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Feelin' Japanese
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Feelin' Japanese What do newly transported young boys do, me and my brothers Terry and John, when they find themselves as Air Force dependents in Japan; We first lived in a small town called Shirakebar, I think it was named that because there were lots of bars for the Airmen from the nearby Air Force Base, lucky for us the train stop was closeby and when we were super bored me and my brothers could take a train to a town called Fukuoka, a larger town North of our stop which possessed among other attractions a large mall they called the Ginza, where you could spend hours browsing, people watching, interacting with friendly Japanese, and most importantly partaking of the food; the food was worth the ride; fish and rice, chicken and rice, steamed rice, fried rice, anything with rice was always nice to fill a hungry belly. All this before you got to the Ginza; while you're talking the walk from the train stop to the Ginza; I can still play the sights of the town, the sounds of the people this was Japan in motion; families moving through the city going to there favorite restaurant, people partaking of the small shops, stopping at the fish markets, which definitely smelled like fish; what is that just ahead that is so noisy? It is a popular Pachinko Machine shop, little steel balls flying briskly through the machines, with all the noise, the bells and lights and alarms when they win a prize, and the songs and the music, look there goes a man walking by wearing his Sumo outfit, which looks like a baggy jock strap, well the women seem impressed anyway, young school girls and boys walk by in their school uniforms, the boys laughing and teasing the girls and the girls giggling and having fun, older men (Papasans) and older women (Mamasans) moving about like they want to live forever, beautiful women in colorful kimona's so richly colorful and elegant, many clipclops and zori's on feet everywhere, and finally more of the same as we finally enter the vibrant Ginza. All around us people playing there part in the Ginza, finally now a kindly woman in a world of pots and ovens, smells and steam, she cooks us a delicious meal of chicken and rice and as we eat the whole world seems happy and nice, at the Ginza. JamesLee 7/28/15 |
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jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
Feels good to remember fond memories from childhood and I see that you have kept yours intact and still unblemished. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Thank you jjote for the kind remarks...I think I have to give credit to the Holy Spirit that brings all things to our remembrance...james |
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