We found some Japanese friends! I didn't think it would be
possible, with my pathetic lack of Japanese language ability. Here's how the
magic happened:
I asked my supervisor
if there was a group with which my husband could play basketball. Not only did
she introduce him to a group of young males to play with weekly, she asked him to assist with coaching the team at the
junior high school! Here's a photo of him in action:
The style of these pick-up games is often a frantic race from one
hoop to the next, with the taller guys getting rebounds and chucking full-court
passes to the sprinting guards. Like every possession. It puts
"run-and-gun" in a whole new light. There is little to no physical
contact, selfishness, aggression, fouls, or anger. Everyone is out there having
a good time, and being competitive but being friendly first and foremost. Quite
a bit different from pick-up games in the US - well - about exactly the
opposite.
It seems that there are three steps to making friends in
Japan (or maybe anywhere): 1. Do
something you like. 2. Find other people who like it too. 3. Talk to them. I
think it might just be that simple.
After his first basketball outing, we were invited to meet two guys and
their lady friends (relationship statuses unknown) at a local restaurant owned
by someone's mother. It was closed the Sunday we went, a stormy night perfect
for some handmade takoyaki (octopus balls) and friends. We spent 3 hours
together, cooking, chatting, laughing, and looking up words on our Smartphones
(they make for excellent electronic dictionaries).
We were even graced with a magic show by the mom who owns
the restaurant!
They showed us so much kindness, and often I am at a loss as
to how to show people how much I appreciate everything they do to make us feel
welcome. Next, we will 'drink alcohol together' - the plan proposed by the
young men. Tom hopes to have them over to watch NBA International League Pass
sometime too.
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