All of
us were nervous to arrive at the Hippo Office because there we’ll
meet our host family for the first time. All of them were holding a mini
banner with our names on them. The banner made by my host family was written
‘Selamat Datang Nurussaadah Mokhtar’. Cool! All of them were
written in Malay!
We just sat with our host families and I noticed everybody was holding a
dictionary together with a lot of hand movements, struggling very hard to
explain things or create a topic… everybody was smiling, some kids
looked happy but some looked amazed with people of different skin and some
women wearing scarves.
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| This
was just how she wanted to be snapped! |
Rio-chan looked very
stressful because she was sick. Her tiny size attracted me and I made a
move to make her like me but she was the ‘hard’ kind. She kept
saying ‘iyak’ which means no! And she cried out for ‘okasan’.
I understood she only wanted her mother to soothe her. Kids really are fascinating.
When Rina-chan, Hirooki-chan and I were struggling to make ourselves understand
each other, Rio-chan suddenly created a scene. Poor Rio-chan, she vomited!
There we go… While other families were busy greeting and welcoming,
we cleaned up Rio-chan. So guess what was our immediate plan? Go shopping
for Rio’s dress!
Hirooki-chan dropped Rina-chan and me off at Hanshin Department Store. It
looks not different at all from typical Malaysian stores. I took that opportunity
to get to know more about Rina-chan. I wasn’t really sure how actually
she felt when I told her I am a fan of Takuya Kimura and Nanako Matsushita.
I was quite disappointed when she does not favor any of them. Perhaps I
was hoping too much to find something common between us… Yeah; I was
going too fast…
It was lunch time and so we went to dine in a restaurant. That was the first
time in my life when I worried about what I was going to eat. Wild vegetable
noodle soup was what they ordered for me. Vegetable sounded okay but noodle
comes from flour and I was concerned for a probability of non-halal substance
in it. At that moment I could see how worried Rina-chan was and I tried
to explain my situation in the most pleasant manner as possible. Since Japanese
are very polite, they could be very sensitive too. Of course, I must have
looked like a dreadfully weird person! I mean, vegetarians do exist in this
world but it is not easy for them to accept people who cannot eat even noodle
or bread or chocolate in their country. I myself feel uneasy with people
who refuse my offer. Kamakura family had before received HIPPO guests from
America, Indonesia and Vietnam. Obviously none of them were Muslims. So
I said to myself not to worry as people take some time to adapt to new situation
in a totally different place.
Our next point was Osaka Castle. I had some initial information about this
huge castle from the internet. It was quite a hot day while we walked up
to the castle. But it turned very cool and windy as we reached the top of
it.
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| Worm’s
eye view of the Osaka Castle. |
The first snap
with the family; our own history created at the Osaka Castle. |
For dinner, we had grilled seafood in a restaurant designed with Japanese
traditional interior. Seafood was served on a small table and we sat on
the wooden floor. Gosh! I ate a lot that night. And I could see how Rina-chan
looked relieved seeing me eating that much! Seafood is my favourite and
I had it with rice and fresh salad. Japanese really are particular about
everything especially food. I bet you can never find any food either from
a restaurant or a shop that is not clean and fresh. They insisted that I
try raw salmon. I did but I could not take more than a bite.
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| Rio-chan finally
settled on my lap to see her face in the digi-camera! |
Like
father, like daughter… |
That night was so unforgettable! We walked in a cool night of Kambara neighbourhood.
It is such a peaceful place. Japan cities have a very low crimes rate. I
was not worried to walk alone in their narrow streets just to look at small
gardens that almost all houses have in one of their corners. Though it was
cool and windy, it was dry too. My nose was bleeding a bit and I knew I
had to drink a lot and apply more skin moisturizers.
On the way home, we passed Kurakuenguchi Station, the nearest local train
station to their house and walked along a river which is a famous spot for
cherry blossom season. Hirooki-chan told me that during the week of cherry
blossom, many people will come to have picnics or lie down under the trees.
It was quite a pity because I actually missed the cherry blossom season
which takes place for only a week in the early month of April. As a substitute
to cherry blossom, I get to watch fireflies instead. There is no comparison
to cherry blossom of course but those fireflies were charming enough to
me.
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