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Being Black in Japan (Part 3 – The Dancing Jigger Toy[1])

I’ve been procrastinating on this post because this is probably the most difficult/uncomfortable thing that’s happened to me in Japan–well, race-related. Now that I think about it, it might very well be the most uncomfortable, race-related situation that has happened to me in my life. And instead of drawing it out, I want to get right into what happened.

It was the middle of May.

My old roommate Kira introduced my to my favorite place on earth, the bar I mentioned in my previous post. After I went there twice with Kira, the bar owner and his wife invited us and a few others to their house for an okonomiyaki party. As we stepped into their house, I noticed that the house looked a lot like their bar–full of American paraphernalia. All sorts of gadgets and toys lined their walls and shelves. Cans of Campbell’s soup, a box of Stove Top stuffing mix, figurines of the Budweiser toads, 1950’s Coco Cola bottles, a stuffed animal of Alf (the 1980’s television show), Tom and Jerry mugs, etc. If you name something American, I’m sure they have a replica of it in their house. And if not, it’s in their bar.
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Being Black in Japan (Part 3 – The Dancing Jigger Toy[2])

[This is Part 2. Click here for Part 1.]

Yes, I was uncomfortable beyond words.

I had a slew of different thoughts that kept hitting me at 1,000,000 MPH. The most important thoughts/questions were:
Why did he show ME that toy??
Doesn’t he understand where that toy comes from?
Doesn’t he understand the history behind toys like that?
Does he not know how many Black people have died to fight racist things like that?

More importantly, I wouldn’t even be here in Japan studying Communications and Japanese if it weren’t for my parents and grandparents who fought for their rights and the rights of their children.

But I couldn’t say any of that. Not only did I not know how to say that in Japanese, but I was completely speechless. What do you say to a toy like that in such a friendly environment?

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日本語の勉強、頑張って!(Go to a Japanese Bar)

Yes, I am studying Japanese

Yes, I am studying Japanese

Yes, you read the title right.
In this post, I want to talk about going to a Japanese bar in order to study Japanese.

When I first came to TUJ, I met a student who was really great at speaking Japanese. I asked him how long he had been studying and he said, “a year and a half.”
Any student of Japanese knows that a year and a half is a fairly short amount of time to get a tight grasp on Japanese. Eager for tips, I asked him what has helped him the most in his journey to fluency, and he said going to his local bar.

I was so suprised! He said he didn’t even learn from taking a class.

After going to a bar myself, I have seen how helpful it can be. You’re able to hear different speeds of talking, different accents and intonations, and you’re forced to speak– even if you’re usually too nervous!

For two months, I have been going to a bar in my neighborhood every Friday night. I bring my notebook and pen, electronic Japanese-English dictionary, and of course, money to spend. The bar is great for learning Japanese.
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焼肉がおいしいよ!(Yakiniku is delicious!)

My friends and I went to a yakiniku restaurant in Nerima-ku.

hot coals at Yakiniku

Hot coals at yakiniku

beef and chicken on the grill!

Beef and chicken sizzle on the piping hot grill

Rush for the last piece!

The last pieces :(

Yakiniku is great on a Saturday night with friends before heading to a party!

日本語の勉強、頑張って!! (Watch Japanese TV)

In my last post, I explained how Rosetta Stone was the best thing that’s ever happened to me in my journey to fluency in Japanese.

Yes, that statement still stands.

However, since I have finished Level 1, and do not have enough money to buy Level 2, I will be Rosetta Stone-less for now. However, that doesn’t mean I should give up on Japanese, right?

Right. So, what am I doing to study now?

Anything and everything, to put it lightly.

Before I came to Japan, I looked for websites to help me learn Japanese. Most of the websites I went to all told me “surround yourself with Japanese. Listen to Japanese music, and watch Japanese TV.” If you’re like me, this advice doesn’t seem to be enough. I thought, “But, how is simply listening to music and watching TV going to help me?? I can’t understand what they’re saying!! It’s impossible to become fluent in Japanese simply by listening to Japanese!”

Well, I wasn’t necessarily wrong, but I have to admit, watching TV has helped me.
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Being Black in Tokyo (Part 1-Racism)

As an African-American female living in Tokyo, I am reminded everyday just how unique my life truly is. Ordinary, mundane things (such as walking to class, sitting in class, riding the train) all remind me of the obvious: there aren’t many Black women in Japan. Whenever I do see a Black woman here, I always wonder what her life is like and if she likes Japan as much as I do. What made her come here? Where’s she from, and what does her family/friends think of her being here? Is she learning Japanese too?

But the questions never get answered because we never get a chance to speak to each other. It’s either a slight nod of acknowledgment, or barely any acknowledgment at all. This doesn’t bother me, but I do find it a little puzzling because Black men here almost always speak with other Black men. There’s like an unspoken code between the two strangers. There’s either a nod, or a handshake, or the two might even stop and have a brief conversation. It amazes me every time I see it.

But anyway, before coming to Tokyo, I didn’t know what to expect and I had a lot of questions swimming through my head about being Black in Japan. As it turns out, many Black females interested in Japan ask themselves similar questions. The three main ones being:

1) Is there racism in Tokyo?

2) Do Japanese men like Black women?

3) What am I going to do with my hair while I’m there?

The last one sounds quite comical, but when I did research online about Black women in Tokyo, the forums and short comments on blogs always had some form of this question. I could explain how hair and the Black woman share a connection culturally… but it would take me all day to explain. And the purpose of this post isn’t about that, now is it? :)

Now, where were we? Ah yes, racism in Tokyo.
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