Japan

I took three years of Japanese language classes. Many of my classmates have gone on to be English language teachers in Japan. I know two of them are okay. One of them, however, posted a link to an article about a friend of hers who is still missing. It makes me so scared.

 

I hope that my host families are okay, that Natsume, my host student in Yamagata is alright. I fumbled my way across Japan and everyone was so nice to us. I still remember the security at Himeji Castle helping my classmate all the way down the tower after his knee went out. I remember the patience a shop keeper showed as we asked how to get to our hotel. (He even drew us a map.) The stationary store owner who was surprised to find an American passionate about Shodou. My best to all of them and the whole country.

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