When I stayed to
my grandparents in Kagoshima, I met many neighborhood. In fact, most of them
are my relatives. I have so many relatives that I cannot remember all of them.
They were really kind to us. I want to introduce my amazing experience with
them.
When they
visited our home (without knocking on the door!), they always bring some handmade side dishes like pickled shallots
(rakkyou). It was most delicious I
have yet eaten. My grandaunt made us rice cakes in my grandmother’s way. It was
really soft and tasted so sweet. When I ate it, I remembered that my
grandmother send us her rice cakes every year and I could feel really happy.
What the most
surprising thing for me was that my other grandaunt made us cups of soup for
our dinner and we carried them with the tray from her house to ours. It was so
dark there that we had to use the flashlight to walk all the way home at night.
But we could carried them safely. I felt really relaxed when I ate her hot
soup.
I live in the apartment
in Yokohama. So, there are only thin wall between me and my neighbor. But we don’t
communicate with so often. On the other hand, the people in Kagoshima
communicate with their neighbors very often even though they were not
relatives. It was really interesting for me. I like the peaceful atmosphere of
countryside. I also believe we need such a strong relationship to live in
safety and peace.
