It is a bit surreal to watch the videos of the recent earthquake and subsequent tsunami in Japan. There are images of places where I used to hang out flooding with waves 10m high, and photos of roads I’ve driven on a thousand times split in half and with ships beached on them. It’s been difficult to see homes washing away and cars floating down the streets. Most heart-wrenching of all has been the inability to make contact with those affected, my friends, former students and coworkers. People whom I considered family for the three years I lived in Motoyoshi. A great deal of them have likely lost their homes. Koizumi, the southern most village in Motoyoshi, is a very small community right along the water. I surfed there many times. The train line is destroyed in Koizumi, the bridge carrying it over Tsuya river having been knocked down. Many homes were in these low-lying areas near the river and coastline.
Kaigan-shokudou is a restaurant owned by the family of Kazuma, a kindergartner I taught in Koizumi. It was no more than a hundred yards from the coast. We (the school staff) would often order bento boxes for lunch from Kaigan-shokudou on the days that there was no kyushoku (school lunch). I knew when Kazuma had told his family about me and the games we played at the kindergarten (my work at kindergartens consisted of about 10% English teaching, and the rest was playing games while tossing out relevant English vocabulary) because after that I always got extra food in the lunches I ordered. I can only hope that he and his family are safe. That’s been the hardest part to handle through all this, the not knowing. Continue reading