While describing my experiences in
Japan, I can assure you I have no intent of boring you with a
description of every single day and every single thing I did while
abroad. Although every day was amazing to me, not every day contained
something really worth writing about. This Japan series will be long,
filled with a wide array of events, but I will only describe to you
the most important moments, the ones that really burrowed into my
heart and made a home there. Some will be very specific, others will
be more general to encompass the feelings that involve so many
moments, it would be impossible to describe each one. This one is of
the latter variety. I want to tell you, as best as I can, about life
at Akita International University (AIU).
AIU is the kind of college that every
college wishes it was. Situated near the Akita airport, it is
surrounded by nature on all sides, with mysterious forest to the west
and picturesque rice fields to the east. It's far enough away from
the city to be beautifully quiet, and yet close to major roads and
with its own bus route, ensuring you're never more than a 20 minute
bus ride from the city. The campus is gorgeous, with cherry trees
lining the pathways, lawns covered in soft grass, and a gorgeous
garden park behind. Across the street is a huge sports complex where
students can play baseball or tennis to work out their study-induced
blues. The architecture is environmentally conscious and
stylistically innovative. The interior of the library, with its
sun-like rafting and wall of windows is so remarkable, it stuns you
into silence, eliminating all need for shushing librarians.
The campus is small, only about the
size of a large city block, so that getting to class feels like
simply rolling out of bed into your desk. In the cold winter months
of Northern Japan, AIU keeps you warm by making all the buildings
connected to each other by corridors.
But AIU isn't just amazing for its
location. It is the spirit of AIU that most colleges aspire to, but
only rarely achieve. AIU's most interesting aspect is the fact that
it is an international campus. Every year, a large percentage of
their student body is comprised of exchange students from around the
world. When I went there were students from all over the United
States as well as Canada, Hungary, England, Germany, the Netherlands,
Norway, France, China, Hong Kong, Taiwan, Malaysia, Australia,
Mexico, Brazil, and the Philippines. (And that year was a smaller
representation than usual; their exchange student numbers had been
halved by negative reactions to the earthquake in March.) Just as
they welcome many students from abroad, they also send their own
students off into the world. The school teaches their students
English as a common language until they are proficient enough to
travel, at which point they must study abroad in order to graduate.
They even encourage their students to pick up a third language,
believing that language the best gateway to the soul of a country.
The result is a hybrid campus culture where every student can learn
about different ways of life from every corner of the globe, and
provide a bit of his own perspective. Understanding the value of
immersing in a foreign culture, the Japanese students there are all
to eager to help any exchange student experience as much of Akita and
Japan as possible. For a Japanese major like myself, it was a perfect
opportunity to practice their language, as well as teach some of my
own (and occasionally rely on it if I didn't know how to say
something in Japanese). I learned about food and traditions in places
I had only briefly heard of, and I now have friends around the world,
who are ready and willing to house me should I ever manage to visit
their countries.
This is the goal of the school; to help
every student learn about the world and experience it. They believe
in the same things I believe in. In order to really do well in
today's global economy, to really understand oneself and one's
country, you must experience as much of the rest of the world as
possible. This is the future of the human race, and the first ones to
embrace it will become the leaders of the world. So the school tries
to make that as easy as possible. They provide clubs about everything
from calligraphy to world issues. They host events that showcase
music or food from different countries. They provide their exchange
students with specially tailored field trips that show them the best
and most notable of Akita culture. They set students up with host
families, part-time jobs, school visits. After the earthquake, they
helped exchange students join volunteer programs, where the students
could help clean up homes and comfort families. The whole school is
dedicated to their mission of globalized education, and you can feel
that energy and devotion reverberating in the halls. It is a
beautiful, heart-warming feeling.
The effectiveness of the school's
efforts is partially dependent on the smallness of the school itself.
The total number of students, exchange students included, totals
somewhere around seven hundred. Living in such a small community made
me realize that maybe attending a school with 30,000 people was a
mistake. It was impossible to go through your day without running
into someone you knew. At lunch and dinner in the dining halls, you
always had friends to sit with. Even in the depths of midterms and
finals, you never felt isolated, even if you couldn't actually “get
together” with anyone. The Japanese students were friendly and
welcoming to any foreigner, and the exchange students loved to spend
time together and relish in their shared experience as said
foreigners. Even the teachers engaged with their students on a
personal level, often inviting them out in groups to lunch or dinner,
and accompanying them on field trips. I felt so involved in the
community, so included, that it felt like saying good-bye to family
when we all went our separate ways at the end of the semester. I made
life-long friendships there in a mere 4 months that will probably
last longer than most of the tenuous, sometimes superficial
friendships I've made in Boulder after 4 years.
AIU is a school that leaves a mark on
your heart with every detail. I miss its hallways, the vending
machines, the tiny TV in the student lounge. I long for the near-holy
peace of the library, the bustle and terrible food in the cafeteria,
and the pathways through the gorgeous garden where every plant has a
tag telling me its species. But mostly, I miss the people. I miss my
roommate, Mai-chan, who loved pajamas and supported me during the
occasional bout of homesickness. I miss Phil, an always energetic DJ
grad student who helped out every single exchange student and landed
me an English-teaching part-time job. I miss my teachers, especially
Ashmore-sensei, the witty, English geek who taught me to indulge in
all passions no matter how dorky, and Andy, my chemistry teacher who
took us to a firework factory and let us make ice cream with liquid
nitrogen. I even miss the cleaning staff, who bowed and smiled and
said “Ohayou gozaimasu!” (good morning!) every time I passed
them. I envy every new student from my school who goes there, and yet
I wish I could give this experience to every one in the world. The
love of this place developed over many days, through the small
details of the ordinary, and through the huge moments that made my
eyes sparkle with wonder. Even though I could only be there for a
short four months, I will always consider it my home across the sea.
(The cafeteria where the whole freshman class and the exchange students would eat meals. Large windows allowed for delightful daydreaming on the rare chance you ate alone.)
(One, the AIU mascot. He is an Akita, the dog breed, and his name is a play on the Japanese sound for woof "wan", as well as the word 'one,' as in we are all part of one world.)
(Sakura, or cherry trees, lining one of the walkways on campus.)
(A video of the hip-hop dance club's recruiting skit. This was at an information session that told new students about the cool clubs they could join. I personally dallied in the calligraphy club, the tea ceremony club, and mainly the Japanese traditional dance club.)
So I've reading through all your posts thus far has left me with two main points:
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2) I really, really, *really* need to get my head out of my ass and study abroad before it's too late. Which I've been kind of on the fence about, so thanks!
You really ought to keep these up. I know blogging is a major time commitment, but this feels like a really fantastic project!
Thanks Joe! I am glad you're enjoying it, because I've really never written anything quite like this. I do hope I can keep it up. I have a lot of planned blog topics, so for now I think I will be good! I have a couple written ahead of time for when I get busy with school.
DeleteAnd you should definitely study abroad! If you do, it would be awesome to do a guest post or something. What about Germany?
I've actually been pretty seriously considering doing Germany in the Spring. German is my minor, which makes sense, and there's actually a pretty decent film school I could go to. So really it's just a matter of manning up and doing it. I'm doing this hardcore german-language program this summer (1 month stay in a ski lodge in Taos and we're not allowed to use any English), so that should help me get ready, I guess.
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