A while
back I wanted to write a blog post about my interaction with Japanese people
after the study program had ended, but before I got around to post it online my
thoughts on the matter changed after events at nara.
Prior
to nara, I didn’t really get many opportunities to practice my Japanese, and
didn’t need to use it at all if I didn’t want to. In Tokyo, our roommates were from Canada and Australia,
and knew no Japanese and got by just fine.
So I could have been like them, and used only English and survived. But I feel like they didn’t leave the best
impression on people they met by doing that – it might be rude to go to a
country and expect them to communicate in your language instead of theirs. It’s not like the country and everyone in it
is just there to serve the tourists.
So, I used Japanese as much as
possible in an effort to fit in and be polite while traveling. But there wasn’t much that required me to
speak at all. During my time in Tokyo I
had used Japanese to talk to policemen/guards twice. Once was when trying to find that damn movie
theater, where we had asked for directions.
And the other time was when I was at a shrine and wanted to know the
characters to properly write one of my teacher’s names rather than writing it
in a less proper way. I was able to ask
a passing guard to write the character on a paper for me after explaining what
we were trying to write.
Beyond that, there was ordering
food. Sit down restaurants and fast food
places alike were pretty easy where I would just say the name of the item and ‘please’
in Japanese, or if I didn’t know how to say the name of the item I would just
point and say ‘this please’ in Japanese.
There wasn’t much to getting food.
Also,
when walking back from skytree and to Tokyo tower we must have went some back
street and stood out because some Japanese person walked up to us and just
wanted to start talking. It was as if we were special since on the main street
you could find many white people if you wanted to talk to one. But perhaps it was our apparent age that
shocked him, as if we looked like we might know a bit of Japanese to be able to
be out here by ourselves? So we talked
to him about how we were international students studying Japanese, and he
talked to us about how that was really awesome and that he was glad to hear it,
and how we was trying to study Spanish now – he could already speak English,
but we spoke mainly in Japanese. It
really made our day to get to talk to just some local guy on the street in Japanese
and have it go over well. He was a very
nice guy. We just talked for a few
minutes and then went our separate ways.
I’ve
had more than one encounter like that, especially back in my host family’s
city. But for the most part I hadn’t used
Japanese a lot, as there really wasn’t much of a chance to use it. But my thoughts on the matter changed when
going to nara.
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