate the trees with questions on them, answer the questions, and move on to the next. Each team’s goal was to complete all ten questions and return to the main complex within one hour. If a team took longer than one hour, then points were deducted from their total score. Some of the trails were quite steep, wet, and challenging to follow. The kids were all racing around, but I was enjoying the hike and the beautiful scenery. I must be honest; I was also keeping my eye out for the monkeys that dwell in the woods here. My job was just to watch the kids and make sure there were not any fights or things of that nature. The students behaved very well, and I ended up helping one of the last groups find a question they were missing. The group of girls I helped finished last, but at least they had a chance to answer all of the questions after I took them back to the top where question three was located.
After the race, Kawakami Sensei showed me the traditional Japanese style house that the students were in the process of constructing. Apparently the students build a new one every five years. It is very unique for a school to have such fun, applicable, and hands-on experiences for the students. The school owns up to the peak of this small mountain, offering more than enough space for exploration and experiential learning. This trip to Yamanoie makes me think of summer back in Wisconsin; if I were home I would definitely be planning some camping trips. It is always nice to have a trip in which you can get a taste of the outdoor life.
Sachiko made me some rice balls to take along today for lunch. I like the salmon rice balls, but I also tried some of Naomi’s favorite, a sour plum rice ball. I ate lunch with two girls, Mizuki and Mayuko, on the steps of the schoolhouse. After lunch, the students had another fun assignment: each group had to make something from the supplies they brought with them and the natural things they can collect from the woods. The students were really excited to be able to create! I saw a lot of great ideas: bow and arrows, swords, Pachinko boards, squirt guns, picture frames, slingshots, and numerous small crafts. I set out to collect some bamboo for my project. The Pieczulewski family lives a lot like Americans, and so they use napkins when eating. Sachiko told me she has been searching for a napkin holder, but cannot find one because the Japanese do not normally use napkins. As a gift to the Pieczulewski’s, I made a napkin holder for them out of bamboo. I think they will really like it, or at least appreciate my effort.

Around 3:30pm we started preparations for tonight’s dinner. Part of the experience of the trip is preparing our own meals. The students split into several groups and started working. Some students put rice in mess kits and washed the rice, and other students carried wood and paper to start the cooking fires. The rest of the students washed and chopped fresh potatoes, onions, and carrots. Everyone was busy doing their assigned duties. The final product was some delicious curry rice! It is basically a pork, carrot, onion, and potato stew with curry seasoning. I ate with Mizuki and Mayuko again. Mizuki could not stop giggling. She really lost control when I bonked a boy on the head with my bottle of green tea and said, “Kampai!” Basically, I said cheers on his head.
As usual, the students cleaned up after dinner. I helped the other teachers stack the wood for the bonfire tonight, and then pour gasoline on it. It was awhile before all of the students were in their seats around the fire pit. Four lucky students were given bamboo torches for the lighting ceremony. There were a few announcements and songs to be sung as part of the ceremony. I sat back listening to the crackling of the fire and the calming sound of joyful children singing. We even had a fun dance for one of the songs; I didn’t know what the song was, but it was a blast moving around the fire.
Mikasa Sensei told a few stories to the students, which they seemed to love. Then, everyone played a game called Fruit Basket. I was a mango, and every time they called “Mango,” all the mangos had to get up and run to a new seat. It was like musical chairs, but without the music. If they called “Fruit Basket,” then everyone had to stand and find a new seat. Before going inside for the night, we all went for a short night hike through the trails we had walked earlier. These are experiences that the students will not soon forget, and neither will I.