seki = stone
sui= water
ke = (something along the lines of "valley", or "place where seki and sui co-exist"; I'm not sure, apparently it's hard to explain)
A couple of weekends ago, I went to this place called sekisuike. There was a group of Asian exchange people (I originally thought they were students, but they all turned out to be young people employed in various lines of work) who had been travelling throughout Japan, and this was one of the last stops on their tour (the tour is sponsored by both the Japanese and their home countries' governments). They came from a bunch of different countries in Asia, but, incredibly, they all spoke English. I haven't met a new group of people that I could communicate with since...well...since coming to Japan. They were all really warm, friendly, outgoing and open, which was a nice change to the Japanese demeanour, which is basically much more reserved/shy/cold.
Basically, I got invited along by a teacher who used to work at my school because they thought it would be nice to have a "local" in the group who could actually communicate with the exchange people. In the morning we did some rice planting, then we made lunch, had some arts and crafts time, and ended it off with some interesting games.
The rice planting was interesting, because none of us had really done it before. We kept making jokes about how they would re-do it after we left, or about how this was the field that was supposed to be fallow this year, and they didn't really expect anything we plant to grow. There was a group of about 20 of us working on it, and it took us over an hour to plant half the field. When we were done, some dude came out with his machine, and finished the other half of the field in 5 minutes. His half was much less crooked than our half too.
The arts and crafts consisted of taking a small rectangular sieve and submerging it in this water solution, which had some sort of plant fibre floating around in it. After letting the water drain, you're left with a "base" of "paper", which you then decorate. When finished decorating - and here's the part that makes me believe it's a traditional art - you pass the bottom of your sieve over a vacuum cleaner, which sucks a lot of the water out of your creation. Leave in sun to dry, and you're done. I made a flag of Japan, with the Japanese characters for "Japan" in the corner. One Japanese person commented that I should take up calligraphy, to which I replied "thanks, but that would imply knowing more than 30 kanji".
The games after everything was over were really fun too (one game was from Laos, and the other from I'm not sure where). The first one basically involved two teams, where a member from each team had to say the word "Teeeee" continuously while they tried to "catch" someone from the other team. If someone from the other team "pulled them over", or they stopped saying "Teeeee", then they became captured. I had a really hard time understanding what was considered a "catch" and/or a "pull over", but I did manage to free the prisoners on my team, which apparently was a good thing. The second game was basically a version of duck-duck-goose, except the person walking around the circle drops a balled up sock instead of saying anything. The person behind whom the sock was dropped must stand up, and chase the person to their immediate right (who, in turn, must run around the circle and try to sit down before getting hit with the sock). After a couple of rounds, I learned that the point of the game was not really to hit the other person with the sock, or to not get hit, but to induce as much laughter as possible. Examples include: hitting the person with the sock repeatedly over the head while they flail their arms and try to run around the cirlce; when it becomes apparent that you can't catch the person, throw the sock at them, then pick it up and throw it again; stop chasing the person, and start running the other way; keep dropping the sock behind the same person, so that they get so tired that they can't run or chase.
Just imagine a group of adults running around hitting each other with balled up socks. It was hilarious. I hadn't laughed that hard or that long in a while.
That's it for now, gotta go teach. Check below (and the archives) for updates if you haven't checked the blog in a while.